Bright

Prologue

A man with long, platinum blonde hair and icy blue eyes walks frantically through his manor to find his wife. There was just news that the Dark Lord was gone. Defeated by a one year old boy named Harry Potter. The Dark Lord was virtually reduced to nothing. This was a good thing for the Platinum haired family, but would bring terror to the girl that was currently in their sitting room, playing with their son.

Lucius Malfoy was never one to harbor soft spots, but he held onto three of them. One for Narcissa, one for Draco, and one for her. The black haired beauty that held blocks in her hand, banging them against the ground with all her might. The one that got along with his son, and befriended him at such a young age. The one that belonged to the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord has a child. One that possesses enough power to kill her own father. Lucius had never seen a power quite like hers. Normally, children's magic doesn't surface until around age seven. But when did the Dark Lord ever play by the rules. Knowing her father, Lucius would be an imbecile to think that The Dark Lord's child would not possess magic at the ripe age of one and a half.

Lucius arrived at the sitting room to see his beautiful wife, Narcissa, on the ground with the two children. She gave a tentative smile to her son, and the girl with the jet black hair. Narcissa glanced upwards to see Lucius in the doorway of the sitting room looking forlorn. She got up from her place in between the playing children and went to comfort her husband.

"What's wrong, Lucius?"

"The Dark Lord... he's dead." Lucius said distraught. Hearing this sentence brought about a lack of direction for the Malfoy's. Especially in regards to the Dark Lord's daughter. Were they to take care of her? Surely it would come at no expense to the two adults both financially and emotionally. It would be good for their son to have someone else around. Someone he could bond with. The main issue was telling her. Ever since her birth, the Dark Lord was ever present in her life. She couldn't comprehend a life without her father. But now, she would be given no choice.

Her mother died during childbirth, so it was second nature to only have one parent. To have only her father to coddle her at night when she would cry.

Now, she would have to go through a grim future of feeling prolonged abandonment from her father. Like hell if Lucius wasn't going to be a father figure to her. There was one thing he did know, and that was that he and Narcissa would love the girl with all they could. She would want for nothing. But despite that, they both knew that they wouldn't be enough for her. They could never fill the gaping hole that would soon be in her heart when she realised her father wouldn't be returning any time soon. They knew that there would always be a giant hole in her heart that only the Dark Lord could fill.

Lucius looked over Narcissa's worried figure to see the beautiful girl set her gaze on Lucius. She had the most enchanting blue eyes. Her eyes were truly a spectacle. In her future, she would definitely be someone you couldn't look away from.

"Lucy!" the girl called out.

The girl was very advanced. Of course, when your father is Tom Riddle, you are going to be quite advanced.

The beautiful baby waddled over to Lucius, who was very receptive of her open arms.

"How are you my bright star?"

The girl said nothing, she just hugged Lucius tighter. He gave her a gentle squeeze, and as he did this, he felt a tug at his leg. His charming son, Draco, had wrapped himself onto his leg, desiring a hug from his father. He handed the girl to Narcissa so he could reach down and coddle his son.

"And how are you my dragon?"

"Good!" Draco said, and he babbled a bit more. Lucius and Narcissa stood in that doorway for a long while, holding the two children in their arms. They occasionally switched off so that Draco could get equal times with both parents, as he always had. The girl was just content with being held, she didn't care by whom.

Eventually, the two children fell asleep in the parents arms, and the parents whisked them off to bed. Narcissa tucked the two children in and gave them each a kiss on their forehead, Lucius following close behind.

From that moment, Lucius and Narcissa agreed to take care of the girl, and protect her as if she was their own. Their own little star.

Their Eltanin.