After some time passed I found out what was wrong with me, or what made me different in a not so awesome way(that sounds nicer).
I am the Heir of Slytherin. My father is Voldemort. I always thought I was a twin, but no. When I was a baby my mother gave me to her sister to raise. It just so happened that Annie and I looked the same, we did really share a birthday.
I couldn't believe it. Some how Dumbledore known and told Profeccer Mcgonnagal not to send me a letter in hopes of keeping my father way from me.
The only other kids that known were Annie and Alindy. They promised not to tell.
"You three have bin acting weird." Parvati asked
"No, nothings weird with us." I lied.
A few days later I couldn't hide it anymore. I blurted it out to Padma and Parvati and they just stared at me. I was DIFFERENT from every one else.
"How can this be? You're so nice, kind, and not evil." Padma said this quietly so no one would hear.