The figure appeared out of nowhere. As he stepped out of the dark alleyway, he tucked the bundle of blankets deeper into the crook of his right arm. He reached into his cloak and withdrew what looked like a piece of wood to most, but others knew the stick he had withdrawn was a wand.

He cast a glamour over himself and the little baby girl in his arm, hiding her trademark white blonde hair and her normal facial structure- the girl now had brown hair.

Damian Zabini now had brown hair to his shoulders. He looked at the child once more before turning and walking down the dark cobblestone street towards the place he never wanted to have to go. The place he was heading toward was an orphanage.

He swiftly walked up the few steps leading to the front door and placed his only goddaughter on the doorstep. He gently kissed her forehead and took out two letters- one to the parents and the other to the child herself.

"Goodbye Ezalie Licissa Malfoy. We will miss you," the man sniffed with tears streaming down his face. He knew that it wasn't proper for a pureblood to cry but he didn't care. He thought that the pureblood rules were stupid and he wouldn't ever follow them.

He rang the doorbell and apparated across the street, where he saw a kind looking woman open the door and pick up Ezalie and before walking back inside. With that in mind, he apparated back to Malfoy Manor.

The man, had apparated into the foyer. He turned and walked down a hallway leading towards the sitting room. He opened the door leading into the room and strode through. As he looked around the room, he noticed two extra people: Severus Snape and Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore- The only other people who knew that the Malfoy and the Zabini's were spies for the Order.

Damian Zabini paused and looked around the room at all the faces before stopping on two. Two people who wouldn't ever know the person who would mean the world to them in the future.

He had stopped on Draco and Blaise. They were laying side by side- in a crib that was meant to fit three. They slept soundly, not knowing that someone was missing. He walked accross the room and stopped at the edge of the crib.

Finally, Narcissa heasitantly broke the silence.

"Did you do it? Did you take her t-there?" She asked, her voice breaking on the last word.

"Yes," was all he could say in reply.

As he said it, Lucius broke down- he was crying. Everyone was shocked. This was the first time anyone in this room had ever seen him cry. Narcissa soon joined shed a tear for the young Ezalie that would never know her family.

Eventually Albus spoke up.
"Will you ever be able to find her?" he asked.

"No. We left a letter for her to find us, but the Glamour Damian cast should never wear off- it can only be taken off by the caster." Narcissa spoke quietly.