I was born to a gorgeous pure-blood family that was very high in status. I entered Slytherin when I joined Hogwarts, and my sister who followed two years later was placed into Ravenclaw. I was always the top of my classes, and never missed an assignment. I loved potions, it was my favourite subject. People called me a psychopath, but I had the best interest at heart. My emotions could get in the way, and you didn't (and still don't) want to get on my bad side. I always won fights, whether it be through wands or physically beating them. However, I got into a terrible fight with a Gryffindor. (Blasted Gryffindors) who decided to use use a spell that made me bleed to death in my last year of school. I decided to stay within the walls I called home to help other Slytherins and students find their ambitions. But that Gryffindor student: I will find you.