"𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚎. 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝙸 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞"

'Lestrange'. Quite fitting, a band of lost souls estranged from love, happiness and home. An extended branch of the sacred 28, blood as pure as can be found in the wizarding world- yet nothing pure can be found within such a tainted bloodline. Oh how they wished they could become estranged from their family, whatever that word may mean. What if Bellatrix Black and Rodolphus Lestrange had children? Would they be souls destined to be lost forever-stuck on an endless path of misery and longing- or is there a chance that no soul is truly lost, it only needs to be found and given a home to stay.