Bellatrix stood there, shaking, her newborn baby daughter cradled in her arms. She knew when her Lord saw the child, it would be killed. She usually hated children, but this was different. Calista wasn't just any child, it was her child. Not only hers, his as well. A child that was never supposed to happen. Lord Voldemort came into the room and everyone bowed their heads. He didn't look at anybody but the child.
"Bellatrix, bring her to me." She hesitated a moment, but quickly brought their child to him. Lord Voldmeort took her in his arms. "Her name?"
"Calista, my lord." Bellatrix bowed her head. Lord Voldemort looked down at the child. They all expected him to pull out his wand, using the death curse. But he did not, he simply stared at Calista. She began to raise her right hand, touching Lord Voldemort's face with it. Many of his followers gasped, most just cringed. Lord Voldemort began to do something unexpected, he smiled and began to laugh.
"Narcissa come foward." She did as she said. "Is she healthy?"
"Yes my lord, very." This made him smile again.
"Beautiful, isn't she?"
"Yes master." Narcissa bowed her head and Voldemort motioned for her to step back. He held the child up for the large room full of followers to see.
"Calista Riddle." Everyone clapped and cheered.
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FanfictionCalista Riddle is the product of one of the most evil love affairs that has ever existed. She is the daughter of Bellatirx Lestrange and Lord Voldemort. With her father setting up an arranged marriage for her, with the man she hates AND having to he...
