(NOT FINISHED) Curiosity Mirrored the Black Bird.

Chapter Ten

      I stood there cradling my wrist, my eyes holding nothing in them but hatred for the man in front of me. I could feel the ink slither around my wrist, exactly like the snake it is.

      "You knew this was going to happen." I snapped, tears threatening to fall again. I felt my heart crumple into a million pieces as the wordless potions master stood in front of me.

      "Please let me explain," Severus begged again, his hand reached out towards me. I took a step back and mustered all the hatred  I could into my face without my magic blowing up the place "You need to listen."

      Standing here I couldn't help but somehow feeling sympathy for the man. At this moment I could see the world swimming in his eyes, threatening to fall apart. There was so much loss on his face that it nearly made me forget about what was happening until my wrist began to burn.

     "Listen to you?" I scoffed, sneering, small sparks sprinkling out of my nose. "You have ruined my life, every word you've said has ripped me apart, every breath you've taken, was taken from me, too scared to breathe the same air as you. I am done living for you." I began to sob out, my hands gripping my hair. I felt my sanity being chipped away.

      I felt my energy being sucked away the angrier I got, the mark I had began to wriggle in my wrist, flaming and fanning my emotions.

      "I couldn't stop him. He would of killed us both." He explained, drawing his arm away from me. "I tried so hard for so many years to convince him not you. I never would have thought it would happen."

      "I'd rather be dead then have this mark. I'd rather be dead instead of being a traitor like you." I retorted, I wanted every one of my words to stab him like a knife. "My whole life you've treated me like I was a dog that had half a brain. If I have to live the life my mother did, I will never forgive you."

     Severus took a step back, like a curse had exploded in his chest, stumbling on my words. His arms were by his side and his head hung to the floor. The potions master had for once run out of words, so I turned away, marching my way out of his private chambers. On the way out I grabbed a hanging coat to cover my arms despite it landing at my knees, drenched in Snapes scent. As I walked out the door, Filch came rushing towards me, heading to Severus' door and peering in while I opened it.

      "Professor," Filch's hoarse voice barked. "The Inquisitorial Squad has successfully been put together to catch unauthorized students around the corridor,"

      The words coming from that room turned more into a whisper as I walked away from the dungeons, heading toward the Gryffindor tower. It felt months since I was in my room, sitting comfortably in my four poster. I felt so tainted and every moment I spent walking around Hogwarts, I betrayed my friends even more.

      Apparently it really had been months since I've been to Hogwarts. Umbridge was working as headmistress of Hogwarts, Dumbledore had gone missing, lastly Harry and Hermione had formed a rebellion against Umbridge's Defense class, creating their own known as Dumbledore's Army, welcoming every and all students.

      What was I going to tell my friends why I've been gone for months at a time? Was I brave enough to still continue to be their friends while we're now naturally enemies?