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The war was over but the aftermath was just beginning to show. With the whole ministry collapsed, the situation was quite dire. And it happened 5 weeks after the war that the news of Voldemort's daughter spread. With magic marking them as kin, how will Hariel Potter save the child and herself? Add in mass panic and hysteria among the people, they end up moving to another dimension. Now with the key of Uzushio in hand and death in human personification as a family member, how will they change the new home they have found for themselves?

CHAPTER 1: FOUND

Hariel Potter (age 17)

It wasn't something that Hariel had expected even a year back, but right now staring at the curious eyes of the child she felt her heartbreak. She wanted to laugh until she started crying and then keep crying.

It wasn't even 5 weeks since the battle of Hogwarts and here she was sitting in the manor of a high-level death eater with a fucking apocalypse surviving safe room with a child. A child with red eyes and a letter specifically locked to her blood and a fucking will (that was registered with Gringotts and ministry, and airtight with pureblood rules so it had to be followed)

"We didn't have an iota of expectation that something like this would happen." Kingsley explained patting her shoulder "and never would have expected the 'will' be what he-who-not- be- named left." he tried to be his usual supportive self. She was reeling with the roll of parchment held in her hand, she hadn't opened it to read the content but she was still in shock. Voldemort had a child and in case of his death, the child would be in her custody as she was the nearest blood relative he had found to be worthy.

Not only did he do that but in his 'will' he had left everything to her.

Every bit of research, every copy of books he owned, every treasure he hoarded, every scrap of knowledge he bought, stole, made; it was hers now. She laughed hysterically as she sat down on the ground near where the crib was kept, the child rolling over curiously to look at her through the bars. She looked around the room and Kingsley explained that it was a raid when they found the room and he had called for her as soon he got the paternity test result.

But that meant….. That meant that it was probably all over the news, the child would be lynched if she ever showed her face to the public, the child will never have a simple life if she stayed in Britain. Hariel put her head between her knees as she tried to breathe through her emotions as she shuddered to even think of what would happen if the location of the child slipped in the media. She already knew what the reaction of the masses was going to be. It was going to be a mutiny with the call of blood.

Her magic stir at her wild emotions, nudging her questioningly and then went probing at the little child lying in the crib and then began excitedly writhing and bubbling. She carefully reeled it back into her core, only leaving a slight layer of protection over the child, whose magic happily burbled back and twisted around hers. 'It'll be strong' she thought with a sigh as mother magic had already decided them as kin.

She wasn't emotionally stable for this, but could she leave a child who was already kin to her? Could her conscience let her walk away from a child in need? Could she let magic mark her as a betrayer to the kin?

Haah no she wouldn't leave the kid here. Fuck it all, she already had Teddy and now she will have this child as hers as well.

"I'm taking her in Kings, process whatever papers you want that will get this done smoothly. I want the process to be so air-tight that no one will be able to hurt this child in any way. Send me the papers to be signed when they are ready." She willed her magic loose and called it forth with the intent of declaration and intoned "She will be named heiress Lestrange and Peverell immediately, so I say so mote it be" the decision was so easy, it loosened something in her chest when she picked the child and smiled at her softly.

"So you say so it will be" Kingsley sealed the declaration with his own magic.

And that's how Hariel Fayette Potter ended up adopting Delphini Riddle now known as Delphini Lestrange-Peverell.

Also cross-posted on AO3