It was a strange thing, to live so cut-off from the world as they’d known it. The Dark Lord didn’t allow them to see his newspapers, and there was not even a radio in the manor to glean any current outside events from. It was as though they lived in a realm of its own with a tiny population, where the only things that mattered were what happened inside—leading Neville to often wonder why Malfoy bothered at all with keeping such tight control and influence on the world outside the manor if he spent so much time here within his own realm.