Prompt #2 - Family [Private]
Family is one of those luxuries that I haven't been able to have. I grew up as an orphan in the muggle part of London, knowing that my mother was dead and falsely believing that my father would be looking for me if he knew I existed. But as it always turns out with such things, that these were just the delusions of a young child yearning for affection.
I've thrown all those pathetic desires away. My father turned out a disgusting, stuck up muggle who would have nothing to do with magic and the supposed evil it brought to him. He probably was just embarrassed to have been seen with someone like my mother, especially considering what she was like. Her and her family were trapped in poverty, lived in utter horrid conditions because they squandered their money, leaving me only the title of being the heir of Slytherin and the gift of speaking parseltongue. Well, there is also the locket that my mother pawned and the ring that I stole from my uncle, but they were not given to me.
But I disown all of them like they have disowned me. I am truly without any family ties and not even my Death Eaters are my family despite my saying so in the past. That is only an illusion to them to keep them close to me after all.