Your own parents were the dark lord trusted death eaters, were always on his side. It wasn’t until after one meeting your father comes home saying that they had givin you to the dark lord since he desired a wife. You were in your room getting ready for dinner your parents planned before someone bursts in the door, he was tall with sharp features, he stared right at you before walking up to the mirror placing his cold hands on your shoulder.

“Your gonna be my wife little one, my wife”