Prologue

Death Eaters held me by my arms and I was forced to watch as their buddies raped my mothers and older sister. My father's cruel laughter echoing through out the room. I turned my head to see his shadow. Oh, how I hated him for what he was doing. He who I called father, who didn't act like it at all. He who now watched as his faithful followers who pounded in and out of my mother's and sister's blooded bodies. All of a sudden the painful screams of my family stopped. I turned my head to see that the Death Eaters had stop at what they called fun. My father walked toward then with his wand out, and smirked when he said the Killing Curse. There was a flash of green light that left his wand and hit my mother and sister dead on. Their bodies hit the floor with a sickening thud. I couldn't believe it they were dead how could my father no not father "Voldermort" kill them his own wife and child. Tears of pain and sorrow ran down like diamonds on my pale white cheeks. The Death Eaters that my arms let me go. I fell to my knees and hands, my silvery-white hair falling into my amber-gold eyes. I crawled to their bodies my tears hitting the floor with and bounced one. Voldermort and his followers had left me with their bodies. When I finally let the last diamond fall from my eye there was a "POP". There were about 20 wizards; I think I'm not sure for darkness over came me. When I woke up again I was in a muggle orphanage...