A Bellamort Tale

Part 19

Arriving in Bellatrix' room, Voldemort laid her softly down on her bed and kissed her cheek.

"Stay," he whispered. "Rest!"

"B-But Del..." Bella tried to be interrupted.

"I'll go and get her. I've missed her while I was gone. I've missed you both." He muttered and walked over to the ancient cradle, many Black descendants had slept in, picking up the baby girl who had just opened her almost black eyes and seemed to look at her father.

"Hello, my little girl. Did you miss your daddy? Because I have missed your mum and you very much. And even though I'll have to leave again soon to find a very powerful wand, the most powerful of all, I will spend some time with both of you before I must depart. Now let me take you to your mum, you certainly are very hungry. And you also don't smell very pleasantly." He narrated with a quiet and soft voice while carrying her to the bed.

Bellatrix had watched him in awe, as she had done from the very first moment he had held her in his arms. Now she smiled at her child, while asking him mockingly and at the same time hoping he would not get angry again.

"My lord, I am in shock. The greatest wizard of all times doesn't know the simplest spells? Like changing a full diaper and cleaning her little butt?" She then looked at her daughter who grinned at the sound of her mother's voice. "Your dad truly is the greatest wizard who ever lived. And he surely doesn't have to take care of those things. Not when it's so easy for me to do them instead. There are a few spells that women can handle a lot better. Especially once we've had children. It's a hormonal thing. Wizards just don't produce the right amount of hormones to get it right. But you, my sweet child, will have all the power and all the abilities the noble houses of Black and Gaunt can gift you."

The dark lord had watched her interact and sat down to speak to her.

"She likes to listen to you, Bella. She never smiles like that when she hears me. Don't get scared, I am not angry, I am just observing. Do you remember the experiments I was thinking of when we were in Godrick's Hollow? I think it's time for the first. If you agree to help me with it."

"Of course, my lord. Maybe with that I can make it up a little bit for today's big mistake. What is it, I'll have to do?" Bella rambled, hoping to get him to be kind to her again.

He knew what she tried to do, of course he knew. And he enjoyed her desperate attempts quite a bit. But to his own surprise he had already forgiven her. There were others he would punish more. And he needed to figure out why those children would carry a fake sword with them. Did they hope to make some exchange with the real one? But the sword of Gryffindor was locked up securely in the Lestrange's vault at Gringotts.

But for now he tried to focus on his family, the one he had never thought he could have. With a soft expression he watched the witch undress their daughter, then stopped her by demanding.

"Just tell me the bloody spell. I can do that too. I won't let some stupid old woman's tale come in between me and my reputation."

Laughing she did and he tried it while making the same gesture with his hand as the witch had shown.

"You knew that would happen, right?" Voldemort grumbled when the diaper flew up into the air and fell with the nasty side onto the front of his robe. He cleaned the mess quickly by saying.

"Tergeo!"

"You're lucky, my heart. When I tried that one for the first time it landed directly on my face. And please don't ask what my dear mother had fed Cissy. It was disgusting. I never again asked her if I was allowed to clean my little sister up. I think at that moment I decided to not have children of my own. But right now I am very glad I did in the end. Thank you, my lord, for giving me the chance to become a mother despite my age." Bella told him.

He grinned when she spoke about the diaper landing on her face, then just listened to the rest of her story while trying to figure out how to wipe the baby's behind with magic instead of using his hands. But out of nowhere he thought back to his youth in the orphanage and that he had often received changing the babies' and toddlers' nappies as a punishment, So he simply summoned some paper towels, a washing cloth and a regular but especially soft towel and did it like a muggle would do.

Bellatrix gasped, as she watched him.

"My lord, can you even imagine how very much I wished to be functioning normally again?" She said hoarsely.

"I have no idea what you mean, Bella."

"Oh!" She gasped, having no idea how to explain it without feeling very flustered. "It's about the time after giving birth. The discharge and the still a little sore and bruised lady parts. Cissy said it can take up to eight weeks until I am allowed to do certain things again, yet seeing you so devoted to your child that you use your hands, makes me want you a lot!"