What you gonna do if you live in a shoe. :D
Summary: Danny Fenton's family is killed by a fire ghost and now he's being sent to Vlad's place. Sad and lonely from the death of his friends and family, now he's getting a letter written to him by Maddie. What is Danny to do when he finds out…his name isn't Danny at all?
WARNING: Under the circumstances of a house burning, I suggest you don't read it if you can't stand a home being burned!
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom OK? OR Harry Potter
Howls of flames were heard from all around as people from nearby homes stood and watched the house from across of them; go up in a roar of flames. Inside, they could hear the shouting of a child; a boy who seemed to be pleading for something. Firefighters were not helping much as their equipment of water was dimming yet the fire itself seemed to grow stronger and higher with each spray of water they threw at it. The fiery house must have been the brightest out of all the homes in the area and not once did a ball of flame end up on another roof of a home. It kept to the same house lit it was attached.
Meanwhile….
"MOM? DAD?" Coughing and choking on the fiery smoke, young Danny Fenton was alone and too scared to move from the spot he was walking back and forth from.
His parents had left him alone in his bedroom for just a split second to see what the problem was. But as they had not come back for some time, Danny was beginning to get frightened of the situation that surrounded him with flames. All the while, he could hear a voice echo off the halls of the home and it sounded angry.
The voice was cruel with laughter as Danny tried to sneak his way through the fiery home. His childhood memories were vanishing in the instant and all that his parents had been building up for were disappearing from his view.
Sweat began to drop off the side of his cheeks as the flames began to grow higher with each step he took. Danny was about to run for the door when a ghostly being appeared before him, snarling and flashing its pointy fangs like a vampire would. If there was any monster that Danny had wished was true, he was wishing for a closet monster at this time.
The ghost itself was purely terrifying as its head was aflame and half its body was missing in a cloud of fire and smoke. The ghost's eyes were red with color and showed no signs of compassion, not that Danny was hoping for it.
"Oh dear, looks like I missed one!" If Danny wasn't scared before, he was now; just hearing the ghostly being's strong tone of voice would cause a girl's hair to stand on end.
"HE'S IN HERE!" A shouting throughout the bursting flames caught Danny's attention just as the ghost began to vanish into a thick cloud of smoke, blending in with its surroundings.
In just a mere few seconds, Danny was whisked away by the arms of a firefighter who had kicked down a few doors just to get to Danny. The ghost had long since gone and with it, Danny's memory of ever meeting with him. But there was one thing he would always remember and that was the empty feeling of having no parents. His family was gone and would never return.
As the firefighter turned away from the burning home, Danny looked back just in time to see the ghost again, smiling its pointy teeth at him. Danny clung to the man who carried him out and buried his head into the man's shoulder, crying. This was one night he would never forget.
A/n: Sort of a prequel to put it better said. I'm guessing the ghost will have no name but whatever. Just so everyone knows, I'll continue it, don't worry! Sorry it's so very few words or that it was so short!