(NOT FINISHED) Curiosity Mirrored the Black Bird.

Seven.

The scroll began vibrating in my hands, what seemed like thousand year old magical enchantments came flooding out of the parchment. I held onto the moving paper tightly and fell back behind the crowd that was piling into Snape's classroom.

As Severus and Light were conversing, I brought the scroll to my face and slowly began to open it.

"Land of the father, unknowingly infiltrated, you will give your daughter. Voice of the ancient, willingly voiced, you will speak for your master. Touch of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will return to your foe,"

The scroll burst into flames, my eyes rolled back and my arms fell to my sides. I couldn't feel my body touching the floor. My entire body was on fire, slowly turning numb.

                                                               ---------Snape----------

Zeusius stopped mid sentence and flew from my classroom out into the hallway where Amortia was. I followed close behind, knowing the connection between a familiar and master. Zeusius landed right in front of a floating, immobilized body that was turning pale. Her veins were becoming more visible through the pale skin.

"She's been cursed, Severus," Zeusius yelped, panic striking his voice. "I shouldn't have let her take the scroll,"

I stood there shocked, knowing the aura around the curse was intentional. "Relax I'll get it figured out. For now I need you to watch over those bafoons and stay distracted. She needs you,"

I took my wand out and pressed it to Amortia's wrist, entering her foggy mind. It was a disaster, no clear thought or presence was found. It was a curse that I had never seen before, I had no idea of the origins, it was old magic. It was taking over the body and mind of a helpless girl.

Slowly I could feel her pulling away into another dimension, it felt like the beginning of an apperation. I pulled my wand away and held tightly onto her arm and went along with her into the tight suction tube.

As we fell out of the sky, I held her body in my arms, she was completely limp. Her face was pale and her eyelids and lips were purple. I looked into the distance at the all too familiar household that belongs to The Malfoy's.

My dark mark had began to ache and burn on my wrist, pulling me into the mansion. I passed through the gate with Amortia in my arms. It was a beautiful, tall, marble mansion that seemed to reach the sky. There were peacocks strutting around the front courtyard as I entered the two doors.

"Severus," A menacing voice broke through the walls of the home "Welcome, I was expecting you,"

"My lord," I spoke loudly into the empty room, hearing crashing and banging from distraught home owners. "You summoned us?,"

"Yes Severus," The snake whispered "Bring her to me,"

I hesitantly took a step towards the opened door that the voice was coming through. My walk was steady and slow until I came to the door frame.

"Severus, bring her to me. You know what I wish for," Voldemort growled, lifting his wand and pointing it towards Amortia's limp body and sending her flying into the near by chair.

"But- My lord. You've poisoned her veins, it will be best to wait until she gains consciousness," I strode into the room and stood over the chair her body was tossed into lazily.

"Severus, I caution you. I have done this for many years," He sneered, pointing his wand at me. "Crucio," 

                                                                      -----------Amortia-----------

I was stuck in my own painful, tortured mind. I could feel everything and hear everything, but I could not see.

My entire left arm was engulfed in flames, I felt my veins burst and bleed through my skin. I couldn't scream, I was held down by my own mind. I felt such a heavy weight on my arm, beating, pulling, stabbing.

I opened my eyes to a pale, cloaked figure kneeled in front of me, his wand branding my arm.