A cloaked figure glided into Malfoy Manor cradling an infant with surprising gentleness and knocked on the polished brass door, the sound rippling through the darkness. Narcissa greeted the silhouette with narrowed eyes that clouded the fear lurking within them. "Sissy," a cold voice pierced through the sky, "Do me a favor and take care of our Nova." Before she could protest, Bellatrix had disappeared back into the shadows. This baby would soon become a very powerful witch. The Chosen Girl. She will make a big difference and leave her mark on the Wizarding World. In a good way or a bad way, that will be entirely up to her.
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