They're here again.

The death eaters, that is, are walking into Malfoy Manor, my home, to torture another muggleborn, whom they are dragging towards the front door. For what? I've no clue, my sister might, you should ask her, she's the expert on these things.

I'm currently standing in our entry, looking out at the rough gang coming in. They're all dressed in black and have fierce looks on their faces, no...not fierce, but scary.

I close the curtain quickly and exit the entry to a sitting room where I can listen to them come in without being seen.

"Put him in that spare bedroom on the second floor." I recognise the voice of my husband, Lucius Malfoy as he gives orders to the others.

"Lucius," it's my sister, Bellatrix Lestrange who is speaking now, "are you sure about that room? The neighbours can see right through the windows, wouldn't it be more sensible to do it there?"

I hear footsteps. "Yes, Lucius, the sitting room." Rodolphus, my brother-in-law says. But, I'm in the siting room!

"Fine."

I start to panic and look around for a place to hide when I remember the secret passage I'd had installed without Lucius' knowledge. Creeping over to a bookshelf I pull out a copy of "Mudbloods and Why They Are Ruining Us". Gears start to tick and a large portion of the wall swings open for me and I enter.

It's dark inside and smells like dirt, this is where I go when I need to get away, since I'm a Black, everyone knows who I am, so public places are never a good idea when I want peace and quiet. I slump down on the dusty floor and listen carefully for them.

Just a few seconds later, they enter the sitting room and I hear a muffled grunt and the loud thud of a body hitting the floor. "Please, Lucius, we grew up together! You can't do this!"

"I can, and I will. Crucio!"

There is a sudden cry of agony and the sound of someone writhing about, then silence. I can feel hot tears rolling down my cheeks. Lucius hadn't always been so mean, when I first fell in love with him he wouldn't hurt a fly, but now...

"Stop!" Lucius says. There comes a rustling of clothing.

"What?!" Bellatrix has clearly just been stopped from performing her own curse, her voice sounds impatient.

"Do you hear that?"

"I think I do! Is someone comi-"

"Run! Next floor! Take the mudblood with!"

The sound of clambering follows and they are gone.

I hoist myself up and peer out from behind the door. No one. They must have thought someone was coming in the house.

In the corner of the room, by a grand piano, something is glinting in the morning light. I step out from my hiding place and pick it up. Some sort of muggle device, I think.

I turn it over in my hand. Large, clumsy, white thing. Why would he be carrying this? It has numbers on small boxes that protrude from one side. I poke one and it makes a loud *BEEP!*.

After looking around to make sure no one had heard the silly noise I go back to staring at it. What could this possible be good for?

I'm being stupid. It's just some muggle garbage, but I still can't help but be curious...

I'll go to the Ministry of Magic tomorrow to ask an expert. Looking at it isn't getting me anywhere. They'll know what it is.