"Well, I suppose it all began before I was born. My family has gone back generations as being pure bloods. They preferred it centuries ago, when Muggles were left to them selves. They liked the idea of having a pure blood leader, one that would make sure that Muggles had nothing to do with our extravagant world. So, centuries ago, they lay in wait for such a leader. Years passed, no leader. Decades passed, no leader. Pure bloods became so obsessive that they started making family trees, so that they knew that, if ever such a leader was to come out of hiding, their family wasn't to get mixed up in what they called, 'mudblood scum that lined the streets'. I was on the Black family tree, along with Regulas. As you see, he has followed in their footsteps. My parents are still on the family tree, although they have less to do with the proper…ways of a Death Eater. It's got nothing to do with simply getting bored of You-Know-Who, they jus didn't want to risk their stinking necks. And now they are both dead, so I am now expected, as the eldest living son, to follow the ways of a Death Eater. And when I ran away from home that was the final straw for my parents. Being chosen for Gryffindor, having muggle-born friends, and then running away. I was blasted off the family tree. And now as you can see, I am wanted by You-Know-Who."