Prologue

The last visible light hidden behind the mountains had slowly faded away. The grounds of Hogwarts were empty, and cold. The howls of werewolves in the forbidden forest were enough to create a sense of evilness in the air. Hogwarts was now in ruins. The collapsing bricks and towers were the only things left of this ancient castle. But with all the destruction around it, one tall tower still managed to stay up, but it's end was near, soon, it will fall and breakdown like the others around it...

A blast of green light erupted from the tall tower and released a blinding light into the darkness. The windows shattered and a deafening shriek was released into the cold night. As it happened, all was lost. The birds of the forbidden forest fluttered away, and a merciless laugh pervaded out from the tower, and into the blurry night. Harry Potter had died in the hands of Voldemort, killed by the cruel Avada Kadavra curse. Sybill Trelawney's prophecy was true, only one of the two chosen ones could survive out of the duel, and Harry Potter lost. But what Sybill over looked, was that there would be another prophecy and in which this time, it would be another person that would fight Voldemort. This person was named Draco Malfoy...

The prophecy

One heir will fall,

And the other will finish the incomplete.

The dark lord will fail,

And behind him,

His evil deeds will follow.

But for all these to be accomplished,

One sole weapon is required.

The Sword of Life.

Without it,

All will fail,

The last heir will be burned in fire,

And the world will perish into ashes.

The death of Harry Potter was posted everywhere in the wizard world and the news of it startled everyone. Voldemort was invincible now and no one was capable of defeating him. Dumbledore was died, in the hands of a death eater. Harry Potter was dead too, killed by Voldemort. These unfortunate events had led great discomfort to the people of the wizard world, and brought them suffering a huge loss. All the witches and wizards from the world were threatened with the hope of survival. Day and night, their houses were haunted by death eaters whom roamed the streets and killed people with their merciless hands. Mankind was in the edge of survival, especially the muggles and the muggle-born. Everyday, there were a few cases of both muggles and muggle-borns being killed, but the murderers escaped without a trace. It was obvious that the incident was caused by the death eaters. Soon, mankind was going to be one of the extinct species…