The Curious case of Corvus Lestrange.

Why, How and What, are the few words that has plagued Corvus's mind for a years. Yes, his supposed mother is hot, his father is not, he is in a castle, and a strange looking creature tends to his needs, that suspicousely looks like a house-elf. He is sure he is in a Harry Potter Universe or some Fantasy England based Story, but judging from the decorum of the house he cannot be sure. But everything becomes clear when he was 3 years old, his mother excitedly asked him to ready to meet their lord. Who could the Lord be, he even is not sure which year this is? He is not allowed to leave his room, his parents meet him may be once a week. Anyways he dressed up and went to doom and gloom drawing room. there he say a man, pale, red eyes, sitting in the chair, where generally, his grandfather sits.
" Here comes my son, Corvus Marvolo Lestrange." said Mother in a delightful tone.
Red eyes curiously glanced over him and with a raised brow the main said, " Marvolo huh, hmmm, you may address me as My Lord little Corvus".
"Yes My Lord" said Corvus nervousely.
" No need to be nervous, let me introduce myself, I am Lord Voldemort, it should be your pleasure it meet you".
At this moment, everything become quite clear to Corvus. He quickly thought of a response.
" It is my Lord, but I do not know what pleasure means". replied Corvus in a respectfull tone.
The Dark Lord laughed, with him, all the people in room laughed as well.
" Take your son away Bella, we have much to discuss", said Dark Lord in an amusing tone.

As Corvus was taken away to his room, thousands of thoughts started ramaging through is head. The Prominent one is " Why the fuck do they have to give him the Marvolo middle Name ? Isn't that asking for trouble? "

And he knew that future he was comtemplating about all these years became much much more complicated.
How did I end up here? Why at this time? What should I do? WHAT, HOW, WHY the FUCK????!!!!