Their second shared year on the run brought with it the first winds of change, true change, as Voldemort fully entrenched himself and his new Regime into their world. He kept all the titles, all the Nobles and Ancients, the Wizengamot with its storied histories and lengths, and the Ministry’s Hydra of Subcommittee’s, but now he was on top. Now with a Dark Lady by his side, co-ruler if not lover. The masses all seemed to have resigned themselves to their new fate, all the people of his kingdom more willing to celebrate the things that stayed the same rather than fight for those things they had lost. Life didn’t even change that much, all things considered.