The begining of any good story

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It was a dark and stormy night, while there was chaos outside Azkaban prison there was even more chaos inside. In the dark and cold hallways there were echoes of screaming while nurses and doctors were running around. The prison Guard's were trying the calm the other prisoners because they were getting wild up from hearing the screams coming from the end of the hallway.

"breath in-out, in-out" A nurse the prison got  from St. Mungo's said to Bellatrix's as her child was crowning. Throughout the birth Bellatrix was thinking on how her son would grow up. He would live with her in the prison of corse,by her side at all times learning how to be wicked inside and out. At this thought she smiled and laughed looking forward to the future making the doctors and nurses look at her getting goosebumps and shivers.

Bellatrix gave one more push in till she herd the crying of her baby boy. " let me hold my son" Bellatrix said unpatiently at the doctor who is cleaning him up. "what is his name?" the nurse asked while handing the boy to his mother. Once Bellatrix held her son for the first time she adored him, he had dirty blond hair and blue eyes nothing like her or his father. Although She already can tell he's going to be a looker like Tom was when he was younger. " Thuban, Thuban Lesath Riddle" Bellatrix answered the nurse while smiling at the beautiful baby boy In front of her.

The doctors and nurses left Bellatrix with her son while they went to take to the person In charge of the prison.Once left alone in the cold and hunting room Thuban started crying in her arms "Don't worry Thuban momma's here, I'll protect you, teach you, and tell you wonderful story's of your father, his marvelous plan for the world and how everyone feared him." Bellatrix said soothingly to her son.

"You will do great things to and finish what your father started destroying Harry Potter and everyone he loves." Bellatrix laughed evilly " in all due time my son, in all due time."

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