Harry Potter and the Mystery of Zachary Eaves
(Yeah... this is my version of Harry Potter.. Please don't be harsh people.. This is my first fanfic and im not an experience writer.. so i hope you'll go easy on me.. Forgive me if ever you've notice some mistakes in grammar, spelling or etc.. Like i said not a writer)
PROLOGUE
The night was young and seemed so peaceful. The beauty of the moon is still up in the sky, as if, nothing tragic had happened inside the big gray house beneath it. As if no life was taken. As if, no evil occurred.
Silence had covered the place and there was no sign of destruction in the neighborhood. But inside the house, where the great wizard Albus Dumbledore stood, it was different. The house was so disorganized as if a tornado had just passed by, everything was out of place and things were all over the floor. The professors from Hogwarts were all about the place as if searching for something. Something or someone very much important.
"Is there any sign of them, Professor Snape?" asked Dumbledore as he faced to the man with the black flowing robe and a shoulder-length black hair.
"There is no sign of them in here, Professor. But Professor McGonagall is upstairs with Hagrid checking the bedrooms," Snape answered.
"Professor!" shouted a tall bearded man with a western country accent, standing above the staircase.
"What is it Hagrid?" asked Dumbledore hoping to receive good news.
But Hagrid had a serious look on his face. He seemed so sad and scared at the same time. He opened his mouth but no words came out. Instead he just nodded his head and wiped the tears which were falling from his eyes.
Snape and Dumbledore immediately went up stairs and entered the bed room with Hagrid. There they saw Professor McGonagall standing by the window, crying. When they look on the floor, they saw what they were looking for. It was James and Lily Potter, lying cold and dead on the floor.
"I'm afraid we're too late, Professor" Snape said with a sharp look on his eyes.
"Indeed we are, Professor. Is there any sign of the Dark Lord?" Dumbledore asked with a sad and low pitched voice.
"I believe he is long gone, from the signs of their bodies, the Dark Lord used Avada Kedavra on the Potters about an hour or two ago," Snape answered, "he could be anywhere by now."
"What about the child? Has he been found yet?" Dumbledore asked again, but everybody just looked at each other.
"The boy isn't here, Professor," said Professor McGonagall as she finally wipe her tears away, "we looked everywhere in this area but bear no sign of him."
"There is no sign of him down stairs or anywhere around premises," Snape answered.
"Oh, my, this is not good," Dumbledore remarked, "Snape! Call the Ministry of Magic; we are going to conduct an immediate search. I believe he took the child with him."