Hey readers! Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know I was supposed to update a long time ago, but I was totally stuck! Anyway I'm real sorry and you can scold me all you want, but I think this is a pretty good chapter. I also regret to announce that I won't be able to update as often anymore because my computer has a virus! : ( and it wont let me go on the internet. But I promise to keep trying to update! I hope you all keep reading my story and make sure to review! Thanks!

Chapter Seven

Harry slept much less then soundly that night. He tossed and turned in his bed, dreaming about Liz and Voldermort. Voldermort kept yelling at Liz, who was on her knees. He would have this dream over and over. Each time it ended with Voldermort killing Liz miserably. Then early the next morning after seeing Liz die for the, what seemed like the hundredth time, Harry awoke.

It was early in the morning and Harry slowly stepped out of bed. He knew there was no way he could fall back asleep. He slowly walked down to the common room where he collapsed into his favorite chair, once again. Harry sat and stared at the fire, wondering about his dream, wondering about Liz.

'What's happening to her? Why does she keep telling me to stay away from her?' Harry wondered. Just then Hermione came down; she was holding at least twelve books in her arms and took no notice of Harry.

She threw the books down and opened one with a green cover and a blue stripe on the side. She opened it and began reading very quickly. Harry stood and walked over behind her. He stared at the page she was reading.

'When being bitten by the right head of the Runespoor one shall suffer instant pain for the rest of their life. Where they have been bitten they shall no longer have control of and no longer be able to function properly. As well and not being able to use a part of the body, within eight days of the bite the sufferer will start to hallucinate and no longer be able to tell reality from fantasy. Because of this Most who have been bitten are kept under lock and key.'

Before Harry could continue, Hermione shut the book and put it down. She picked up another with an orange cover and a blue dragon on it. She opened it half way and began to read again.

"Are you going to help me or not?" She asked without looked up from the book.

"Help you with what exactly?"

"I got all these from the library; I'm going to find out why Liz hasn't aged. And I want to know more about this, supposed 'curse' she has on her. I don't think what happened on the train was just a silly 'side effect' of this curse. Something's up, and I want to know what."

Harry picked up a green book with a design of gold on it and began to read.

'There are many terrible curses in this land, some worse then the Cretaceous Curse, some worse then death itself. One of these spells is the Burbantom Curse which forces the person it is performed on to kill all who are in there memory. Anyone they have seen, anyone they have known. The few people who have had been infected with this curse, have been put into solitary confinement and are kept under a very watchful eye.'

Harry thought this book might have his answers, he read on.

'Another of these spells is the Selferus Charm. This charm takes the soul of a person and steals it away from its body. It is very similar to the Dementors kiss. After the soul and body are separated the soul must follow the body around until the one who separated them has died. Only then can the soul return to the body. If a soul has the chance to return to its body, for the rest of the life the person has left will be long and excruciating. They will no longer see things as they are, they will always have the view and the pain of being separated from their body.'

Hermione had gone through at least 4 of the books while Harry was still reading through this one. It explained many curses, jinx's and charms, but none helped with what he was looking for. Just as Harry was about close the book and pick up another when a sentence that he glanced over, made him keep reading.

'The Painifilus Curse is the worst curse. It has not been used in thousands of years, but the ones it has been performed on are still alive today. This curse can only be performed on wizards who have killed. The curse forces the person to remember the happiness they got from killing someone. This curse is very difficult to perform and when performed incorrectly will give side effects.'

This was it. This was the curse that Voldermort put on Liz. Harry had to keep reading.

'One of the most common side effects is immortality. The wizard will live forever with the curse. When this side effect was found (hundreds of years ago) wizards began to perform the curse incorrectly so that the witch or wizard would suffer forever. Some of the other side effects are immense pain in the abdomen when in moonlight. Because of the immensity of this curse, most of the witch's and wizards under this curse are confined to Azkaban. The need to kill will consume the wizard and they will become potentially dangerous to everyone around them, as well as them self. If the wizard says they can control this urge to kill they must be approved by the ministry and are kept under a watchful eye.'

"Harry! Put down that book! You've been reading it for an hour! Help me out here!" Hermione said, while picking up another book.

"I found it."

"What?!"

"This is it, this is the curse."

Hermione grabbed the book from Harry's hands and read the few paragraphs over and over. After Hermione had read them about twenty times she began to scan through the rest of the book. Harry just sat back and thought about the curse on Liz.

'Because of the immensity of this curse, most of the witch's and wizards under this curse are confined to Azkaban.' Harry thought. 'Had Liz been to Azkaban? But she was free now; she must have been passed by the Ministry.'

Hermione had almost finished scanning the book when Ron came down the stairs. It was still early but it seemed that Ron had woken up to Hermione yelling at Harry. "Wotcha guys doin' so early?" He sleepily asked.

