A/N: after a lot of time off I have decided to finally continue with this story.

Chapter 16

"It's so nice of you to join us Slytherin princess," drawled the man's voice. Whoever was holding Emily's arms gripped her tighter. She tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but found it almost impossible. "My name is Lucius Malfoy. My son has told me so much about you Miss Rivers."

Emily automatically realized that this man was Draco's father. She gazed into his icy eyes.

Lucius smirked at her and grabbed her wrist, carefully examining her wrist. He traced his fingers along the scratch marks. "You were called here, weren't you?"

Emily did not answer.

"Did you're wrist start to burn?"

Again Emily didn't answer. She continued to stare into his eyes.

Lucius sighed in frustration. "Stupid girl! Answer me!" he roared. "Were you called here"

Emily swallowed hard. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She managed to choke out. "That is none of you're business."

Disgusted with her Lucius raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face. The impact was strong enough force her out of the mysterious figure's grasp, and send her flying across the room.

Emily's head smacked against the back wall with a sickening crack. She let out a small groan as her head began to pound. Her view was beginning to blur as she began to loose consciousness. The last thing she saw was Lucius's evil smirk before she passed out.

Lucius advanced on the fallen figure. "I'll teach that girl a lesson to answer me when I ask her a question." He moved closer to Emily's body.

Just as he crouched, down to touch her a voice boomed though the room. "LUCIUS DO NOT TOUCH HER!"

Immediately Lucius stood up and looked for the voice. From the back corner of the pub emerged a tall lean figure.

"My lord" Lucius whispered. "Why is it that she came to our headquarters when we placed a concealment charm on this place."

The unmistakable figure of Lord Voldemort emerged from the shadows. His head was bald and shiny, his nose was replaced with two snake like slits, and his eyes were a glowing red color that gazed at his followers. He walked over towards Emily's fallen body. As he did his form changed from the hideous thing, it was into a handsome Tom Riddle. Murmurs filled the room as his followers took in this new version of their lord. "She is here Lucius because I called her." He lifted her body off the ground and cuddled her in his arms. "I wanted to see who my Slytherin Princess was in person…not just in dreams."

Emily let out a small moan of pain as she cuddled closer to the arms that held her. "She plays a huge role in my plan to get to Potter." Tom explained. "None of you are to harm her in any way…she is mine to take care of. Where is Severus?"

"Here my lord" Severus replied from a shadowed corner.

"Severus take her back to Hogwarts and keep a sharp eye on her. If Dumbledore asks what happened, then tell him that she fainted because of the cold, and you came upon her in the snow. Also, be sure to suppress her memories. We don't need to have her go around telling Potter what she saw."

"Yes my lord" Snape answered obediently as Tom handed Emily over to him.

Snape excused himself from his lord's presence. Once out in the cold he wrapped his cloak around Emily's body. The sun had set hours ago leaving quite a chill on Hogsmede. A soft flutter of snowflakes began to fall. Snape made sure Emily was tightly wrapped up before he proceeded up the hill to the castle.

By the time Snape had arrived, Emily was shivering furiously in his arms. No sooner had he walked in the door, a rush of teachers met him.

"Severus where were you?" Professor Haupman questioned.

"Severus there's been a girl gone missing." McGonagall informed. "We've searched all of Hogsmede and…" Her eyes fell upon Emily's unconscious body. "My word you've found her."

Snape looked at McGonagall curtly. "Yes Minevera, I found her unconscious in the snow, whilst I was doing my final patrol of the premises."

"We must get her to the hospital wing" McGonagall replied.

"That will not be necessary. She needs to get some rest in her own room. I shall see her there." In addition, with that Snape excused himself and took Emily back to her rooms.

Once he placed her in her bed and tucked her under the covers, he pulled out his wand and placed it to her temple. "Obliviate" he whispered as he erased the memory of what had happened.

Snape turned on his heel and snuffed the candles as he left.

By the time, that Emily woke up the story of her passing out spread widely over the school.

She awoke with a groan as she realized there was a huge bump on her head. With a questionable look, she rolled out of bed and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked horrible. Her skin was pale, and on her face was a huge red mark. It was as if someone had smacked her…but she remembered nothing about someone slapping her across the face.

Realizing it was Sunday; she placed on her Slytherin robes and walked out of her room in a daze. It was not long before she got strange looks from the students in the great hall.

She took a seat next to Draco with a look of question.

He took her hand. "Are you alright?"

Emily looked at him with confusion… "Ummm I…what is going on?"

"You passed out in the snow after I left you at Hogsmede yesterday. It was lucky that professor Snape found you. What happened to your cheek?" he questioned.

