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Authors Note: In my story Bellatrix LeStrange and Narcissa Malfoy are not related. Sirius Black is alive as well as his name cleared and Hermione and the boys are in their 6th year making them 16.

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Prologue

The grounds of Riddle Manor were silent apart from the rain pattering on the glass windows and the quite whispers of the 10 people hidden within the bushes.

"Alright, Potter's and Weasley's, you four are going straight to the objective then coming back here to apparate back to HQ. Lupin, Tonks, Black, you three are going to defend them and make sure they, and the target, get out safely. Caroth, Kagoul and I will deal with the Death Eaters the most," ordered the gruff voice of Alistair 'Mad-Eye' Moody.

"Okay, we all know the plan. But can you please stop referring to it as an objective or target. It is a baby. SHE is a baby," replied Mrs Lily Potter, "don't look at me like that. Just because her parents happen to be the Dark Lord and Bellatrix LeStrange doesn't mean she, herself, will be like them."

"I agree with Lily, don't you Arthur? The twins are nothing like us and neither are Percy, Charlie or Bill and Ron's just too young. But we are still their parents. You-Know-Who and psycho bitch are always going to be that little girls biological parents but if she is raised by someone else then she will be fine," agreed one Molly Weasley.

"Well if you are all ready then can we go? I don't think the guys in black are going to be eating all night," suggested Sirius Black. With that the smallish group made their way into the three story building.

For the first two levels they could hear the five Death Eaters that had been left to guard the baby talking in the kitchen. However, as they started checking the third floor for the staircase that lead to the attic nursery all five men came running up to the corridor the intruders were on, shouting;

"The baby," and "We have to protect the Princess." As the Death Eaters turned onto the corridor while firing out spells, James Potter found the much wanted set of stairs and dragged his wife and friends up the steep staircase.

The two married couples could hear the shouting of curses, cries of pain and the flashes of coloured light from various wands. On the landing was one singular, polished black door with fancy silver writing that spelt out the words 'Elizabeth Rose Destiny Riddle's Room'. Arthur Weasley gripped the rose shaped handle and turned it, opening the door and letting it swing wide.

The nursery was a large room that had floor to ceiling windows, a play pen, toy boxes, a range of baby toys, a large wardrobe, a small table with chairs, a double bed, three book cases and right in the middle of the pink, purple and cream room was the baby's cradle. The four people also found Scarlett Caroth – Jaidean Caroth's baby sister who was 20 years old (Jaidean was 32) – sitting on the chair next to the crib, fast asleep. They walked over to the crib slowly and quietly to look at the baby to find big doe cinnamon eyes staring back. The baby's curly brown locks, just an inch or two long, framed an angelic face with rosy cheeks and long, thick eyelashes. The little girl was holding up a platinum bracelet – with emeralds and diamonds in a celtic pattern – in her tiny, delicate hands as if she was trying to give it to them.

Molly Weasley picked up the little child while Lily got some soft blankets to bundle her up in. They decided that Lily would be the one to carry the child and the other three would protect them. They ran down the stairs shooting off stunning spells and grabbed hold of the others, dragging the rest of their friends out of the house while still sending defensive spells at their enemies. As soon as they reached the boundaries they apparated straight to Hogwarts and quickly made their way to the hospital wing as Millicent Kagoul was bleeding out and Moody was missing his right leg.

When the Dark Lord and Bellatrix had returned they had gone straight up stairs to see their daughter only to find that not just was the third floor corridor covered with blood, burns and five stunned/ critically injured Death Eater bodies, but also their precious child was gone.

Voldemort lost it. He crucioed all of this followers apart from his baby's mother, destroyed every room in the manor except from Elizabeth's nursery and burned down the entire garden. All the while, Bellatrix locked her self in the nursery, sat in the corner of the room with her knees to her chest and rocking while she clutched her little Lizzie's favourite teddy and crying.

It had been a month since Elizabeth Riddle had been living with the Potters and she had, surprisingly, been a very good, very quiet baby compared to Lily's own son, Harry. They had all also noticed that she was exceedingly smart and tended to seem like she understood, to a degree, what was happening around her. Sometimes the married couple would go check up on both the children to find the little girl stood up holding the cribs bars and looking out the window at the stars with tears silently trickling down her rosy cheeks and glistening in her brown orbs.

Since they had removed her from her parents, Voldemort had been becoming more and more aggressive and repeatedly attacking the homes of aurors, trying to find his heir. He was getting even more unpredictable and it was scarring all of the Order of Phoenix members so they decided to move the little girl to a muggle family who were unable to get pregnant and was aware of the situation.

The day they moved her was the first day she had properly made any noise. As she was passed over to the muggle she let out an ear-splitting scream while kicking, hitting and wriggling to get out of the strange man's arms. It had taken three hours to calm her down when she had finally fallen asleep in the woman's arms.

Two weeks had past since Elizabeth had moved in with the muggle couple. It was Halloween night and Voldemort had found out that the last people to have his daughter was non-other then the Potters. He had killed James the second he had seen him then went up stairs after the mother and son. The stupid people thought he was after the boy, and yes he knew the old bag had made a prophecy on the two of them but all he cared about was his missing little girl.

After 20 minutes of arguing with Lily Potter, just before killing her, she finally gave up the location of his precious Elizabeth.

"Surely you understand, Mrs Potter, how important she is to me. She is MY baby. What if I was to take little Harry? How would you feel? Just tell me where my little girl is and I'll give you an unbreakable oath that not only will you and your son live but those who you have given her to will live long, healthy lives. If you don't I will kill him. I swear to Merlin I will kill your son if you not let me have my daughter back. TELL ME!" Voldemort roared while raising his wand at the small boy in the red-heads arms. "AVADA…"

"Muggles. She's with a muggle family. She is with the…" Lily cried. At the same time they both spoke.

Voldemort finished the spell,

"…KEDAVA!",

and as she turned to be in the line of fire, Lily whispered the name of Elizabeth's knew family,

"Grangers."