It was the last day of my fifth year at Hogwarts. Harry Potter had defeated Voldemort about five months before. I was sitting on the couch in the Slytherin common room. People were bustling around all through the room. I was sitting alone because Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy were busy packing. Or so I had thought. I looked over to a table on the other side of the room. Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy were sitting there talking and laughing with one of the other Slytherins. I wasn't surprised though. They only hang out with me because my father is a very powerful Death Eater. He had threatened their parents that he would kill their entire family if their kids weren't friends with me. That was why I had any friends at all. No one actually liked me. They're all just scared of my father.