The Dark Lord smiled suddenly, he was clearly delighted, and then shouted, “Crucio!” The girl shook with pain, whimpered horribly, and fell to the ground. With a careless flick of his wand, the invisible ropes binding her disappeared, and the girl was panting, shaking madly while lying on the floor. She slowly looked up, strands of hair sprawled on her face. Voldemort stared at her for a moment then turned to his servant next to him.

"The paining had no canvas, or frame. It was as if the artist had painted the painting right on the wall. Whoever drew it must have been sloppy however, for the painting kept on going along the wall, and blended in so perfectly that you could not tell where it ended. It was as if it was purposely part of the wallpaper. Yet, the painting didn’t fit. It stood out so vibrantly amongst the blood red walls that he wondered how he could have missed it."

There was a loud crack and cackle from behind Harry, he whizzed around as a hooded and masked wizard stood before him. Ignoring Harry he pointed at the ceiling and cried, “Morsmordre!” right when Harry yelled “Stupefy!”
The Death Eater crashed to the ground, but that did not stop the Dark Mark from floating up into the air.

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