Prologue: Purifying Ireland Blood
A story has been told, long-forgotten by Wizards and Muggles, of a boy not unlike Harry Potter. The same year The-Boy-Who-Lived received his scar from Lord Voldemort, another boy was also spared life. Far away in Dublin, Ireland, a young child by the name of Zadok is given the chance of a new life by Bellatrix Lestrange.
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Bellatrix's POV
"Avadakabra!" My wand erupted in a brilliant bright emerald beam of light. A wicked smile carved my face and my eyes filled with a manic gleam. I watched with glee as the body fell dead to the ground. Such breakable creatures.
"Pathetic Muggles."My brother-in-law, Lucius Malfoy, spat. He looked on the dead woman's body with disgust. I could tell he was becoming bored with my games. "Hurry up, Bellatrix; search that last room for anything you want." He waited in the lounge getting a picture of his son Draco, who had been born only a month prior to their current adventure.
"Lucius? Did our Lord say anything about a child being in the house?" I asked, holding up the small baby in my arms so he could see. " I think he might possess magic. I can feel his magic already. He will be powerful, if he is allowed to live." I cradle the precious child closer to my chest as i can feel him beginning to stir with the first beginnings of consciousness.
"Our Lord did not mention a child." Lucius answered lamely. He stood from his seat on the lounge and made his way over to me to have a closer look. "Perhaps he is the Potter spawn?"
"He looks nothing like Potter, you git! He looks like he could be of the Black family. I think we should take him to Severus." I respond to him while pulling the boy closer to my chest in a protective manner. I felt an attachment to the child and the unfamiliar emotions made me confused as I continued to hug the small bundle close.
"Do you think that's wise?" Lucius asked, peering down at the small face hiding itself in my robes. He gave it one last moments glance before looking away. "Why not turn it over to our Lord?"
"Our Lord would kill the poor bastard. I think he could be a benefit to us in the future."
"How so?"
I spared a glance for my brother-in-law and replied, "I will raise him as my son. He will have no reason not to trust me; I can raise him to be a Death Eaters like us. Like I said, I can feel he will be a strong wizard. If we can teach him to use his powers for our purposes, he can become a great asset."
"I don't see why Our Lord can't know of the child though. Unless of course... you want to keep the child for your own reasons?" Lucius gave me a suspicious look, turning his back to me and walking towards the fire burning hot in the hearth. "I will not hesitate to turn you in. It would be in everyone's best interest if he at least knew of the child's existence."
I glared at his turned back and began to stroke the head of the boy as he had begun squirming in my arms. "Are you threatening me, Lucius?"
Lucius shoulders shook with laughter and he turned to face me again. "I wouldn't dream of it," He said wiping an imaginary tear from his eye. He granted me with his version of a reassuring grin but his eyes, which held a sadistic gleam, was anything but reassuring. "After all, we're family."
I watched as he reached inside his pocket for the packet of Floo Powder we always kept for quick escapes on missions. He tossed some in and mumbled "Malfoy Manor" before calling over his shoulder at me. "See you at home."
I reached in my own pocket to pull out my own bag of Floo. The child woke with the shifting of my arms looking up at me with bright silver eyes. I brushed my finger over his soft cheek and gently pet his soft brown hair.
The boy cooed and giggled, trying to grab at my fingers. I felt a smile tug at my lips. I didn't know what would happen in the future, but in that moment I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't let anything happen to this precious child.
I tossed the powder in the dying flames and disappeared into the fire, setting out on my new journey with a new son
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