1981 was the year Voldemort attacked the wizarding world. This is also when we realized that my father was a double agent, loyal to Lord Voldemort and the Death Eaters. He tells us to this day that he did not want to be a Death Eater, and that he felt forced to join them. Early October 1981, he was commisioned by Voldemort to recruit his wife. My mother, being the strong woman she is, refused. Unfortunatley, my father could not take no as an answer. So after tons of arguing, my father calls in another Death Eater, Fenrir Greyback. Greyback is a wearwolf, and he does not care about anyone at all. So he happily murdered my mother while my father watched. This definetly broke him. he decided to continue raising me and my brothers in our small magical town in Canada until I started at Hogwarts in 1991. 

My father sent us all to Hogwarts because he thinks that's the best wizarding school in the world. He could be right though. When Orion started in 1986, he would apparate him there and back, same with Thomas. But finally when I started, he felt ready to leave the house my mother once roamed. We got a cute little house in Falmouth, England. This is where we continue to live until I leave Hogwarts.