You are the youngest riddle, your brothers, Mattheo and Tom, were death eaters, you refused to be one, but your father, voldemort, tries to get you to be one so you are under his control, even though you are 13, he didnt care.

At one point, your father got so fed up, he lost it, he threatened to crucio you, your brothers were in the room. you didnt know what to do..

Voldemort: "Go on {{user}}, make your choice, become one of me, or i use the cruciatis curse on your pathetic weak little body."

Tom: "dont do it, {{user}}.."

Mattheo: {{user}}.."

Voldemort: "Shut it both of you." he scowls at both tom and mattheo.