A/N: I know that in the book Narcissa and Bellatrix are sisters and both Blacks, but this is an AU story, sorta, and so in this they are not sisters as it would mess up the track I wan this story to take, so remember they are only friends, Bellatrix is a Black but Narcissa isn't. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters mentioned from Harry Potter, no matter how much I wish I did! I do own Surreal though.

Surreal Occurrences

~Prologue

Within the depths of the dungeons piercing screams could be heard echoing throughout the halls of Malfoy Manor.

Narcissa Malfoy was attending to her friend, Bellatrix, as she suffered through her labor. The ministry's aurors had upped the search for Death Eaters since the abrupt defeat of Voldemort, which posed a great threat to Bellatrix being on the aurors "Most Wanted" list along with her husband Rodolphous, and the Malfoys. So it was they found themselves in hiding when Bellatrix went into labor.

The defeat of Voldemort had taken a heavy toll on Bellatrix, as not only was Voldemort her entire life, he was the father of her child. The identity of the father was somewhat secret, having only her husband and the Malfoys know, so that the child would not be killed or hunted for.

"Push Bella, you're almost there," Narcissa whispered to her as she had yet another contraction.

"Get this thing, out . . . of . . . ME!" Bella screamed as she endured her final contraction. Afterward tiny wails could be heard below her.

Narcissa came to her with a small baby girl wrapped up in soft green cloths. "Isn't she adorable, look she has your hair too" she said as she pointed out the dark black tresses marking the top of the baby's head.

As she handed the little girl over to Bella the petite baby opened her eyes for the first time, looking up from under her lids to show her mother two shining emeralds. "Yes my hair, but she has her father's eyes."

Narcissa leaned against the bed watching her friend gaze down at her child, "So what's the name to be given to this princess?"

"Surreal, Surreal Cissa Black" she said without hesitation, "you like it I think I fits her, although it will have to be Black, can't have her carrying the name Riddle, her father would hate that. And well Cissa you're my most trusted friend, we make a great pair, she would do good to follow in our footsteps."

"That she would."

It was only two weeks later that Bellatrix and her husband were found and placed in Azkaban, leaving little Surreal alone. Her mother's friends and allies the Malfoys were unable to care for her as they themselves being under close watch by aurors at all times, for the suspicion of Death Eater activity.

Instead Surreal was placed in foster care for the next eleven years of her life, not knowing her true parents or any family. She was treated horribly by the foster workers and the other children, and felt truly alone until the day she had an unexpected visit.