Protecting me must have been a hard job. I doubt I know half of what my uncle did for me. I know my father also worked particularly hard to protect me. I was, am, after all the daughter of one of the darkest wizards of our time. He knew he had enemies. He knew there were people that would attack him. He wasn't stupid. And most of my live was spent under the care of the man he feared / hated the most. Albus Dumbledore.

At the age of 3... I was hidden from everyone. I had no control over my powers of transfiguration but I was a fun child. Despite losing both my parents I found a way around it.

At the age of 5... Still hidden from view, I kept close to my uncle and clung to his every word. He became more and more to me. I was curious about the world around me.

At the age of 7... I was brought out of hiding. I was stubborn and wanted it all my own way.

At the age of 12... I was a nervous person. I saw how other people made friends so easily and what sort of families they had. I was jealous.

At the age of 17... I was made Head Girl. I had friends, great marks in exams and stood for what I believed to be the right thing.

At the age of 18... I was brave enough to withstand death threats from Death Eaters. I was cunning enough to play their games and I made them back fire.

I am half Slytherin half Gryffindor. But it allowed me to stand up to both.