The Last Lestrange
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Have you ever wondered why Bellatrix went psycho? She wasn't always like that. Or where her hatred for Sirius came from? Well I'm Sky, and I'm here to tell you. Bellatrix Lestrange is my mom. Aunt Cissy and I (besides the Dark Lord) are the only people my mom cares about. I don't know who my father is, mom nor Aunt Cissy will talk about him.
I'm starting my fourth year at Hogwarts as a new student. I lived in the states most of my life, but now I need to move back.
Let's see how many heads I'll turn ;)
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