Zehra Evander- no, Lestrange, having just found out she was the daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange and Voldemort, sister to Delphini Riddle, was sitting in a room tied down in a chair by the ministers in the ministry of magic, a smirk playing on her lips, the same smirk as her mother had.

How did this happen exactly? Well, let me tell you.... It started as a nice and normal dinner, sitting at the Slytherin tables near Draco, Blaise and Pansy, until Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley walked up. "Evander, could you do us a favor?" They said and Zehra rolled her eyes. "And why?" "Just give us a smile, Zehra." Hermione said. "Fine whatever." Zehra said and gave them their wanted smile, looking exactly like Bellatrix's smirk, all three looking at her with a frown, walking off deep in discussion. That's when she noticed Draco looking at her with a brow raised, telling her to hold up her wand. As she did so, Harry immediately turned to get a professor to get the ministry. Why? She held her wand exactly like Tom Riddle.

The following day she was taken by Bellatrix and she put the puzzle pieces together. Well, that's that.

The smirk made the ministers frown. "You can do whatever you wish with me, as long as I get one phone call. Deal?" Zehra said and reluctantly they agreed, untying one hand. As soon as she held the phone to her ear, she put on a scared and frightened voice, saying: "Mama! They say I'm a terrorist!" "What?!" Came an outraged voice at the other end of the phone. Bellatrix. "I did nothing wrong but they say I'm on their bad list!" Zehra said. "Prepare! We're coming!" Then she hung up. Zehra smirked once more. "Get ready, dear ministers." She said and all looked at each other before jumping out of the way as the wall was blasted open, there standing Bellatrix and half a dozen of deatheaters, and less than a second later a fight broke out

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