Prologue

When the broken brown eyes, rimmed red with fatigue and quite possibly madness, opened to see the inky black crow fly into her sight, she pulled a broken wand out of the tatters once considered a robe of fine taste. She aimed the wand at the scavenger that was rumored to foretell death and said something unintelligible. A blue orb appeared over the bird that now had cocked its head to the side and pierced her rat nest filled head. It saw her, not merely glanced upon, but clearly studied the woman.

The crow turned away and looked at the orb. The light within the orb began to grow and pulsate. Then just as quickly as it appeared, it slowly dissipated into nothing but a hazy fog blocking out everything in sight.

The woman sat up straight, holding the wand split in three places, wild eyes searching for the invading rogue in her house.

"I really don't understand why you're waving around that silly thing. You couldn't kill a pixie with that excuse of a wand." came a deep resonate voice.

"The Orb of Isis will cleanse you! You won't survive its fog!" she exclaimed with happiness.

"Be quiet stupid woman! I'm surprised you used one of Isis's old spells. But did you honestly think I would come unprepared. If you did you're more deranged than I originally thought."

The navy fog drifted down and settled near the floor where it swirled into a cesspool and disappeared completely. A masculine body stood about one foot away from the severely decayed canopy bed. His face was in the shadows but his dark hair was clearly streaked with grey and his delicate surgeon like hands held a wand lazily at the woman whose fearlessness seemed to fade somewhat.

"Who are you?" she rasped.

"You know me Bellatrix." he said in a tone of teacher reprimanding his students.

The man suddenly moved out of the shadows revealing his face, cold black eyes and an ironic smirk gazed upon the pitiful woman.

"Snape!" she shrieked and curled into the fetal position.

"Shh...you'll make an imbecile of yourself." he said his smirk deepening.

"I killed you." she said, "I'll kill you again." she added as an after thought.

Snape let out a loud booming laugh. He reached at his neck and puled a necklace out of his robes. It was gold and had the figure of a woman with her wings spread out. Above the figure of the woman was two glimmering rubies.

"Isis gave this to me right before you tried to kill me that night." he said.

"That was the last time I saw her, anyone saw her." he continued with a look of remembrance.

"I see her." Bellatrix said.

"What?" he asked suprised.

"I see her. She tells me things. Oh she looks different, black hair, golden skin, but its her alright." she said lightheartedly.

Her smile faded suddenly and a change took over her. Bellatrix laid down and began to twist and turn uncontrollably. Her eyes rolled back behind her head and she began to moan, moan in languages long forgotten.

"Where have you seen her? What did she say? Tell me!" Snape exclaimed.

"Give to her that for which she sighs and that toward which her eye looks, so shall you find her."came a deep voice out of Bellatrix's mouth.

She dropped back flat on the bed and stopped writhing around, tearing the remains of her robe off of her and she fell into a deep sleep.

Severus Snape swept out of the decaying out house wondering where Isis was and found himself in a reverie, thinking about ten years ago when the Dark lord was still pressing on allof the wizarding world and he had met what he had thought to be a goddess.