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*Kimber*

I could feel the growing warmth behind me as I walked down the street. I smiled. That was number 34. In no time at all I could hear the muggle sirens coming to the now burning house to attempt to put out the fire. If no wizard/witch came they would sure be there awhile. But the best part was still yet to come. The part where you hear the dying screams of the people burning inside the house.

I could not help but laugh as entered my apartment. After dropping my things on my kitchen table I made my way to the window to watch the chaos forming outside. My father would have been proud.

*James*

" Honey! Honey! We are over here! James!" Mrs. Potter called while waving her hands in the air so everyone could see her.

I rolled my eyes and mumbled to my best friend Will, "We still on for Sunday morning?"

Will grinned, "What else is there to live for?" Then he walked off to find his dad.

As I approached my parents I noticed that both my younger siblings had gotten there first, and were already hugging our parents. I checked out during the whole you go so tall and the my little baby graduated talk. It was the same every year except this was the last year I had to undergo this torture.

"James. James. James!" I looked over at my mom who was pointing at my dad whom was now surrounded by a mob of people. " Go see your dad." She said.

I began to make my way through the crowd of people surrounding my dad. They started to whisper nervously and some were shouting for help. I entered the center of the swarm of people and looking around I didn't see my dad anywhere. Then I stepped on fingers. Wait. What? Fingers? I looked down and saw Harry Potter(aka my dad) passed out cold on the floor...

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