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It started as any other day. Harry Potter and his friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, were sitting in the kitchen in the Burrow. It was the summer after their sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and as Harry had said, he was going back to Godrics Hollow in a week.

He didn't know what he would find there, all he knew was that he had to go there. He had weird dreams at night; dreams of Godrics Hollow. But it isn't the ruin it used to be. It was like seeing an old film someone had shot.

He was walking up the path to the front door. When he opened the door he becomes overwhelmed with a feeling of happiness. But it

wasn't the happiness of a family with a newborn baby, it was like seeing memories in pensieve; he could see them but they couldn't see him. He looked to his right, trough a doorway. There he sees a family in the living room. Again there is no sign of a baby. He climbs up the staircase when he is halfway up he looks to his left and into the kitchen. It doesn't look anything out of the ordinary and he continues up the flight of stairs. When he reached the landing he walks to the first door on the right. There was a sign on it that said 'Harry's Room' he opened the door and was astounded at what he found...