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"Master?"

"Yes, Bellatrix?" Voldemort turned away from the muggle newspaper he was perusing. He wouldn't ordinarily read the muggle news, he felt it was far beneath him. However, he knew Dumbledore would often look through the newspapers of the underlings, and anything that Dumbledore did in his lifetime was something Voldemort could repeat in his at the chance of getting a slight advantage.

"I would like to ask you something."

Voldemort nodded. Bellatrix closed the door and he stood up and walked towards her. He caressed her cheek and then lifted her face to his. He had meant to kiss her, but she pulled away.

"I'm serious. I have to ask you something."

He was disgruntled at her behavior, but Voldemort let Bellatrix continue.

"Why are you making me get rid of our child?"

Voldemort was taken aback that she would question his ideas. "We don't have time for it," he hastily replied, but that was far from the truth. He was a coward, and dared not tell his most faithful Death Eater his true reason for not keeping the child. He would never let her know that he had muggle blood running through his veins, that he feared that any child of his might show that weakness. He would never admit that there was a possibility any child of his wouldn't show any magical potential.

"Bidelia?" James approached Bidelia where she sat by the lake.

She looked up from the Potions essay she was writing. She smiled when she saw it was him. "Hey, what's up?"

"I think I know who your parents were. Or at least who your mom was." James looked rather grim about this topic.

Bidelia was far from grim. "Who is it? Who was she? Does she look like me? Was she famous? Rich? Beautiful?" She overflowed with questions.

"I don't know if I want to show you this," James answered, regretting that he even brought up the topic.

"No, tell me!" Bidelia insisted.

Without a word, James held out a scrap of an old Daily Prophet. Bidelia took it out of his hands and gasped.