I have met someone who does not fear me.
It is disconcerting.
His name is Albus Dumbledore, and he also has abilities beyond everyone else I've met. They are not as magnificent as mine; however, he teaches at a school that specializes in educating students with similar powers.
He makes it very clear that the tactics I use to survive, as well as for entertainment, will "not be tolerated". The stealing, the lying, the terrorism I inflict on others must stop, he informs me.
This is but a small concern, for I have always been talented at covering my tracks.
Less than three months after that, I am in Hogwarts, the school Dumbledore had told me of. My ability is called magic, and the entire castle practically pulses with all the magic and power it contains. I have been Sorted into Slytherin, one of the four Houses that Hogwarts is separated into, and by far the best one. Salazar Slytherin, I find with research, is my ancestor – I am his last living descendent. His ideals appeal to me greatly. Only true magical beings should be able to learn and practice magic. Everything and everyone else must be eradicated; I knew that to be truth. Especially the disgusting Muggles I had grown up with. I vow to myself as I continue to research that this will become a reality, under my reign.
In class, I stay quiet most of the time, but it becomes apparent to most of my professors how intelligent I am; delighted to have me in their class, my teachers often use my work as an example. As I learn quickly how to navigate the system, I discover that I have a natural charisma that draws people in and I use it to the best of my advantage.
Only one person is not taken in by my persona as the years go on; the person who, on one muggy day in the summer, told me the truth about my powers, and who, unfortunately, that same day, saw the truth about me. I tread carefully, as Dumbledore always keeps a watchful eye, and my schemes remain under the radar. Every other teacher is wrapped around my finger, and I gather tidbits of information over the years on how best to bring about the standards of my brilliant ancestor.
I will be better than him, though.
Because I will succeed.