29! Hey Tsuki guess what! 1 more and we'll have 30!

Lyssa just rolled her eyes and flicked her wand to bind Taylor's hands behind her, before pulling her along into the inside of the Manor. (bleck...the feeling is back)

Taylor's arms were pulled behind her back and then was dragged into the Manor. Oddly enough Taylor started to quietly hum to herself, it was the tune to a song her mother used to sing to her when she was little and then when shewas older and had had a bad day.

Upon entering the Manor, Lyssa saw one of the Death Eaters that hung around. She cleared her throat to get their attention. "Take her down to the cellar," she said, "until Voldemort decides what he wants to do. There's no doubt he's going to want information from her. She's an Order member." With that said, Lyssa turned Taylor over to the Death Eater and went to talk to Voldemort about it.

Taylor muttered darkly under her breath for a few moments but then continued her humming, the Death Eates that were 'escorting' her to the cellar gave her a weird look but Taylor didn't care, she just continued to humm. Wondering how the twins were and what the Order was doing. They really had been stupid, they hadn't even made sure that the Malfoy girl was telling the truth. Just because she had used to be against Voldemort everyone (except Remus) thought that she was sorry now.

Lyssa walked to room where Voldemort always and walked in, unsurprised that he was there.

"Melyssa," He said looking up at her. "What happened?"

"Until just today, I was being held captive," she said.

Voldemort used legillimins on the girl to make sure she was tellijng the truth and then gathered that there was an Order member in the cellar, and that she knew who some Order and Some Audentia members were. He nodded.

"So, what are you going to do about Taylor?" she asked, once Voldemort was done.

"Get information about the Order and Audentia. Go and get her."

"Why do I have to get her?"

"Don't argue with me." He said but then made some other Death Eater go and get the girl.

"Ow get your hands off he you stupid peice of brainless junk." Taylor snapped at theDeath Eater who grabbed her. She was in a rather sour mood and wans't a pleasent person to be around when in that mood.

Lyssa muttered something about how she wasn't arguing, and was merely asking, which caused Voldemort to shoot her a look.

Taylor gave the Death Eater a disgrunted look. "I do have legs for a reason," She told him as he continued to drag her. "And one of those reasons is so I can walk."

The Death Eater finally got to the room with Taylor. Voldemort looked her over for a moment and said, "So you're the Order member?"

"The Order member has a name," Taylor muttered, wishing very much she could use her hands to brush her hair out of her face.

"That's irrelevant," Voldemort said.

Taylor rolled her eyes at him and started humming again, she had the odd habit to humm when she was either nervous or bored at this stage she was both.

Lyssa rolled her eyes at both of them. "How much do you know about the group called Audentia?" Voldemort asked Taylor, which nearly caused Lyssa to laugh. She highly doubted Taylor would just tell him.

Taylor's eyes lit up slightly. "And why would I tell you?" She asked a small smile on her face.

Voldemort looked at her, face cold. "You will tell me what I want to know if you value your life. Because otherwise you are of no use and would just be wasting space."

Taylor just looked at him and had to refrain from laughing. "I'd rather die then tell you what you want to know. Because my death won't make much of a difference if the rest of them can keep fighting and defeat you."

Voldemort's eyes narrowed into a glare. "Do not play games with me, child. Crucio." He brandished his wand in Taylor's direction.

Taylor jolted as the pain hit her and it caused her to fall over, but she having the stuborness of a Gryffindor (jeez she's like Cassie) kept her mouth clamped firmly shut. She managed to raise an eyebrow at Voldemort from the floor when he was done. "You think that's going to convince me?" She asked incredolously getting back onto her feet and wondering why she had chosen today of all days to wear heals. And then she inwardly giggled at the fact that with all her problems she was complaining about wearing heels.

Voldemort didn't react to her question, or well he almost didn't. "We'll see how many more times you can handle it before you tell me what I want to know." Then he cast the curse on her again.