Lady of Flowers (Fred Weasley)

Intro

Persephone looked at the little bundle in her arms and couldn't help but smile at her beautiful little girl. Her and Hades were finally blessed with their own child. She cradled her little girl into her arms and swore on the river styx that she would do anything to keep her safe from all who should harm her.

"It's time, my love," Hades voice cut through her thoughts.

"I know but are you sure this is the only way?" Persephone asked her husband, still looking at their child.

"You know if we keep her here, Zeus will stop at nothing to make sure the prophecy about her never comes foreseen," Hades said making his way to stand besides his wife and to look at their little girl.

"Born from death a child blooms with the power to unbalance the different worlds which they hold a connection to. New beginnings to be brought forth either in peace or destruction," Persephone recited the words of the prophecy.

Hades ran a hand through his hair black hair and sighed, "Hecate is here to take her."

Persephone glared up at her husband as a tear slipped down her face before looking back at the bundle in her arms, "Mommy loves you so much my little Anthea never forget that. It doesn't matter how far away I am, I will always be their for you when you need me most. You are going to do great things." With that Persephone kissed Anthea on her forehead before handing her child to Hades.

"You are my heir the Princess of the Underworld, never let anyone treat you as any less. Your mother and I have never been as happy as we were then when we found out you were to be born. I love you and you will return home one day that I promise you my dear," Hades whispered to Anthea as he made his way over to Hecate giving her one last kiss to the forehead before giving her to the goddess.

"If anything happens to her, I swear on the river styx you will regret it," Hades practically growled at the goddess as she held his child.

"Don't fret my dear Hades, she shall be safe from the dangers Zeus might inflict. He has no power in the wizarding world of my blessed," Hecate rolled her eyes at his antics and ignored the threat.

"I already have a family in mind to take her in, that will love and care for her. Until it is time for her to return to the underworld, of course."

Hades sneered before looking at his daughter for the last time before the goddess disappeared with his child in her arms. And with that Hades broke falling to his knee's and bowing his head in despair longing for his daughter to be home.

Persephone moved towards her husband knowing they had to get through this together or it all would have been useless if they fell apart completely before their daughter could return to them. She crouched down on the floor moving her arms so they were around Hades holding him close to her chest.

"Our daughter will come home to us," Persephone whispered the promise to Hades and more to herself. It was going to be the only thing to get them through this.

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Narcissa Malfoy gasped when she saw wooden cradle in the middle of the drawing room in the morning. Slowly walking up to the cradle she saw a beautiful babe wrapped in a forest green blanket. As she looked closely at the wooden cradle she noticed the mark of Lady Magic.

"Dobby," Narcissa gasped covering her mouth.

Their was a pop when Dobby appeared, "Yes, mistress."

"Go get Lucius now," she told the house elf and he popped away.

She moved closer to the babe debating for a second before picking it up in her arms. It was then when she noticed a name stitched into the fabric of the baby blanket. "Anthea," she whispered.

"What's wrong?" Lucius asked from behind her with concern.

As she turned around he noticed the babe in her arms and knitted his brows together, wondering where his wife had gotten a child.

"Lady magic blessed us with a child finally," Narcissa smiled at her husband before turning her attention back to the babe in her arms.

"Are you sure?" Lucius asked in disbelief as he made his way over to his wife.

"You can see for yourself, look at her cradle and you see the mark of Lady Magic," Narcissa nodded toward the cradle.

Lucius examined the cradle and when he saw the marking for him self a small hint of a smile formed on his lips.

"What is their name?" He asked his wife stepping towards her.

"Her name is Anthea, Anthea Malfoy," she spoke with such confidence their was no questioning if this child was going to stay with them or not.

"Very well, I shall write Gringotts right away to start the blood adoption ritual. So there will be not question on who Anthea belongs to," Lucius says before leaving his wife and now child to go owl the goblins.

"You will carry the great names of Malfoy and Black with you every step of your life my dear. People will listen to what you have to say and you will set the standards that the sheep will follow Anthea Malfoy," Narcissa whispered to her daughter who slept peacefully in her arms.