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It was a dark, cold night at the poor suburbs of London. The calm and cool silence of the night only broken by a young couple walking hurriedly through one of the streets. The couple, while they did not look strange, acted very suspiciously. They kept glancing right and left, not quite trusting the silence of the night.
They stopped suddenly, in front of an old rundown building that had definitely seen better days. In front of the building was a crooked signboard which read 'St Magdalene's Orphanage'.
As the young couple stared at the orphanage, one of them spoke. "Are you sure this is the right thing to do?" The voice sounded very worried and almost hysterical. "What if something goes wrong?"
The other voice, which was much deeper than the first, soothingly responded. "Nothing will go wrong, we've planned everything perfectly. There's a protective barrier around her that keeps people from seeing her except members of the orphanage her until the morning. The worst that can happen is that we die in the hands of Voldemort-" The voice broke off. "If that happens at least we'll know that we protected her the best that we could."
The couple both glanced at the subject of their conversation. It was a baby with red hair in a basketnette that was held in the arms of the companion with the higher voice that was quite obviously a female.
"I just wish we could have known her more," the female sighed. "I wish we could have had normal lives where there was no such thing as Voldermort."
"As do I," said the young man. "At least, if anything happens to us we'll know that someone we trust is watching over her."
The young man looked at his watch and sighed. "It's time to go. People will get suspicious if we don't show up."
"Wait a second," They young woman took off a locket that was around her neck and placed it around the baby's neck. "Now I'm ready."
The couple both kissed the baby, stared at her one last time then placed her on the orphanage's doorstep. They turned and didn't glance back as they apparated away.
They baby in the baskenette slept peacefully, unaware that this was the last she would ever see her parents alive again.