There had been days in her life when she was every bit as cruel as Antonin. Worse, even. She had more than a few times surpassed her teacher in her own depravity. It had been intoxicating to be cruel and violent. She had known there was Darkness in her from a young age. Not to the extent that she discovered under her husband's tutelage, of course, but still there nonetheless. As a weird girl living amongst Muggles and not understanding what it was that made her so different from the other children, she'd been ostracized, ridiculed, left out of just about everything.