Even when I was a little girl, I was ever wanting. I would steal toys from my younger and more stupid cousins and friends. I bought a muggle piggy bank, charming it so that whatever went in could be taken out by no one but me. When that one filled, I got another. And another. At Hogwarts, my bed was always covered in books about success in the magical world, and my bedside table held a drawer full of the things I had swiped from my classmates
I wanted more, more, more.
My father encouraged it, of course, even if he didn't know that this is what would become of me. He always told me to reach for the stars, to be determined. Take what you get, give nothing back, Luc. You'll be minister one day, or do something important.
Uncle George and his prideful daughter poke fun, telling me that I'm a mini- Percy.
I was always the favorite of my father. He reprimanded poor squat little Molly (who took after neither of my parents, by the way. When I spoke to her, on the rare occasion I did, I had wondered if my mother had ever had a relationship with Neville Longbottom) on her lack of moral fortitude. He praised me for my slim figure, my nimble fingers, my ever-calculating mind.
But it doesn't take thoughts to want.
I have no thoughts, and I have no beliefs, so I take and I take and I take until even the Earth bleeds. I want men, money, power; everything there is to take even though my thirst can never slake.
What about magic you ask?
Possessions are my magic, they fill the void inside and they sustain my life. I have no use for your spirituality, morality, and things I can not see. If it can't be counted, measured, or weighed than it has no use to me.
However, if I could, I would take that away as well.
If I could I would even steal the very grace of magic.
I would rip apart people's hearts just to fill my own.
Yet even with all I have I am still cursed for I am Greed and no measure is enough for me.
Never shall I rest, for my mind is constantly torn.
Never shall I be content, because I always desire more.
I am Greed and never will I be free from me.