Emily placed her hand to her cheek. "I don't remember."

Draco handed her some buttered toast, which she took gratefully.

"Thank you."

Placing his arm around her, he hugged her hard. "Don't ever scare me like that again.

Pansy Parkinson looked at Emily with disgust from across the table.

Emily ate the toast and excused herself. She quickly made her way down to the dungeons. Following the frequently used path to the potions classroom, she came upon Professor Snape's private office.

She hesitated a moment, but knocked on the door anyway.

"Come in" was his simple reply.

Emily carefully opened the door. It creaked loudly as she opened and closed it. "Professor" she began

Snape looked up from his work and noticed the girl standing in front of him. He put down his quill slowly not taking his eyes off her. "Miss Rivers"

"Professor I heard that you saved me and I…I'm…thank you."

Snape looked at her. He could have sworn that he had met her before. "You are welcome. It is just my duty Miss Rivers."

Emily smiled. "Thanks anyway."

She turned to leave the room when Snape stopped her. "Wait."

She turned to face him with a concerned look.

That look slapped him in the face. He had seen that look somewhere before…it was if Déjà vu had come over him. "I was wondering if you would want an ointment to put on you're cheek. You must have banged it off of something hard when you fainted."

Emily nodded "thank you professor."

She took the ointment and bade him goodbye.

It was on the way out of the dungeons that the scar on her wrist began to tingle again. Ignoring it, she made her way up towards the library. She needed to get some studying done, or even she would feel Hermione's wrath. The further she walked without paying attention to the scar on her wrist, the more it began to hurt. She grasped her wrist tightly as if to squash the pain out, but it persisted and began to burn.

She couldn't help but begin to breathe heavily as the pain snaked its way though her arm. Not watching where she was going she turned a corner and smacked into someone. As she hit the ground, she grabbed her wrist even tighter as it began to burn like white-hot wire. Looking up to see whom she bumped into she saw tears begin to form in her eyes as the pain began to grow even worse.

Harry fell to the ground as she did when he walked into her. He sat there grasping his scar, which burned painfully. It was not until he forced himself to see who he bumped into that he realized it was Emily.

He stared at her for a moment, and then realized she was in pain. Ignoring his own pain, he went over to her and helped her to her feet. She shook tremendously as the pain grew even more intense.

"Are you okay?" Harry questioned as he choked back his own cries of pain.

She shook her head. "No…"

"What's wro-" he began, but was cut off by another wave of burning that filled his head.

Emily looked at him with question. "You're scar hurts?"

Harry managed a shrug. "Never mind that…what's wrong with your wrist."

She didn't answer him right away.

Harry gingerly turned her wrist over to see what was causing he so much pain. What he saw shocked him. On her wrist were five fingerprint scars permanently embedded in her skin. "Do these burn?" He prayed they didn't

She nodded.

He let out a gasp. "Do they burn like hot wire?"

She nodded again

"Does it happen at random?"

She nodded once more.

Harry could not believe what he was hearing. Her scars acted just like is infamous lightning bolt shaped scar. They reacted when Voldemort was happy or angry. "Do you mind if I get a closer look?"

Emily shook her head even though she wished that he would leave her alone.

Carefully Harry took a close look at the five nail marks. He then looked at Emily who was still in immense pain. "Please be completely honest when you answer this, but have you ever come in contact with Lord Voldemort?"

Emily went tense. "No! I would never get close to him. Are you crazy?"

Harry flinched at her response. "No I'm not crazy, but I am weighing all the options." He gently touched one of the scars and let out a scream.

Emily followed in suit. As soon as he made contact with her scars, a pain like no other filled both of them. It was almost unbearable.

"What is going on out here?" a voice called.

Professor McGonagall appeared from her office down the hall. "What is going on here Mr. Potter? Miss Rivers?"

Harry let Emily go and turned to face McGonagall. He told her everything, from his own scar hurting to Emily's wrist. McGonagall listened intently, eyes growing wide.

"Mr. Potter please take Miss Rivers and go to see Professor Dumbledore. This is out of my hands. Dumbledore should know what to do."

Harry nodded and led Emily up to Dumbledore's office. He knocked once before a gentle voice from within replied with a "Miss Rivers, Mr. Potter please do come in."

The pain had calmed down in Emily's wrist enough for her to gasp in surprise that Dumbledore knew they were out there before they even entered.

Instinctively Harry grabbed Emily's hand and led her into Dumbledore's office. Perhaps now he would get some answers.

Well that be it for this chapter

I know it's been a while since the last update so I am sorry. I shall try to update more often from now on

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