Chapter 16 When Lightning Strikes

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After leaving James Potter standing stunned in the hallway with his nephew, Severus walked purposefully in the direction that the healer had gone with James's lifeless child. Once he found the man in the morgue that was down in the basement of the hospital, he walked in catching the healer off guard. "Hey, you aren't allowed to be-," started the healer as he got to his feet.

Severus wiped the healer's memory and changed it to suit his needs, before the man could finish his sentence. He then looked over the papers that the healer was filling out and changed them so that they would state that the mother of the dead infant was in fact his sister, and that the father was unknown. He then walked over to the small table where the infant was laying as cold as the grave, and looked down at the child with tears in his eyes, before leaving the room, shaking his head sadly.

When he returned to Eden's room she was laying on her side with her back to the door sobbing. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his arms to comfort her. "There's no turning back now, Eden. I've changed the birth and death records of the baby's and altered the minds of the healers and medi-witches and wizards that attended you and Lilly. Potter is a git, but I know that he and Lilly will never stop loving little Harry. I'll take you home when the healer releases you," he said as he wiped the tears from her eyes and kissed her forehead tenderly.

For the next month after the birth and supposed death of her son, Eden was deep in a state of depression. She was so depressed that she ignored a summons from her father completely. Severus opened the door early that morning to find a very angry Dark Lord on his front step. "Is your sister so weak from the birth of my grandchild that she finds it hard to even send a message with you?" asked the Dark Lord as he stormed passed Severus and into the house.

Before the Dark Lord could get to the stairs that would take him up to Eden's room, Severus placed an unsure hand on the older wizard's shoulder. Voldemort turned and glared at the younger man over his shoulder. "Forgive me my Lord, but Eden has been out of sorts since the birth of the child. Unfortunately there was a complication with the infant's heart and he died shortly after being born," said Severus sadly.

"That is most regretful. I would have liked to see the child grow up," said Voldemort softly. "In that case I shall give her more time to grieve over the loss. You may inform her that I stopped by, and let her know that I expect to see her during the next meeting," said Voldemort as he left the house slamming the door behind him.

In truth Eden had stopped crying over her son long ago, because she knew that he was safe. She now started to see her father for the monster that he truly was, and it frightened her. She accompanied her brother to the next death eater meeting as requested by her father, and showed no sign of emotion as he wrapped her in his embrace.

"My Princess, I'm sorry for your loss of the baby, but you are young and there is still time for you to marry and have others if you so desire said Voldemort in a soothing tone. Anyway, we must take care of a bit of business now," said Voldemort as he placed Eden's hand into the crook of his arm and led her into the dining room where all of the other death eaters were waiting.

A year later, Severus was in the Hog's Head Pub when he overheard the prophecy spoke by Trelawney to Dumbledore. As he headed home he thought over the prophecy and the more that he thought on it the more worried he became. Some baby boy was to be the down fall of Voldemort and would most likely die in the process.

Eden was in the room when he made his report to the Dark Lord, and the shock on her face was almost too much for him to stand. She had been silent through the whole thing. Even Voldemort had noticed it, and commented on her speechlessness. "Eden, it's been a year, since the death of your child. Perhaps you should consider getting over it, and moving on," he said in a cold tone.

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