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A/N: This is the edited version of Little Fox! I am so sorry if this has some problems... please pop a review to tell me what you think!

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Bellatrix's POV

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I rubbed my stomach and leaned onto the headboard of my bed with a soft sigh, I guess this isn't so bad; my Lord didn't seem to be angry when I told him.

With a smile, I leaned back and brushed a lock of hair out of my face; closing my eyes I let out a small and breathy laugh. There was a knock on the door and I sat up, my gaze traveling to the doors.

"Bella?" a voice called on the other side of the door. "Bella? It's me, Narcissa. Can I come in?"

"Yeah," I replied, grabbing my wand and I quickly undid the locking charm on the mahogany door. "Good afternoon, Cissy."

"Good afternoon, Bella," she smiled. Her blue eyes glittered in happiness as she slipped into bed with me; her arms wrapped around me and her head rested on my chest. My arms wrapped around her so we were in the position from when we were younger and she had a nightmare.

"What did you want to talk about, Cissy?" I asked.

"I-I'm pregnant, Bella. Lucius and I will have an heir, I just wanted to tell you," she looked up and met my eyes. "He'll be your niece, Bella!"

My eyes widened at the news and I smiled. "That's amazing!"

She smiled back at me, "And you?"

"Uh –I was going to tell you but yes…a daughter," I stammered surprised by her question. A small blush flared up in my pale cheeks and I looked away embarrassed.

"That's amazing news!" Narcissa grinned. "We can raise them together, Bella. Bella?"

"It's just, Rod…he isn't the father," I managed before the tears came.

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1 year later…

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I gently stroked Vulpecula's reddish brown and black hair a smile on my face, she was perfect! Her brown eyes met mine and she reached out tugging on my messy curls. "Vulpecula… I'll be back, my precious. I just need to do something; you'll understand when you grow up under the Dark Lord's rule."

I kissed her forehead and laid her down in the crib watching her eyes droop before closing. With a smile, I turned and walked out of her room to Rodolphus. "Let's go, the faster we do this, the better."

"Crouch!" Rodolphus called. "Ready?"

"Yeah," Barty Crouch Jr. replied. The young Death Eater followed me outside the Lestrange Manor. "Get the information on the Dark Lord and then get out before the Aurors come."

"Pretty much," I shrugged before raising my chin and disapparating. I appeared in the shadows of the Longbottoms' home and looked around; biting my lip, I trailed after Rabastan and Rodolphus. They broke the front door and barged in, spells flew and screams pierced the air before silence fell.

"Where is he?" Rabastan spat. "Speak!"

"We don't know!" Alice sobbed. Her panicked eyes met mine but I looked away trying to hide my fear. I warned you, Ali, please forgive me… Neville will be safe…

"Crucio!" Rabastan growled.

I felt a familiar rush and felt my pupils dilate, in an instant my wand was in my hand and I stepped up to Rabastan throwing my own curses to match his. A mad laugh ripped from my throat as the Longbottoms writhed under my curses, all I could see was red before I blinked and everything was normal again.

"Bella!" Rodolphus was shaking me. "We need to go!"

I whirled around and heard the Aurors, my eyes widened as they broke through the door. Before I could do anything they bound me with invisible ropes and brought me to my knees. A scream built itself in the back of my throat about my daughter, before they could knock me out I closed my eyes and sent a message to Narcissa.

Take care of Vulpecula, I'll be back. I'm sorry, Cissy.

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` Narcissa's POV

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I heard her voice in my mind and froze in horror, No! Bella!

My mouth dried and I sank to my knees, my eyes blurred with tears as her words rang in my ears as if she was talking in my ear. Lucius was there talking but I couldn't hear him, I could feel anything but mind-numbing pain. Bella was gone…

"I need to get Vulpecula," I said through my tears. "Before the Aurors get to her."

Lucius nodded and moved back to allow me space to apparate, I felt the familiar pull before the world turned black. I stumbled forward to the quiet manor and opened the front door, I had to be quick. I ran to Vulpecula's room where she was sleeping and scooped her up. "I'm sorry Bella, for her good, I have to do this."

With that, I disappeared again with a crack to my other sister's home. I knocked on her door, worried she wouldn't answer. When she opened the door she seemed surprised and suspicious. "Narcissa?"

"Please Meda, can you look after Vulpecula?" I begged. "B-Bella was caught, I can't leave her child."

