It was just a normal afternoon for Lisa and Terry Jenkins. They were nice couple in their early thirties with a two year old daughter. One day they decided to go on a date night. So they called up a sitter to watch Bella.
The sitter watched Bella very carefully. Because the sitter Jenna was a muggle. But the Jenkins family was not. They were wizards and witches. Jenna noticed only a few minor things about Bella, but had convinced herself that she was just seeing things because she was tired.
Which was very true, her being tired. She had just put Bella to sleep in her arms and was about to lie her down in her crib. Once she did that she thought that she would take a short nap. But that is not how it turned out. She heard something. Like a big bang, at first she thought that it was just a car door slamming from outside. So she went to go check to see if Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins were home but they weren't. So she turned around and screamed at the sight that she saw. A man, or something was standing there in the middle of the living room. With a stick in his hand.
"What are you doing here?" Jenna had asked shaking since she was still very scared.
"Avada Kedavra!" Said the man. After that green sparks flew out of the mans stick. A deathly sceam was made from Jenna, but after a second she dropped to the floor. Dead.
The man left her there, ont the he traveled up the stairs to the baby's room. There was the baby wide awake. She must have heard the screams from her now dead sitter. At the sight of the man she started to cry.
The man showed no sign of regret as he rose his wand and said those two words. "Avada Kedavra!" With that the baby was dead. Also the man laughed as he disappered into black fog-like smoke.
It was seven years after the war. That Harry had ended. Even though they were all safe. They still all felt very close. So that's why the town of Dumbledor was built. It was just a 10 minute walk from Hogsmede. It was built as a memorial to Harry for saving so many lives. At first they wanted to name it Potterville, but Harry thought that was just too weird. So he asked if they can name it after Dumbledor. As when he said it, "I would have not been able to do all of this without him."
Dumbledor village was for witches and wizards only. As some people did not want to be separated from each other that is where you would live, get married, raise your children, and be happy forever. And that's exactly how it happened for Ron and Hermione. They decided to stay in the wizarding world. Ofcourse everybody did after the war, except for Draco Malfoy, but nobody wanted him or his family there anyway.
After the war had ended Ron and Hermione dated for 3 years. After that Ron finally plucked up the courage to ask her to marry him. She said yes of course. Their wedding was perfect. It was like Bill and Fleur's, but much much better. They had it at the Weasley's house and everything went perfect.
Then 4 years later, earlier this year, at the age of 24, Hermione had a baby. She named her daughter Rose. They both loved their daughter very much. She was only two months old. Even though they ocassionaly asked for parenting advice from Mrs. Weasley they are great parents.
So our story starts here when Hermione is sitting on the couch trying to relax when Rose is sleeping. Ron was in the kitchen eating some food they had left over since he couldn't wait for dinner.
Hermione had the Daily Prophet in her hand and read the first headline she saw...
MUGGLE AND BABY WITCH MYSTERIOUSLY DIE LAST NIGHT
She thought that it was strange. That some mysterious death had happened so she kept on reading.
Lisa and Terry Jenkins were heart-broken last night when they had came home from a fun evening to their two year old daughters death. "Sh-She w-was so y-y-young." said Lisa. They explained that when they got home they saw that their daughters baby-sitter was lying dead on the floor. "She was a muggle. We at first thought that it was a muggle death at first. So we ran up to she if Bella was okay. A-And we found out T-that..." said a very tearful father, Terry. Although we have no idea what has caused this depressing death we are sorry to say that we had lost two very innocent lives that night. We in the wizarding world are very sad for the death of Bella. So we give our love and support to Lisa and Terry Jenkins.
She thought that was so sad, to lose your child like that. And to also not no who did it. Hermione couldn't even think what she would have done if the happened to Rose.
"Ron, come and see this." she wanted to show her husband the depressing news.
He came over there to sit next to her on the couch. He put his arm around her and gave her a kiss on the cheek."What is it, love?" Ron asked her.
She showed him the paper and left him to read it for himself. She thought if she read it again she might cry. "Do you have any idea what happened?" He asked her quietly after he finished reading it.
"No, but it doesn't make sense. I mean I have a feeling this wasn't a muggle killing. Because why would they just walk into the house kill the baby-sitter and poor Bella."
" I have no idea Hermione, but do think Harry knows about this-" Ron was cut off when all of a sudden their fireplace came lit with green flames and Harry shot out of it.
"Yes please come in." Ron said sarcastilcly. Harry got off from the floor and brushed himself off. Then he put on a serious face and said, " Guys we have a problem."
They thought that they never ever hear those words again. The war was over they had no problems. Everything was fine.
"Harry, what is it?" Hermione asked worried. She moved over on the couch so Harry could sit down. But to Ron's disappointment Harry sat in the middle of him and Hermione.
Harry took in a deep breath then let it out. He stared into their eyes and put on a serious face.
He sighed then said, "My scar hurts."
Okay so I wanted to write a new story for HP so I hope you like it. Also a little heads up I will be rewriting my stories since I was not to happy with them. Now if you like this story please review. Thanks.