The Night Voldemort attacked Harry eighteen years ago.
I walked up to the small house in Godric's Hollow. It was cozy enough for the Potter family, but I thought it was unbearable. I unlocked the door and stepped inside. James Potter was in the kitchen when he walked in. he took out his wand and whipped around to see who was standing there. When he saw me, fear passed over his face and he rushed to his wife and their children. Petty father.
As I slowly walked through the house, I gave the family time to realize what was happening. I liked the way my victims to scream and plead for mercy, but I never give it. My heart was frozen solid with hate. I had become a cold-blooded killer. I no longer cared about their cries right now. I was on a mission. A mission to kill the child Potters.
According to Pettigrew, Lily had had twins, Harry James and Evelyn Lily Potter. The prophecy said that a child born at the end of July would be the one who had the power to destroy him, but which one is it? I should kill them both, just in case. I wish not to take any chances. I slowly opened each door, looking to see where the family was. I opened several doors, but each was empty. I went down a hallway, when only the nursery was left. I slowly opened the door, and came face-to-face with James Potter. It's a pity that he was so self-righteous, he would he would have made a good deatheater. He tried to disarm me, but I was too quick. With a wave of my wand, he was dead. Lily started crying in front of me, begging me to leave her children. I quickly killed her too. All that whining can get on one's nerves. Now all that was left was the children. I looked at the two, and noticed the girl, Evelyn, had more magical powers than the boy. I better finish her off first.
As I tried to kill her, I noted that Lily put a strong protective spell on both of them, but that was nothing a few spells couldn't get rid of. Though, it did drain magic when I did them. Oh well. I stepped towards Evelyn, who looked at me curiously. I raised my wand over my head and muttered the spells. Then, with a flick of my wand, she was dead. Then I turned to Harry…
Hagrid walked up to the ruins of the house that once had belonged to the Potters. He had Harry in his arms, but Lily, James, and little Evelyn were nowhere to be found. A tear slid down his cheek as he turned away. Let them rest in peace…