Author's Notes (AN): Happy New Year, And welcome to the new story. I tend to read stories a lot on Mobile, and also have a lot of stories that update erratically, so I will include a 'Previously' section in each chapter, and a Chapter Title, because the former helps me remember what story I am reading, and the latter cannot be seen in Mobile.
I have 60 story ideas that are Works In Progress (WIP) so I will only start new stories at the start of year, and I will only update posted chapter WIPS in March, and September. One shots, or their series types will be updated in June and December, or January, but there will be only one update per month of any WIPs. All One-Shot/Series (O-S/S) stories will remain WIPs. If I ever complete a story it will be posted in February, May, July, August, October, and November. I take April off as a birthday present to myself. My chapters, before ANs will be at least 2,000 words long, each, and will likely stay under 4,000 words each. Except Drabbles and One-shot, which have no limit.
Chapter Beta-Reader(BR), and Beta Notes (BN): This story is Not Beta'd, if anyone would like to volunteer, that would be breat, I have Harry Potter stories and Naruto stories that need Betas so I can start publishing.
Disclaimer: These are legally required in all fanfiction, so that the fan authors will not get sued for presuming to profit off of copyrighted material. Only this first one will be formal, because I believe these are unnecessary. I am not the author of the original work in which this story takes place, and do not make any profit, or condone the making of any profit off of this story.
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Chapter Notes: Chapter Update Day: February 16, 2016. Edits: February 16, 2016; July 7, 2016; Spelling edits
Blood of the Enemy and the Blood Wards: Voldemort appears at Privet Drive!
Harry lay on his old mattress in Dudley's second bedroom, staring blankly at the ceiling. It was dark, but Harry didn't look at the clock. He didn't want to know what time it was, he didn't want to know how much longer until sunrise, it would be harder to stay awake that way. If he tried hard enough he would be able to stay awake all night, then tomorrow night he might be too exhausted to dream. They were not pleasant dreams, and he hoped to avoid them by being too have them again. He couldn't stay awake indefinitely, but he would try his best to exhaust himself all the same. This was the second night in a row he was staying up all night, and he figured two nights of no sleep to one would do the trick.
The wood grain in the ceiling began to move and warp. That should have been his first clue, but he just watched it move. Eventually it formed into a face, Voldemort's face and he said the words, "Kill the spare." The bright green was streaking across the blackness and then Cedric was falling to the ground, the life gone out in his eyes.
Harry woke up to the sound of screaming. "BOY! I told you to keep it down, decent people are trying to sleep around here!" Uncle Vernon was yelling at his door, pulling the locks open as he did. Harry grimaced, he hadn't meant to fall asleep, he looked out the window, it was still dark out.
Uncle Vernon came stomping into the room like a thunderstorm, his face changing slowly from red to purple. "BOY!" He yelled again, and Harry hunched in on himself, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep, I won't do it again." Uncle Vernon looked like he was about to start yelling again, when a long series of cracks rent the air outside the house, and then a few voices were heard. Uncle Vernon turned toward the door, "What the bloody hell is that?"
He started stomping down the stairs, toward the front door, Harry looked out the window, careful to keep back so he wouldn't be seen clearly from the lawn, standing in the street were many people in black robes and white masks. Death Eaters were here. Harry tried to calm down, and then decided that this was not a time to keep calm, and went for his wand.
"Hedwig!" He snapped, taking his wand out and using the unlocking charm on the padlock. He grabbed a quill on his desk and a bit of parchment, and scribbled a quick note, hoping his writing would be legible enough, he darted a quick look at the clock. Then tied the note to her leg, and rushed to the window, "Hedwig, hurry, get to Sirius, the Weasrely's, or Dumbledore, but get to whomever as fast as possible! Don't let the Death Eaters see you! " She rushed out the window and into the night, Harry could only hope she could get help before it was too late.
He grabbed his photo album from under the floor, the Marauders' Map being slipped between the pages, and then he threw his father's cloak on. Uncle Vernon could be heard yelling about decent people needing sleep and freaks not being welcome here. Harry rushed over to his trunk and grabbed his Firebolt, and slid it under his cloak. He didn't want to leave, but he had only gotten away the last time by chance, this time he would have to run, staying and fighting would only end badly.
Uncle Vernon had stopped yelling, and the lights had faded, which couldn't be good, Harry wasn't sure his uncle was capable of being this quite with so many wizards around. Harry slipped out the door, and looked down into the face of Voldemort, in the frame of the open front door. Harry was starting to hyperventilate, and then he remembered last year and tried not to breath too loudly. There was a Death Eater standing just behind Voldemort, on the doorstep.
Voldemort smiled, "So much for the Great Dumbledore's precious Blood Wards, another benefit of using Potter's blood in my ritual. Now the Boy-Who-Lived and his pathetic Muggle family die. And the world will learn no one defeats me, the Great Lord Voldemort!" The Death Eater answered "Of course, Master, the world will learn it's folly" in Lucious Malfoy's voice.
Harry had quickly slipped back into Dudley's second bedroom at the beginning of the speech, and figured he would have to use the window instead of the back door, there was no way to get passed Voldemort on the stairs. Harry hopped he could get clear without being seen, he had never flown with his cloak on before, and he just had to hope the Death Eaters left on the street or lawn were dim ones that wouldn't notice what little of him would be visible in the dark.
Author's Note: So this has NOT been Beta'd, and I wanted to start this story right now as a way to get people to my profile where I have a poll, and this is not the story that might have a post by midyear. See my profile for more info.