Her brown eyes softened. "Of course, Narcissa, but are you sure?"

"It's better than any other option she has," I managed before handing her the sleeping bundle. "Thank you, Meda."

"Of course, Cissy, I told you I would always be there."

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11 years later…

Vulpecula's POV

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I ran down the stairs, the letter clutched tight in my hands while my black and reddish brown curls flew out behind me. I sprinted into the kitchen where my mum and sister were. "I got my Hogwarts letter!"

My sister, Nymphadora, looked up and grinned, her bubble gum pink hair turning a brighter shade of pink; she was a metamorphamagus and could change her appearance at her will. She was sitting at the dining table her knee bruised most likely from her clumsiness, her wand hovering over the bruise; our mother was cooking breakfast the "muggle" way.

"That's awesome Vulpie!" she grinned, Nymphadora had just finished her years at Hogwarts and was interested in becoming an Auror at the Ministry. Her eyes moved to the letter in my hands, "What House do you think you're going to be in?"

"Um," I tilted my head as I sat down next to her, "Knowing me maybe Ravenclaw or Slytherin."

"Most likely Ravenclaw!" Nymphadora grinned, reaching over to poke my stomach, "You're too smart for your own good!"

"Nymphie!" I giggled. I was the only person able to call her that since she hated her name and she was the only person to call me Vulpie.

"When are we going to Diagon Alley then?" Nymphadora turned to our mom who was plating the eggs, "I can finally get whatever I want!"

"Nymphadora," Andromeda sighed making Nymphie frown, "Don't waste your money, you'll have to work hard for it if you get chosen by Mad-Eye."

"You didn't answer my question," Nymphie grumbled.

"One week, honey," she answered turning around, her brown eyes dancing in amusement as Nymphie made a wolf-like sound at the back of her throat.

I grinned at the thought of Hogwarts and learning to do magic, I would be in the same year as my cousin Draco though we were suppose to ignore them. Aunt Bellatrix was in Azkaban for torturing the Longbottoms into insanity while Aunt Narcissa doesn't talk to us since mum had been disowned by the Black family for marrying our father, a muggle born.

I sat foreword and started eating my eggs. "What do you think my House will be?"

"Ravenclaw," Andromeda answered. "My little bookworm will most definitely be in Ravenclaw."

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1 week later…

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I followed mum and Nymphie as we entered the Leaky Cauldron that had the brick wall leading to Diagon Alley. My brown and gold flecked eyes darted everywhere inside the Leaky Cauldron trying to take it all in, witches and wizards talking and drinking while kids ran around filling the air with a chatter.

I looked at the brick wall as mum drew her wand and tapped four squares, there was a pause then the wall started to fold back on itself with a loud grating sound. After it had pulled back all the way Diagon Alley was visible. I let out a gasp at the bustling street and everyone walking around as Nymphie clapped me on the back with some laughter, it always was a beautiful sight.

"Let's get your robes first then your books," Andromeda smiled as she ushered us along the street smiling to several families who were walking along the streets.

I looked at the different designs at Madam Malkin's while mum waited in line so I could get my robes for Hogwarts. I saw a pale blonde hair boy talking to another boy with messy black hair and emerald eyes, the blonde boy was my cousin, Draco Malfoy. I looked away and closed my eyes letting my special powers reach out to hear their conversation.

"I've heard of him. He's a sort of servant, isn't he?" Draco drawled.

"He's the gamekeeper," the boy answered, clearly irritated.

"Yes, exactly. I heard he's sort of savage –lives in a hut on the school grounds and every now and then he gets drunk, tries to do magic, and ends up setting fire to his bed," Draco replied.

"I think he's brilliant," the boy retorted coldly.

"Do you?" said Draco, a sneer forming on his lips, "Why is he with you? Where are your parents?"

"They're dead," said the boy. At that moment I turned away to my mum beckoning to me; walking to her, I looked at Draco before turning back to her.

"You were doing it weren't you?" Andromeda asked me with her eyebrow rising questionably.

"Yes," I answered coolly, "And I did it without anyone knowing really mum; if it's a gift than I should use it!"

"Yes but I don't want you to get hurt because of it," my mum replied. I understood completely and nodded but tilted my head to Draco and the boy again, a faint smile played on my lips.

"I really don't think they should let the other sort in, do you? They're just not the same, they've never been brought up to know our ways. Some of them have never even heard of Hogwarts until they got their letter, imagine. I think they should keep it to the old wizarding families. What's your surname, anyway?"

