People talk about innocence lost. Pure bullshit. You never stole my innocence. I had no innocence to lose in the first place.
My first words were "Mother", "Father" and "Mudblood". Not some sweet little "Mama!" or "Daddy!" Just what a Malfoy was expected to say.
At four I received my first slap for getting up from the table before my father was done eating.
When I was eight years of age I saw a man beg for his life, tears running down his cheeks, for the sake of his wife and his children and his life. A moment after a green light filled the room, pouring out the windows. I think you know what I'm talking about.
At twelve I could perform the Cruciatus curse better than most fully grown dark wizards.
By thirteen I had lost my virginity to a Raenclaw to convince them to join our side.
Fourteen: I was a working Death Eater; I had killed countless people, muggles, Mudbloods, and witches and wizards alike. I had done terrible things, to please a Lord that could never be satisfied.
So. You think you took something from me? I had nothing to give.