She laid on top of the couch covered in blankets with her eyes closed tightly and her jaw clenched. This wasn't the first time he'd reached out to torment her personally. Perhaps Malfoy had returned to their master and informed him that she was still unwilling to come back into the fold. The wizard she swore she would serve for the rest of her life wasn't going to give up on her so easily. Why else would he send his best tracker?