Before the boy could answer Madam Malkin finished his robes and it was my turn, I walked up to the steps looking at Draco.

"Cousin?" I said my lips curling.

"Ah, blood traitor Vulpecula," he sneered as the boy walked past him to Hagrid who was waiting outside the shop.

"How are you tormenting another new student?" I asked with a sly smile.

"Fine enough cousin," he answered as his mum, Narcissa, strode up.

"Come, Draco," she said. "Let's get your wand; you don't need to be socializing with these people."

Draco followed sending a haughty glare my way that I stuck my tongue out to. "See you cousin."

Once my robes were done, I was loaded down with the books I needed and Wind Rider was hooting in her cage we went to get my wand. Nymphie was still in the Quidditch shop looking at the new brooms, lost in awe knowing her.

"Ah," Ollivander grinned when we entered his wand shop, "Miss Vulpecula, welcome welcome!"

I smiled as I walked up to the counter, "Hello sir, I wish to get my new wand for Hogwarts."

"Of course, what is your wand arm?" he asked as the magic measuring tapes flew around me.

"Left arm, sir," I answered.

"Of course then, how about this one?" he brought out a brown wand and put it in my hand. It gave a cough and a flower pot exploded, he quickly snatched it back and repaired the flower pot.

"Here try this!"

Nope

"This one should work!"

Not a chance, I nearly killed my mum.

"This?"

A shower of green sparks flew from the end curling around me turning into a snake then turning blue and changing into an eagle that flew up and disappeared with a faint pop.

"A beauty that wand," Ollivander said. "Cherry wood, dragon heartstring core and 18 inches. Good for spells and charms."

"Thank you," I smiled putting my wand in the wand sheath that my mum had bought for me at Madam Malkin's. Then enchanted sheath changed for the wand, I had put my silver knives on the other side. They were enchanted and given to me as a gift from my dad, who works for the Ministry, they could block any spell and deflect them and since I got them I practiced so now I had a deadly aim.

We paid eight galleons for the wand before departing home, me grinning happily while Nymphie followed apparating after us.

I grinned into the mirror showing my slightly pointed canine teeth and tilting my head to the side. I didn't have lycanthropy but special senses along with some animal features, only my teeth looked like a canine or a fox but I had hearing that could go through walls and for about a mile if I focused. I could see in the dark but I still don't know why I have these features, mum always said something about the Black family but I don't know.

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1 week later…

Platform 9 ¾

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I let the people at the Hogwarts Express pack my trunk and returned to Nymphie's side, "I'm so nervous!"

"Don't be! The Weasley twins are still there and Ron is a first-year too!" Nymphie replied.

"I know," I grinned squishing my worry. "Hogwarts beware! I'm coming!"

"Hey, speak of the devil, there they are!" Nymphie waved to the red haired family.

"Ginny!" I called as we walked over. "Good morning Mrs. Weasley."

"Good morning you two," Mrs. Weasley replied. "Is Andromeda with you?"

"No," Nymphie answered. "I got to bring her this time."

There was a scream and the Mrs. Weasley drifted away to investigate since that was the direction that the twins had gone. I turned to Ginny who was looking wistfully at the wand at my belt, "I wish I was going this year."

"You'll go next year!" I smiled. "A year can go by quickly but enjoy yourself before you're loaded with homework!"

"Okay, I guess," she smiled sweeping her red hair out of her hair. "Guess who we saw before we got here?"

"Who?" I asked.

"Harry Potter!" she exclaimed.

"Really?" I asked surprised as the Hogwarts Expressed blew another a whistle. "I better go then, bye Ginny!"

"Bye, Vulpecula!" she called as I walked to the train waving to Nymphie and Ginny, I hopped on and found Ron standing in one of the first-year cars.

"Hey, Ron!" I called.

"Oh ,hi Vulpecula," his face going red, "Want to find a seat?"

"Duh," I smiled as we chose one with a boy.

"Anyone sitting there?" Ron asked pointing to the two seats across from the boy I saw at Diagon Alley, "Everywhere else is full."

We sat down as the twins came in. "Hey Ron, Vulpecula."

"Hello," I smiled.

The ride to Hogwarts was filled with conversations and chocolate frogs, I met Harry Potter and turns out he was also a first-year. Maybe this year will be even more exciting than I thought…