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"She's beautiful, my Lord!" she cried, her face stretched into the biggest smile. Her eyes were crazed as she looked at the girl. The smile was one that others would fear, but the child seemed unfazed, gazing up at the raven-haired witch and trying to grasp one of her dark curls dangling above her.

"Beautiful and powerful," he smirked. "My daughter, Maizelle Mallory Riddle, your future leader!" he announced with a huge smile on his face. Cheers erupted upon his announcement.

"The dark lord a father... who would've thought!?" a man whispered, chuckling.Unfortunately, he hadn't said it quietly enough.

"What's that supposed to mean, Conarall?" Voldemort yelled, rage filling his senses.

"N-nothing, my Lord!" Conarall stuttered as he cowered back in his seat.

"Do you not think I'll be a good father?" Voldemort pushed, his wand held out in front of him.

"N-no! Simply the world would've never seen it coming! Her arrival! The ministry will be so surprised! She'll be the most powerful witch one day! They won't stand a chance against her!" he cried out, sinking further into his seat. He sat there fearing the worst to come when an icy chuckle echoed throughout the room.

"Yes, yes they will!" the dark lord said, and soon others began laughing as well."But they also won't see him coming!" he sneered, his laughter ending and an evil grin taking over. "Matthew Thomas Riddle, my son." All eyes immediately cut to him. "Her second in command."

Behind him, Bellatrix stood with two babies in tow. Their small beady eyes stared straight into the souls of every single Death Eater. All turned away from their gaze and cowered back into their seats.

Only five seemed to be able to hold their gaze:Narcissa Malfoy,Lucius Malfoy,Charles Berkshire,Anna Berkshire,Severus Snape.



































April 26th, 1980

































April 26th, 1980 

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