Sorrow fills me as I softly close the diary. How heartbreaking it must have been to hide your whole family from one wretched man. Granted he did have a large following, death eaters included, therefore you never knew who to trust truly. To be underground with little provisions and constantly on alert to run, sounds so utterly horrid. Though really, I can relate to some of that from when we were out Horcrux hunting, and I didn’t have a baby I had to factor in like her.