Post by HARRY JAMES POTTER on Sept 14, 2011 0:55:20 GMT
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2 years have past since Voldemort's downfall. Everything seems peaceful for once, no threat of death. Everyday was a gift. The sun shone through the sky and the moon peacefully floated in the night. But that was before it happened.
One especially dark night arrived, on October 31st, the 22th anniversary of the death of Lily and James Potter. Glasses were raised in honor of the two great people as it had been since Voldemort's Final Fall. However also on that night, a small boy was alone in his bed, looking out the window at the stars. He and his father had gotten in a bad fight about Voldemort. The young boy didn't see what was wrong with all this Voldemort stuff. The boy lay in his bed until he spotted a huge comet, or shooting star. He closed his eyes and whispered, "I wish Voldemort came back."
Those five little words changed history. At that moment, the boy's room lit up, blinding the small boy. A rumble came from his door and shouting from his father. The door wouldn't open however, and soon, a dark figure appeared in the light. The brightness began to fade, and the darkness returned. Scared out of trousers, the boy was still. Just them his parents blasted through his door turning the lights on.
Before them was the pale, snakelike man. However something seemed different, he seemed more whole, as if his soul repaired in his death. With his long white fingers he picked up a wand off te dresser of the young boy's. Yew, Pheonix Feather, but only 12 inches. Would suffice for the moment.
The boy's parents stared at the newly reborn Dark Lord with wide eyes. Voldemort slowly turned towards the family. He couldn't let any witnesses live to tell the tale. He didn't know these people. Voldemort easily killed the parents, with two swipes of the wand he had procured from the dresser. This boy could prove useful. A small enough boy to raise as his own. That night Voldemort fled with the scared little boy.
The year was now 1999, only a year. The boy he took was now entering his second year in Hogwarts. A few deaths have been reported mysterious over the years, exactly seven. Voldemort was behind them, but no one knew about his return.
The Headmaster of Hogwarts, was suspicious, but thought they were unfounded. The small boy was stuck in his head, he reminded him of someone. Perhaps a ghost from the past, and even though he doesn't realize it, it turns out the boy is much like Voldemort in his younger years. In fact, before Voldemort killed Tom Riddle Senior, a son was born, and that son was the small boy's father. A half blood just like Voldemort, muggle father and witch mother.
The new year has began, and the boy is now the leader of a group calling themselves the Dark Avengers. The headmaster is afraid that maybe history was repeating itself, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
With Voldemort biding his time, and his faithful little boy gaining support for him, the future is looking grim. Be careful what you wish for, because you might just get it and let the world fall to Dark Times once more.
