Ah Severus, come child Severus sneered at the thought of being called child once again as he stepped into the threshold of the Headmaster of Hogwarts, he studied the large office only to see another had joined the old headmaster, the stranger was tall at least six foot with black hair and grey eyes, he wore a trench coat over his black silk shirt and dark blue jeans clearly he was a wizard by the wand holster attached to his calf, Severus child, meet Damon, he has something he wishes for us to see what would that be? Damon was the one to speak as he turned for the window view he was admiring As you know the letter for harry potter acceptance did not go to 4 privet drive.. Severus found himself nodding though at no shock, it seemed half of Hogwarts knew the boy wasn't there, even Dumbledor had forbidden anyone from finding the boy, exclaiming someone was already looking into it, hence Damon whoever he was.
...Harry potter, is his not with his relatives but with five people, I've spent the last two weeks spying on them, staying in the shadows...there unique people, wizards and a witch, or so I think...after I was...found out I was given this to give to the headmaster It was here Damon reviled a glass tube of memories, you need to watch, your understand then or so Diabolique told me Damon explained.
Severus found himself frowning at the unknown name, yet he excepted the invitation, if nothing else it would be amusing to watch the pampered little brat-ling! Following Dumbledor to the pensive he waited, within mere seconds he was pulled into the pensive..

It was one of those cold mornings, the kind to send shivers down your spin allowing you quickly to button your coat, hanker down your hands into your pockets and plod on,
yet at number 6 Private drive five young people, one female and four males moved in, the small van with a few objects for a table, desk and a few chairs were passed one to the other as a beady eyed woman looked out number 4's window,
Diabolique a tallish young woman of a mere 5 foot 10, red hair down to her shoulders tied back simply and hazel with red ires eyes looked over towards the beady eyes of number 4, she grinned a feral smile before tidying her black leather jacket and stomping her boots upon the cold pavement before walking towards the house of number 6, with a simple flick of the hand a none verbal command the door shut upon itself! The children of merlin had arrived!