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This chapter takes place a few years later.
Chapter 2
A castle somewhere in Europe.
4 years later
A pair of feet quietly padded down the long hall. A little girl, no older than five was on a mission. She rounded the corner and started preparing her trap. Once it was all set she darted behind a knight in armour statue to wait and watch her plan play out. Suddenly the castle was filled with activity as the house elves started their morning chores. As Bathilda, an old mean elf, skittered down the hallway, she fell into a net. She screeched bloody murder as she was snatched up and tossed back down the hall. The little girl laughed in delight. Her father had encouraged such attacks on the poor unsuspecting house elves, but she wasn't doing this for him. She only wanted to prank Bathilda because the elf was so old and grumpy. As the little girl made her way back to her room, she was caught by a pair of arms.
"What are you doing up so early?" a sing-song voice cooed. It was very early. Her father required her to be up at 5:00 but it was only 4:00.
"Father wants me to prank the house elves, but I can never catch them during the day," pouted the little girl. "Belwa, can you help meee?"
"Not if you're going to talk like a child," scolded Bellatrix.
"Fine. Mrs. Lestrange, if you do have time in your oh-so-busy schedule, would you kindly assist me in my attempts to prank the castle's servants?" the child sneered, dipping into a mock curtsy.
"Perhaps another time," the woman chuckled. "Now come along, we have chosen your new name."
FLASHBACK
"...Surely she won't need tutors for quite awhile, she can't even walk yet," Lucius replied incredulously.
"Do not question me, I want her to be the best, so we will need to start young."
With that they got to work with making her a room. They started to plan out her education, wardrobe, and everything else you need to be a Dark Lord in training. In the following weeks the only problem they could not solve was the problem of the name. They wanted to keep it similar, so that the child would respond to it. However Alexis, Alex and Alexandria were too close for the Dark Lord. They decided that by her 6th birthday, they would choose a name...
END FLASHBACK
From that time on, the girl had been called child or daughter. It was fine with the girl that she had no name. For her, getting a name symbolized completing a section of her training and earning her father's pride. So far she had completed basic maths, reading, and everything that a muggle 5th grader would have learned. She was also more physically capable than most children would be at her age. She was also finished with her first level of magical training, she could begin her second year at Hogwarts if she wanted to. All of this would not be possible without a few magical and mental development potions her father had potions were used to advance her mind and, more importantly, maturity. Everyone knew that the Dark Lord would not be playing Ring-Around-The-Rosie anytime soon, even if it was with his own daughter. Each birthday she took 3 more potions, to advance her training. This year they would increase her physical ability, senses, and mental capabilities.
They entered the Dark Lord's study and the child ran over and flopped on the couch. The Dark Lord had still not gotten used to someone being so comfortable in his presence, and he raised his eyebrows. As the child stretched out on the couch there was a knock on the door.
"Come in Lucius," the Dark Lord replied.
"Happy birthday, dear," Narcissa said as she swept through the door before her husband.
"Please shut the door behind you,"
"Yes, my Lord," Lucius replied.
"We have decided what your name will be, child," Bellatrix announced. Immediately, the girl sat up from her spot on the couch. She was trying to sit still but she was so excited she was shaking with anticipation.
"Follow us, to the throne room," her father commanded. The child basically bounced out of the room. "Calm down!" he scolded. The child obeyed, but her excitement was all over her face. As they entered the throne room, a giant serpent slithered in and picked up the child with its long, muscular, body. The child laughed in delight.
"Nagini, put me down!" she laughed.
"Nagini, this is not the time for games, today is an important day," the Dark Lord hissed.
"With all due respect sir, would you mind speaking a language that we would understand?" Lucius pleaded meekly. Nagini set down the child, while the Dark Lord took a seat in his throne.
"Of course, Lucius, for things that you need to know," the Dark Lord said in a scarily-sweet tone.
"I apologize my Lord," he said quickly.
"Can we please start already!?" bursted out the child. The adults chuckled and shook their heads. Bellatrix pulled three vials from her bag and one to the child.
"Drink this." The child quickly downed the bottle, shaking her head at the bitter taste. She repeated this for the other two potions. "These will go into effect tomorrow morning."
"Now, would anybody like to hear the name we have decided on?" the Dark Lord said sarcastically. Bright emerald eyes, filled with excitement, met his cold red ones. "The name is...
Haha I am leaving you hanging. Comment what you think the name will be and how you like the story so far. I will not post the next one for a little while, because I want to see if there is any interest first.