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Harry Potter: The Son Of Darkness

Chapter I: The Dream

It was a late August night. Harry was lying in bed asleep. Fifteen years has passed since harry had defeated Lord Voldemort, and the scars of that battle still showed upon his chest, and his face.

Since then Harry has married Ginny and had the twins Lilly Anne Potter, and Sirius Albus James Potter who are both fourteen years old now and attending Hogwarts. Ginny on the other hand made the London Quidditch Team as a chaser, And harry has become what he has always dreamed to become an Auror.

That night was a normal night at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. Harry was asleep in the Upstairs bedroom, his arms were under the pillows he was dreaming peacefully, or we should say had been sleeping peacefully, but not anymore.

Everything faded into the scene of a dark alley, Harry could hear A slow heavy deep and raspy breathing as of that of someone who had recently been chased to a high extent. Smoke drifted in front of the moon which was full that night. He saw a wand stick out a very familiar looking wand from it read sparks emitted from it as a course command was muttered, "SECTEMSUMPRA!", but it was deflected back at the caster and then from Harry's point of view a dark eerie voice muttered a short spell and a light flashed, as the light flashed. He saw the body…the body …the bloody body of Ron Weasley.

Back at number 12 harry suddenly awakes to his scar burning for the first time in 15 years. Harry was breathing very deeply he picked up his classes and looked at the clock it was a quarter after 6 in the morning."Only five minutes till I have to go to work…better get ready." he said.

As he hopped from bed a rapping nose was made at the window. It was Hermione's new owl Sparkelz. Harry stepped over and opened the window.

It dropped one of the many letters in its claws and took off.

He opened it, and it was drenched in tears and yet still easily legible.

Dear Harry,

Oh Harry Ron…Oh lord Ron…he's been…murdered. Someone

Attacked him while he was on an important case. God Harry

I've heard there going to put you on the team to search for the killer. Harry I'll see you soon

Love,

Hermoine

"OH SHIT!"Harry Cursed "Not Again." Harry got ready and apparated to the Ministry Of Magic.