Chapter 1: The Plans
Christmas, 19 years after Voldemorts downfall
About fifteen hooded figures sat around a large wooden table. One man sat at the head of the table, with long blonde hair. He looked around at everyone at the table. For a long time, everyone was silent.
"I suppose you wonder why you all are here today, correct?" he asked softly. Everyone else nodded. "We are here," he began, " To avenge our master. After what Potter has done at Hogwarts all those years ago, it is now time to get revenge." A large man down at the other end of the table said," Why did we wait so long to take action?" The others nodded in agreement. " Because now that they have families of their own, we can use that against them, Markus." Lucius Malfoy said coldly.
"Do you realize how difficult this is?" another witch asked. "Potter is the head of the Auror department with dozens of recruits behind his back. His friends are part of the Order of the Phoenix!"
The rest of the group looked at Lucius. "I have realized that," he said coldly. "We will get Potter at his own home when he is least expecting it."
The remaining Death Eaters cheered. "What is the plan?" Markus asked. "We will attack friends first." Malfoy said. "His friend Weasley is the perfect target. We will stage an attack at his house." Markus frowned. "He is married to the Mudblood Granger, and she is a very skilled witch." He said loudly. "Kill others if necessary." Lucius told him. The witch then asked, "Who shall do the honors?" "Markus, Lestrange, and Cartman." Malfoy said. "When will the attack be staged?" Cartman asked. "Tomorrow." Malfoy grinned. The rest of the group roared in delight.
A group of people sat around a Christmas tree. The group consisted of Harry Potter, his wife Ginny, their children James, Albus, and Lily, Ron Weasley, his wife Hermione, and their children Rose and Hugo.
"Can we open the rest of the presents now, or what?" Nine year old Hugo asked. "Yes." Hermione laughed. Everyone had one present left. Thirteen year old James grabbed his and tore it open. "Cool!" he shouted. He had gotten a Nimbus 3000 broomstick. "I can't wait to test it!" Harry grinned, James was a quidditch player, just like he was. Albus, who was eleven, had gotten new Transfiguation books, which were his favorite subject at Hogwarts. Nine tear old Lily got new dress robes from her mother , Ginny. "Thanks, Mum!" she squealed.
All of the adults grinned. Eleven year old Rose and nine year old Hugo tore open their presents to find….books. "What?" Hermione said said to the laughter. "It was the best we could find!" "Thanks, mum." Both children said, hugging her.
"Alright," Harry said. "Time for bed." His children leapt up, hugged their Aunt and uncle, and raced upstairs. Hermione stood up to take Rose and Hugo home. She threw floo powder into the fireplace and vanished with the children.
"Do you know if we have any emergencies?" Ron asked Harry when Ginny went upstairs. "So far, no," Harry said. "The only thing that happened was that Oliver Wood got hit with a bludger during practice last week." Ron laughed.
No one knew that the Death Eaters were headed towards his house as they spoke.