"Hermione wanted to find out about this curse thing, we found it." Harry replied.

"But it doesn't say anything about what happened to her on the train." Hermione said, closing the book.

"Oh yeah... I forgot about that. It's kinda scary watching her like that. She gets like, out of her mind. It's hard to watch cause she looks like she's in so much pain, like she's really suffering. I didn't know what to do before, back in her classroom, I just...ran. If I hadn't run into Snape, I dunno what would have happened to her." Harry said.

"When were you in her classroom?" Ron asked, bewildered.

"Couple days ago, I told you guys bout that didn't I? It was right after McGonagall sent me inside during Quidditch practice."

"You never told us Harry. What exactly happened?" Hermione asked.

Harry went over the incident with them. He said it very detailed, and how Snape was off the second he found out where Liz was. Hermione asked a lot of questions, Ron just sat in awe.

"Harry what were you and Liz talking about when she gave you that picture?" Hermione asked.

Harry hesitated. He didn't want Hermione and Ron to know the truth about that. He was just about to start to tell them about her telling him about the curse when Ginny came down the stairs. As soon as she came down there was silence in the common room once again.

"Hey guys, how long have you been up?"

"A while" Said Harry.

"Well I'm starving." Ron said. "Let's go down and eat."

"Yeah let's go." Said Harry, jumping up.

Hermione noticed Ginny looking at the page that Harry found the curse on. Hermione grabbed the book and shut it tight.

Harry looked up at his timetable a few hours later. They had double Potions, Care of Magical Creatures, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration. Harry groaned, he didn't want to have to deal with Snape so early in the morning, he had enough on his mind without having to worry about adding enough ingredients to a cauldron.

Harry stood up and started walking down to Potions. 'Might as well get there early so Snape won't take points off for being late.' Harry thought.

Harry was the only one standing outside the classroom. He heard voices inside. Harry peaked in and saw that it was Liz and Snape who were deep in conversation. Harry got as close as he could without being seen and listened.

"I'm fine don't worry, it was nothing."

"There's something strange going on Liz. Is he threatening you? Like last time?"

"No Serverus, don't worry, I'm just trying to keep my head low."

"Keep your head low?" Snape had a look of concern on his face; it changed to a look of question and worry.

"Yeah, I don't want to draw any attention. I don't want to look suspicious."

Snape looked over at where Harry was standing, he saw Harry.

"Well as long as you're feeling all right, you better go Liz, I have a class."

And with that Liz left, now Harry had to endure Snape alone. But just then other Gryffindor's came down the hall, including Ron and Hermione.

Harry got through his lessons but didn't get the chance to say anything to Ron or Hermione all morning. It was almost lunch and Harry only had one class left; Defense Against the Dark Arts.

The class sat in there seats quietly. Liz was sitting on the edge of her desk looking at a paper. After the last few people had sat down, Liz looked up and slid off her messy desk.

"Ok everyone, pass up those essays from last week, just throw them in the corner there."

Everyone brought up their essays and then sat back down. "Ok we're going to put languages to use." Liz said happily.

Everyone smiled, they were all hoping that Liz would make there class fun. Everyone started to put the horrible dull books from last year away and take out their wands.

"You all still have those awful books?!" Liz exclaimed.

The class nodded.

"You should get rid of them, there no use at all! And SO boring!" She started to laugh.

"All right everyone, up you get, we're going outside."

The class stood up and as soon as they were out of the classroom everyone started talking about what they were going to do. Liz led the class outside and across to the lake. She stopped everyone near the forbidden forest, in plain view of Hagrid's hut. Liz called out and Hagrid came over to the class.

"Everything ready Hagrid?" Liz asked.

"E'ry things ready Liz. Told 'im lass night and e's gonna come when you call." Hagrid said.

Everyone in the class looked puzzled. Liz stepped up onto a tree stump.

"All right everyone, this is a time when being able to speak other languages can really help."

Liz turned toward the forbidden forest; she began to make odd clicking noises. Harry looked over at Hagrid with question on his face. Hagrid just smiled and mouthed that it was a surprise. Harry continued to look at Hagrid until Ron's whimper brought him back. Ron had grabbed Harry's arm and was very afraid. His eyes were wide and he was trying to back away but didn't want to. His grip on Harry's arm was very tight, with his free arm he pointed towards Liz. Harry looked over. What Harry saw caused him to take a step back, he couldn't believe that Liz was talking to...

Well that's it! Whatcha think? Hope you enjoyed it, and chapter eight should be updated a.s.a.p because I know exactly what I want to happen. Anyway trust me, oh loyal fans, I spend long hours of the day thinking of what I should add into my story. So don't fret! I shall keep writing and keep updating as long as I know I have readers! So let me know if you enjoy my story! Bye!