"I did it dad." the boy said, gazing up at the man with bright, eager eyes. Voldemort smiled at the boy, pale spindley fingers ruffling the boy's hair,
"Good work Harold. You remembered to silence the house, didn't you?" The child scoffed,
"of course." He smirked, "Can I-"
"Go on then..." said Voldemort, the boy turned and dashed from the room. A few minutes after he left, the door slammed open, several black cloaked figures walked through the door and getting on their knees before the Dark Lord. All traces of the once smiling man was gone. Voldemort raised his wand,
"crucio!" He yelled, pointing his wand at each of the figures and watching them scream in pain with a delighted smile on his cruel face.
"Ginny!" Harry called, a small girl appeared, long red hair pulled out of her round face, the girl reached out to hug him and Harry stepped back.
"Knives away." He said firmly, Ginny rolled her eyes, tucking several knives into her belt.
"How was your mission?" she asked, the boy grinned cockily,
"How do you think?" The girl frowned,
"you failed?" She mocked, Harry rolled his eyes,
"No... Karkaroff and his wife are dead, obviously!" He said, "Now..." He smirked, "Weren't we going to have a knife throwing contest? Or are you trying to change to subject?" Ginny smirked
"Prepare to have your ass whooped dummy!" She cried, and the two began running towards the training room in Gaunt Manor.
James Potter ran a hand over his face and sunk into his chair in the front room of Godricks Hollow, Lilly Potter glanced up from her book,
"hard day at work?" She asked, James Potter let out a groan of frustration.
"There's been another attack, the remaining Death eaters are runnng wild, but we can't get any evidence it's them commiting the crimes." He sighed, "Lately all the attacks have been flaring up, it's like something's starting. Thank god Voldemort's gone." Lilly Potter wrapped her arms around her husband.
"what's going on?" Asked Damian, rubbing sleep from his large brown eyes,
"Nothing Damy..." Said Lilly Potter, "Go back to bed..." The small boy nodded sleepily, running a hand through his messy black hair before running upstairs, bare feet patting on the carpeted floor.
James Potter shut his eyes, leaning back against the chair. "I'm going to find out who's behind this, I promise you, I'm not loosing another son to war..." Lilly Potter rested her head on her husbands shoulder.
"I know." She said, closing her eyes, the two drifted into nightmare filled sleep, with the cries of a green eyed baby boy ringing through their minds.
TBC
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