It was the first thing I saw when I walked up to my house, the front door slightly ajar... that's when I started to feel my heart beat in my ears.

My father never kept the door open, ever since Voldermort resurfaced, especially since my mother escape. He was always petrified she would come after me, trying to make me join them, become a Death Eater.

I'd rather die first.

I just stood there staring at the door feeling my world suddenly fall apart, I didn't even know what waited for me inside.

"Someone was in there" That's when my heart stopped. I spun round to see Mrs Sear from across the street standing behind me.

"Jesus, Mrs Sear you almost gav…wait. What? Someone was in there?"

"I saw a woman leave, beastly looking creature if you ask me dear…an…an…and then..." She just looked into my eyes, almost like she didn't believe what just happened

"what? Tell me! What happened?" I was trying so hard not to scream at her. All I wanted to do was run into the house but my legs were glued to the spot.

"She just... disappeared, in a cloud of smoke, then …well look up dear" As I slowly turned raised my head that's when I saw it, the Dark Mark. I had seen it on the front of The Daily Prophet and my dad had told me about it, but seeing it up-close was probably the most terrifying thing ever.

How did I not notice that when I was walking up the street? Was I that oblivious to everything?

That's when I realised most of my neighbours were now on the street looking at it. Then I remembered what my dad told me.

They cast it after Killing.

I flew into the house ignoring the calls from Mrs Sear, slamming the door wide open. "Dad? DAD?"

I stood there looking round the hall way, when suddenly I felt myself being drawn towards the back room, I started running towards it but for some reason my body felt like it weighed a tone. Every step I took my body started shaking more and more, probably because I knew exactly what I was about to encounter. Placing my hand on the door I gently pushed it open.

He was laying on the floor eyes wide open,slumped on his side. My dad.

"Dad?" I could feel the tears start to whelm beneath my eyes "…daddy?"

I slowly walked over to him, kneeling beside him placing a gentle hand on his face. How could he feel so cold so quickly? How could this of happened? I was only at my friends for an hour. Why did I even go in the first place!

"Daddy please wake up. Dad!"

I couldn't take it any more, I started shaking him hoping this was a sick twisted joke and he would sit up any second and say got cha, but he wasn't. His cold eyes just kept staring past me, I could feel myself shaking more and I could feel the hot tears streaming down my face.

Suddenly there were hands on my shoulders. More death eaters? Had my mum, if it had been her, come back to finish me off? I didn't care at this point. All I could think was my dad is dead. I didn't care about anything.