It was a peaceful Saturday night in a little village of Kentucky, U.S.A. It was around 10 pm but kids around the age of 10 years old were still playing in the streets when a loud cry pain made itself heard. The young kids ran around. Some were crying of fear, others were curious to know who was in great pain. Though, they all ran to their respective houses. Once inside, they all ran in the arms of their mothers. But there was still somebody outside, agonizing.

The full moon was glowing over the little village's houses. You could see some parents, opening their doors and looking around, trying to know what was happening. Of course, their kids were to scared to explain something to them. Some were even daring to go outside and talk to each other, trying to know if one of their kids had talked about the strange event. But nobody knew...

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Everybody was shocked by the event of the last night but didn't want to show it in case it scared even more their children.They had tried to search for clues, a body, something that would help them understand what had happened. They had searched on every inches of the street were the kids had been playing that.

Now, the kids didn't want to go outside anymore, they were too scared that the same thing happened. Some were telling stories to others on the phone. It was something like: 'If you set one foot outside of your house, somebody is going to kill you and spread your blood over your house!'. The parents tried to stop this stories going by answering the phone first but their was always kids who were faster, who grabbed the phone before the parents didn't even had the chance to start running to the phone. Of course, it worked in some houses, but in others, the kids were even more scared and kept hidden in their closets or stayed in a room full of people.

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Godric's Hollow looked just like Harry had seen it when he came back her when he was 17 to see the place where he had survived the killing curse, but it was a bit brighter. The young kids were playing in the streets, some of them on their false small brooms who wouldn't raise higher over the ground than 1 meter. Harry was walking down the main street, his second son, Albus Severus, walking right next to him happily. One hand was tightly holding the Nimbus 2000 his father had given him, the other was holding Harry's hand but would leave it everytime he met one of his friends.

"We have to hurry up, Albus. We'll be late for the anniversary of your sister." Harry said, looking down at his son.

Today was Lily's 11th birthday. The day she would actually receive her letter from Hogwarts. Actually, it was Harry's best friend Hermione who would bring it to her. Hermione had inherited the title of Headmistress of Hogwarts this year. Everybody was proud of her, but the one who seemed the most proud of her was her husband, Ron. He never lost the chance to tell her how wonderful she was and how intelligent she was. It could get on Harry's nerve sometimes but he had to admit he was actually doing the same thing with Ginny. His wife was now the leader of the Order of the Phoenix after her brother, Bill had abandonned the job. Though there wasn't much to do since Voldemort had been defeated, she was really happy of this new 'job'. Harry and Ron worked together as Aurors. They were two of the bests Aurors. They worked everyday from 7:00 am to 5:30 pm. It was as if the leader of their department couldn't live without the two of them.

As Harry and Albus Severus entered the house, Ginny appeared in front of them and frowned at her husband and her son. "You could've arrived later!" she said sarcastically. Ginny had been stressed all day in case Hermione didn't bring the letter with her, or the Weasleys forgot Lily's birthday was today. "Al bus Severus Potter, go to your room right now and get it cleaned a bit and dress up! You aren't coming down unless I accepted your clothes and that I'm sure you cleaned your room!" She shouted. Lily, who was in the living room, came to see what was happening and smirked to her brother.

"Where is James?" asked Harry calmly to his wife as he passed his arms around her waist. Ginny sighed and did a small smile to Harry.

"In the kitchen, preparing the dinner." Replied Ginny. Harry's eyebrows rose into the air. James, preparing the dinner?!

"Honey, everything is going to be alright. Hermy will bring the letter with her and the whole Weasley family won't forget today's Lily's birthday. So relax, darling." Harry said, placing a kiss on Ginny's forehead.

Than, the doorbell rang and Lily ran to the door to open it...

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Ryan Eric Riddle smirked as he looked up at the ceiling of the bedroomhe shared with so many other kids. Being the last descendant of Salazar Slytherin isn't always easy. You had to make evil and be really mean with others, but nobody understood, even his father before he died that Ryan wasn't as evil as the rest of his family. Since he had been put in the orphanage everybody kept away from him because of the strange things happening when you stayed too long around the boy.

Ryan hated that. Of course he knew he was a wizard and that he would receive the Headmaster or Headmistress of Hogwarts soon enough, but he just wondered, would everybody at Hogwarts stay away from him because of his name?...