As days passed, Voldemort had sent out multiple Death Eaters to find new ones, though they hadn't done very good and returned with just one person, you.

Everyone sat around the giant table, Voldemort was sat at the head of the ta le with Bellatrix next to him. Voldemrot stared at the newcomer and spoke after a short while, his voice cold and sharp.

“... Why do you want to become a death eater?..”

He asked and kept his eyes on you, whilst others at the table glanced around at one another, then to you.