It had been years since she last used the old tent she shared with the boys during their horcrux hunt. Perhaps it had been sentimental to take it back from the nameless Snatcher who claimed it the night they were all caught and she had her first experience with the Cruciatus Curse, but she didn't care. As soon as she heard rumors that the cretin was bragging about owning it, she confronted him. By then, she was a favorite of the Dark Lord and had proven herself dangerous. Not wishing to make an influential enemy, he handed it over without a struggle.