Introduction
The ground held nothing but dead plants and a very unpleasant feeling of death. All around was still and quiet, no living thing was about, but what could be expected when the place was cursed, cursed with sins.
In the middle of this clearing stood a stone, a stone holding words of a dead one, with latin weaving some sort of spell through it. It was placed around a name, one which was feared by many, even muggles feared it as they had thought him as a serial killer. This man was 'Tom Marvolo Riddle' , also known as Lord Voldemort which had been placed there by none other than Harry Potter. The battle had wiped out many loved ones as well as enemies but ended with the most terrible evil leaving the Earth. It was in the night, this night that the air became cold which had been quite odd as it is summer. The ground began to shake making the area around the stone come alive. In front of a stone a scaley hand pierced through the upper Earth, then a deranged head came up giving a blood curdling scream. Off the side, a young boy of four was sitting on a rock, smiling broadly as he who must not be named arised.
Harry sat up in his bed, wiping the sweat off of his face, then soon placing the palm of his hand over his scar where a piercing pain was erupting. Panice was surging through his body and he almost yelped at the shock of someone's smooth arms wrapping around him in comfort.
"Harry Darling, have you had another nightmare?"
Her voice soothed him, making him fall back to his pillows in a relaxful manner and turned to his side to take in his beautiful wife's face which always calmed him or made him smile whatever the emotion.
She is known by the name of Antonette 'Toni' Lurtin, a hispanic muggle young woman which Harry had saved in the battle five years ago. Blonde curls framed her tanned skin and ocean blue eyes. She was picture perfect, to everyone whom walked past her.
"Yes my dear, although it is not one of the ordinary so i fear that s-"
"Mummy, daddy...scary dream"
"-speak of the devil" Harry chuckled.
A young girl of fours voice was heard yelling down the hall way, and her footsteps from running were quite loud.She ran into the room and jumped onto the bed. The little girl is their daughter, she has black curly hair and deep blue eyes, she looked much like her mum yet inherited things from her father.
"What is it Siera.." Toni spoke soothingly to her while playing with Siera's hair in a motherly matter. Siera had found her way between Toni and Harry.
"Voldeleemort not dead"
It was then that it was to begin.