"I was a fantastic seeker," he corrected, smiling to himself. They had been in the same year and Slytherin was a team to beat. He never bothered trying for the pros. He might have made it, probably at least a reserve player. That wasn't the kind of life he wanted. He wanted to make a name for himself and now maybe he could.
Being a Death Eater had it's perks but he missed having an identity. He thought that was one of the whole points. It seemed they were intent on keeping them a little army however.
"Why treat players like shit? I want you to do well. I want you to stay on. The more the team grows together the better for everyone involved."