The Mark Of Love

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does. I do, however, own Blaze.. Even though Draco seems to object.

Chapter 1- The Prologue

Where once was light,

Now darkness falls.

Where once was love,

Love is no more.

Don't say goodbye.

Don't say I didn't try.

These tears we cry are falling rain,

For all the lies you told us,

The hurt,

The blame.

And we will weep to be so alone.

We are lost.

We can never go home.

So in the end I'll be what I will be.

No loyal friend was ever there for me.

Now we say good-bye.

We say you didn't try.

These tears you cry have come too late.

Take back the lies,

The hurt,

The blame.

And you will weep when you face the end alone.

You are lost.

You can never go home.

You are lost.

You can never go home.

- " Gollum's Song" preformed by Emiliana Torrini (Lord of the Rings, The Two Towers)

It had been two hard years, years of silence and misfortune for the one of which we speak. She did not utter a sound. She had sworn it on her life, until HE would be brought to justice. Until HE was brought to justice, by her. She had been tortured, a lot. But until the glorious day, she was in a life of silence. She doubted now if she could even remember how to speak. People hadn't bothered her, they understood. But they understood why? They didn't know why, but everyone had always had an understanding for the quiet girl. Her grades had made her the focus of all, "Smarter than Hermione!" It wasn't something she wanted to flaunt, but of course, Magic had been her study to get her into this mess… And maybe it would also solve it. She put all of her unspoken anger into her spells, causing powerful, dark magic. Darker magic then one would think of the glowing, Crimson Headed girl with beautiful Emerald eyes… Never the less.. The torturing had done something to her, she couldn't trust. She had lost her memory of when she was a child, the only things that had helped when she was being tortured - Writing stories, and Climbing Trees.. - She could only remember a few faces from the past, the best were of

Her late Mother and Father. Why late?

Voldemort.

This young woman had been his obsession ever since he had laid eyes on her Three years ago. Ever since she had accidentally set a toad on fire in the lobby of the greatest hotel in the world.. Only because of her anger at her brother for taking her wand away. It had begun after that, Death Eaters every where the eyes could wander. They killed off her family One by One.. Because of her. She understood this. She blamed herself fully, and now she would fulfill her promise for the revenge of their lives. It had been not been surprising when she had awakened in his chambers, it had only been a matter of time before she had complied. He had stopped killing the people she loved. He tried to make her love him. But, the Sixteen year old girl had not yet learned to love. She would never love him. She gave off the aura of love, but yet, never gave love, not even to her owl.

So this is why she escaped, this is why everything happened, and why?

Because of love.