The Black Rose

There was a time when Bellatrix Lestrange was still Bellatrix Black. There was a time when madness was not her defining feature. There was a time when she was a student just like everyone else. But that was a long time ago. Now she is simply a shadow of her former self, rotting in prison. Now she is one of the many prisoners that I must keep locked away from the world. What would have happened if she had never been like this, I wonder.
Sincerely,
Ama Star
Warden

Prologue
Black Expectations
Sorting Out The Blacks
Black Lies & Fights
Intermission