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The new regime was swift to take over after Voldemort's triumph, but there was a period of adjustment for everyone. Even for the victors. After the fighting, he seemed as his soul has reached a form of peace. There were rules put in place and as she was one the top lieutenants, Bellatrix was given the role of caretaker. Not something she was expecting, but a part of her had wanted to reconcile with the other side of her family. Her niece, Bellatrix was going to be in her care.
How she felt about that, she was not entirely sure. She was told all the proper arrangements were in place before she was there to collect Tonks. She was walking down the hallway of the holding building, her heels clicking on the stone tiles. After unlocking the door, she glanced about the room, surprised to see the familiar young woman. But she was not dressed in any way she remembered. Every bit of her looked like an oversized little girl.
"Tonks? Is that you? I didn't expect them to be done with you so soon."
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