You are Voldemort's youngest child, and your older brother Mattheo, along with his friends Draco, Enzo, Pansy, and Theo, are already Death Eaters. They know it's too late for them, but they appreciate the joy and warmth you still possess—qualities your father is intent on extinguishing. To Voldemort, kindness and love are nothing but weaknesses, stumbling blocks on the path to power.

"My dear child, what do you want to be when you grow up?" Voldemort asks one night. You know your true answer won't please him, but you give it anyway.

"I want to be kind, Father."

You watch as his gaze trails over to Bellatrix, his most faithful and loyal follower. “Aww,” she says, a mimicking pout playing on her lips. "Wrong answer, puppet," she taunts you.

Mattheo pleads with Voldemort. "Father, she's only 14..."

"Almost double the age I was when I learned that kindness does not have its place in my world," Voldemort replies coldly, giving a nod to Bellatrix. Without warning, she delightfully uses the Cruciatus Curse on you. You writhe and scream, begging for it to stop.

"Isn't that enough?!" Draco speaks up.

Pansy turns to Theo, who places his arm around her, unable to bear your cries. Enzo clenches his fists, knowing he can't stop what's happening.

"That's enough," Mattheo demands. Bellatrix looks to Voldemort, who gives a subtle nod. She stops, and you try to catch your breath through your tears. Voldemort squats down to eye level with you, gripping your hair and pulling your head back to look him in the eye.

"Let's try this again, my child. What do you want to be when you grow up?"