So what if you can see the dark inside of me -- Summer 1977

Hmm... I would have to start doing some digging.  I smiled at my cousin.  "Well, I am rather pleased that you finally made something of yourself, cousin," I said, letting a little bit of my jealousy shine through.  Of course I was jealous!  He was so young!  What did he have that I did not?  If anything, I had more experience and knowledge than he does.  So why was he so special?

Finally made something of myself?  What was that supposed to mean?  I got excellent grades, I was Seeker, I was a Prefect... but of course that meant nothing to Bellatrix.  It hardly meant anything to my family.  All of that was expected of me.  They would be devastated if I did not make Head Boy -- it would be a disappointment on the family name because it was expected of me to just do it.  "Gee, thanks, Bella," I said sarcastically.  "I'm glad none of my other acheivments mean a damn thing."  I stood up and started to walk away from her, letting her know that I was upset with my cousin.