I am Erinye Midnight.
That is the only reason why you would want to know about me, isn't it?
Yes, of course. If you are fool enough to be here, you are probably evil enough for me to tell you about my life. If you aren't, I would tell you to leave here right now.
My life hasn't exactly been pretty.
Why am I here? Telling my goddamned life story to a gaggle of would-be Aurors? And so politely too...I must be going crazy.
I was born to Acracia Malintentio on a chilly and dark night a long time ago. The date is unimportant. It was approximately twenty years after the Dark Lord's birth.
I do not know who my father is.
Many say that the Dark Lord himself was-...is, my father. I do not know.
He has never spoken of this to me, even though I am in his inner circle. His most prized Death-Eater. Azkaban has no horrors that I would not go through for the Dark Lord.
I attended Durmstrang School. By the end, I knew more than Karkaroff even ever dreamed of knowing. I excelled in Necromancy, Cursing and Mind Control.
It was a speciality of mine, controlling minds without their knowing it. It is a talent that I have used on innumerable occassions.
There is no time for a long drawn out explanation of my life. I grew dissatisfied with Light and turned to the Dark Lord, I grew powerful. The world had previously shunned me, but I could now shun it.
I have killed hundreds, perhaps thousands, driven people to insanity and performed the Unforgivable Curses without mercy. If there was any justice in the world I would be dying a horrible death by now.
Just shows you that there isn't.
I will one day kill Harry Potter. That is a promise I make to the Dark Forces and also my Master.
Evil will always triumph.
Now LEAVE! Have you not heard enough? Acting like a group of Mudbloods!
If you breathe a word of this to anyone...hell will hold no new torture for your soul.
No wait, come closer...yes...
"Obliviate!"
If you hold no memory you cannot speak of it...