I look over the Gryffindors, the people I once called my family away from family. They have never been that for me, they never tried to really get to know me. They stood by as Ron abused me, tried to rape me and allienate me. Even now, they look up at me as if I have always been a Slytherin and never part of their house, like I am not betraying them. They are a huge part of the reason I am standing here, slowly breaking inside. I am losing everything that I ever cared about and I need to do it with a smile. I am condemning my soul.