Before I begin my story, I think you should know a little bit about my family and my life before I was taken.
First, I come from a long line of purebloods, the Dornys. Many people around here aren't familiar with my family because hundreds of years ago, my ancestors moved from Great Britain to America. My family moved around the country, looking for purebloods to become a part of the family. Everyone in the family was expected to marry a pureblood and no one has ever broken that tradition. In fact, I have aunts, uncles and cousins who still live in America.
My Grandparents lived in a small town in the state of Michigan before moving here. They moved here so they could be closer to Hogwarts, where they wanted my father to attend school. My mother was two years behind my father. During the Dark Lord's first reign, they were both still in school and were too young to really have understood how bad it really was. While my family agreed with many of the things the Dark Lord did, they didn't like the extreme measures he took. They didn't join Dumbledore's side either. Very few people knew who they were, so they were able to stay out of it. The second time around, however; we weren't so lucky.
I was born on August 5th, 1981. I'd like to think that I had a normal childhood, but perhaps I didn't. My parents weren't extremely rich but since I was an only child they spent all of their extra money on me. I usually got what ever I wanted as long as it wasn't too expensive. My mother was a healer at St. Mungo's and my father was a manager at a small bookstore in Diagon Alley.
At the age of 11, I went to Hogwarts. I wasn't sure what house I would be in, but most of my family had been in Slytherin, although there had been a few that were in Ravenclaw. I didn't really care where I ended up as long as I had friends in that particular house. I was sorted into Slytherin but didn't really get along well with the girls in my dormitory. There was one girl, Samantha, who I got along with pretty well, but she didn't talk to me much because she didn't want to upset the other girls. Ironically enough, most of the people that I made friends with were in Ravenclaw. However, I hoped to find someone, anyone in Slytherin that I could be with when I was in my common room. I guess I ended up getting that eventually but not in the way that I expected.
In my third year, the Triwizard Tournament was held at Hogwarts. After the third task, Harry Potter returned from wherever he was, claiming that the Dark Lord had returned. At the end of my fourth year, the Ministry discovered that Potter and Dumbledore had been telling the truth all along. Not long after that, the school year ended and I went home for, what I expected to be, a normal summer. I was definitely wrong about that.
Less than a week after school ended, my life changed forever.
