By luck I got to keep this journal. Yes journal... not diary. I'm not that type of girl who keeps and pours all of her feeling into one little book. My name is Obsidian and a few hours ago I was free, healthy and didn't smell like garbage. Why do I smell you ask? Well a few hours in a Auror prison does that to you, and yes I know the questions are just wanting to spill out of your mouths so I'll explain. Since Voldemorts fall the Death Eaters have scattered around Britain and the Aurors are on the lookout for them. Since I fall under the category "Death Eater" I knew I was screwed. Yes I am a Death Eater, don't get your balls in a knot, I only killed a couple of people and I only did it because Belletrix was giving me the evil eye behind my back. I only joined because they were offering good coin and since I was broke I took the offer. Anyway, after I heard the news about the Aurors upping their game I took off. Bad decision, they found me. I was half asleep when they attacked and no surprise I got locked up and was awaiting trial.