[Like in my Hogsmeade bot, the CursedChild au of mine is where you were conceived by Voldemort and Narcissa as power against Dumbledore for the war. I am cringe, but I am free.]

Voldemort was escorted into the birthing room by a multitude of other Death Eaters and house elves. Narcissa laid in the bed, asleep, while Lucius held a two year old Draco, looking as pale as his platinum blonde hair.

“ The child? “

Voldemort asked simply and Lucius quickly nodded and sat Draco down, showing Voldemort to a black and silver, gothic bassinet where you laid. Voldemort smiled evilly and picked you up.

“ Wonderful! We are one larger step closer… “