His cloak was covered in dew as he stood across from Bellatrix Malfoy. there, right beside him, was a small carriage that held a little child. His child.
" you must take her! you have to! Bellatrix, swear to me on your life that you will protect her with all your might!" He shouted.
Bellatrix sighed, then bowed down to her beloved.
" I promise, My Lord." she said, looking upward. Her eyes were tear stained, but she knew that this was her job. To look after the young infant that was only a few weeks old.
" You swear on your life?" he asked, twirling his wand.
" Yes, Lord Voldemort."
Bellatrix shook nervously. She didn't know what to say next.