Christmas day-1996
Lord Voldemort had been back in power for several months and was getting a bit bored. Nobody knew of his return to power so he couldn't strike fear into the hearts of millions as he did all those years ago.
It was Christmas Day, a day that confused many wizards and witches because none of them believed in God. Voldy sat and wondered what he could do to destroy the world, so he decided that he would do the unthinkable and murder both Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter.
Harry was spending his Christmas with the Weasleys because he had no family of his own that he liked. Voldemort decided that he would attack at nine pm, everyone would be truly bladdered. He knocked on the door and who answered but the highly attractive Ginevra Weasley. He knew that he would be more attracted to her if she wasn't a blood traitor! She did not recognise him because it is convenient to the plot. He walked in and sat down next to her father Arthur Weasley. Arthur was wary of the new guest but decided "hey its Christmas lets let him stay!"
Just on cue, Albus Dumbledore walked into the dimly lit room and sipped at his punch. Voldemort swished his wand and whispered "Avada Kedavra" and Dumby dropped dead.
Noone cared though cause, well, he was, what? 150 years old. Harry cared though and he was so shocked that he died of horror. This took the job off Voldy so he was sad. He went home and cried over the phone to Bellatrix LeStrange, his besty. He wanted to kill Harry! He was so depressed that he jumped off the north tower of Hogwarts. All was well.