"Bow down to me muggles for I am your new king, I am your new Master!" screamed Voldemort to the mass of students before him. It was after what was then known as the Great War. World war I and II were nothing compared to it. The Dark had one and there was nothing anybody could do to stop them. There was no place in the world that was safe. Voldemort had just begun to take over the last country that was not already under his rule, Australia.
The students before him were all force to their knees as a powerful spell pushed them down, they could do nothing to resist. "See my people," hissed Voldemort to his death eaters that surrounded the students. "Even these muggles know when they have been defeated even they know that they have all lost." He laughed, a high cold pitch laugh that sent chills down everyone's spine. He raised his wand ready to start the mass murder.
A single child stood up, right in the centre of all the students. Voldemort laughed, "look this child even wants to be my first victim, now shall we have some fun? Imperio" he shouted the spell heading straight towards the girl. But it hit something right in front of the child; it hit it so hard that it burst into a brilliant show of lights. Voldemort screamed no one had blocked his spells in a long time. He was angry, "Who are you" he hissed in his deathly silent voice, even his followers were starting to step back now.
My name is Amilia De Gray.