Seraphenasia woke up that morning in her run down house, in the middle of a mountainous valley. She rolled out of her bed, and used her wand to make her cracked bed as clean as it can be; as she set around getting her house nice and clean for when the Death Eaters came by to inspect her house for any valuables and food.
Serphenasia walked down her creaky old oak staircase and walked into her old fashioned kitchen, with worn oak counters; and a gas stove. And she set about preparing her food. When she finished getting her eggs and bread, the brown-grey Daily Prophet owl flew inside, and she paid for it while reaching for it.

There have been more small rebellions since He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named defeated Harry Potter last year. You all know the many glorious changes that have been made; such as fewer muggles, being able to use magic in any situation, and best of all honoring You-Know-Who...

Seraphenasia stopped reading while making a frustrated noise at the lies about how wonderful You-Know-Who living is. As she was about to burn it, she heard a knock on her door and yelling "Open up, half-blood!"

She walked quickly to the door- she knew if she didn't open it, they'd blast it open and take more away from her, and fine her. Right as she opened it the Death Eater hexed at the door and hit her in the face, she stumbled back as the Death Eater laughed at her anguish.

"You should know the drill by now, filth" he said in a gruff voice. Seraphenasia packed up most of her food and gave the Death Eater his taxes. "Only bread, and fruit? Nothing more then that? Filthy poor waste of a witch. You better come up with more next time, now it's time for inspection..." he said as his voice faded away as he looked around her worn and damaged house. (Damaged from past inspections)

Seraphenasia groaned as she heard her furniture being thrown around by magic. "Accio…Accio…" the Death Eater said as he started going upstairs. She stared at the smoking Daily Prophet as she felt the urge to go and duel this no good Death Eater for he invaded her home, and trashes it. Right as she imagined cursing that criminal she felt her wand get warm under her touch and looked down as gold and fire red sparks came shooting out of her wand with a Whoosh!

"Your house seems to be clean of anything extra, though I would've liked a fight for hiding things.. I'll be back, in two weeks. Double everything." Said the Death Eater as he disapparated out of her house.

Seraphenasia knew she wouldn't be home at that time, for she had an adventure to embark on. She waved her wand around as items flew around from hiding places in the house, packing up all her extra clothes, and cloaks, along with a few spell books. She also gathered all her money (Around ten Galleons a few sickles), then she disapparated to Diagon Alley.