They said that I was one of the luckiest men in the world. I was well-educated, I was mentored, I had friends and a complete family, I was respected, and I was rich. I was lucky from the moment I was born. I had it all, and people were jealous. My life was perfect.

Until it wasn't.

I don't feel as fortunate these days. I've been pondering lately that maybe I wasn't so lucky in the first place. I grew up in a time of war in this world. The Dark Lord, who started the war, was the one to whom my spineless father pledged loyalty. My father desired respect from others and security to maintain his position of power. Despite not joining my father in his journey to become a Death Eater, my loving and forgiving mother remained by his side and did everything within her power to keep our family and myself safe.

Like my father, I'd been yearning for respect as well as authority for years. My parents' point of view was the one from which I was taught. I was raised to believe that my family was superior to everyone else and that this was how they perceived the wizarding world.

It seems like our lives are hanging by a thread, despite everything they have done to attempt to make life comfortable and ideal. A group of teenagers my age and the Order of Phoenix defeated the coward shortly after he was unsuccessful in fulfilling his mission of obtaining the prophecy for the Dark Lord at the Ministry of Magic. It cost us our lives and the reputation of our family, because of his avarice and his need for recognition from the Dark Lord. I was given an impossible task to complete because of his ineptness. One where morals would have to be violated.

As soon as I was assigned this mission, I was prepared to violate that same moral code and take out my frustration on my idiotic father. I no longer hold the same level of admiration for him as I once did.

I have to do this. I need to save my mother and the man she loves. She loves him too much for me to not have to save him too, even if I wanted to save her only.

I have no choice. I have less than a year to accomplish this. If not, our lives will be taken by the Dark Lord otherwise. As it turns out, neither he nor I enjoy being let down.

All I need to do is make sure that nothing will get in the way of my way.