The whole of the wizarding world was at war once more. Not since the days of Grindelwald had a world full of magic known such terror.
No more.
Some chose to join this new self-styled "Dark Lord" out of fear, while others chose to join because they truly believed in his cause. Others remained silent; hidden away in their homes and shelters, hiding behind a strange veneer of memories, hopeful that their inaction would protect them. Others still chose to fight back. They united, moving in secret, to protect those who couldn't protect themselves. Many of this final group were too young to remember the last war, but they refused to stand idly by and allow this darkness to shroud the land unchecked.
No more.
Lilly Potter. James Potter. Sirius Black. Remus Lupin. Peter Pettigrew. Edgar Bones. Caradoc Dearborn. Dedalus Diggle. Elphias Doge. Albus Dumbledore. Alastor Moody. Aberforth Dumbledore. Arabella Figg. Alice Longbottom. Frank Longbottom. Benjy Fenwick. Dorcas Meadowes. Emmeline Vance. Fabian Prewett. Gideon Prewett. Marlene McKinnon. Mundungus Fletcher. Rubeus Hagrid. Sturgis Podmore.
This group of witches and wizards united to stop this threat and protect those they cared for. They worked to take on the tide of destruction and halt it at every turn. They wanted to be sure what had happened thus far would never happen again. Even as they lost friends and family, they refused to surrender or concede.
No more.
Alice Longbottom. Benjy Fenwick. Dorcas Meadowes. Edgar Bones. Fabian Prewett. Frank Longbottom. Gideon Prewett. Marlene Mckinnon.
Heroes fell one by one battling hatred and fear with love and hope. Some went missing, some were killed, some were driven to madness, but all were lost to their loved ones. This loss, and the brutality of their opponents, was meant to break this group of rebels, this order. Instead, it made them stronger and more determined to ensure that this could never happen to anyone else.
No more.
A new generation was begging to rise from the ashes of the world as the older generations fought to restore it. A fearful night. A flash of light. Silence, save a babe crying in its crib. Darkness. Another flash, then a piercing scream as a shadow flees the once hidden house. A sacrifice was made. Now the light returned. The darkness fled, seeking to reform for a new battle in a new age. A light stood vigilant.
No more.