Playing With Potions

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The bitter winter wind howled through Wiltshire on February 13th, 1980 - the night that changed everything. As snow blanketed the grounds of Malfoy Manor, a tiny bundle arrived on its doorstep. Inside was Isabelle, a half-blood witch with secrets woven into her existence. Her brilliant but troubled father, Severus, had no idea she drew breath. Her mother Courtney's final act had been an attempt to place her daughter with her dearest friend Narcissa, but death had claimed her before she could complete this last desperate mission.

It was Dumbledore who brought the infant to the manor that fateful night. Lucius's lip had curled at the thought of raising another's child, particularly one of mixed blood. But Narcissa, already four months pregnant with their son Draco, had taken one look at the tiny girl with eyes like midnight and claimed her as their own. Perhaps it was maternal instinct, or perhaps the bonds of friendship reached beyond the grave - but at that moment, despite her husband's reservations, the Malfoy family grew by a tiny, precious soul.