I then did a copy spell to copy all the papers I found. This might be important. I then took the copies and put back the originals. I looked around a little bit more. But I couldn't look any longer because I saw the door opening. I just stood there like a deer in headlights. I then the door swung open. Standing there is Bellatrix, Voldemort, Narissa, Lucius, Peter, and some other death eaters.
"May I help you?" I asked them. I looked at them confused. But it was an act.
"Have you been in here the whole time?" Bellatrix asked me.
"Not the whole time. I went looking around the halls. But most of the time I was in here. Why?" I asked her.
"No reason." She said.
"Okay. Just wondering. When is dinner?" I asked.
"Uhm..." Bellatrix looking to Narissa.
"Soon." She said.
"Okay. Thanks." I said. Then they left. I waited for a few minutes to bring the papers back out to look at them. I looked at the papers until I came across a letter. It was from Lucius. It was address to Voldemort. I read the letter,
Dear My Lord,
Bellatrix has just gave birth to a baby girl. My lord she seems to be very powerful. She has your talents. I fear that she might be more powerful then you my lord. Bellatrix, wants you to name her.
Sincerely,
Lucius
So I maybe more powerful then Voldemort. Are you kidding me? How is that possible? I was looking at the other papers. Most of them were just random junk. But it might be important and help the order. I then found more letters. I read some.
Most of the letters are Voldemort wrote to death eaters. They really didn't help me. But they will help the Order. I just want answers about me and my past. I want to know what I can do.
I then found the letter that Voldemort responds to Lucius the day I was born. I really don't know if I want to read it. But I want answers. These letters not giving me answers. I then looked at it and started to read it,
Lucius,
Of course she is powerful. She is my daughter. Her name will be...
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Fanfiction*I don't own anything in Harry Potter. I only own the plot. COMPLETE* I always thought I was who I was post to be. But after one event. I was not the same person I thought I was. I feel like my world is falling apart. No one is going to look at me t...
