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Warning: Severe Character Death

(Five Months Later)

Asperion strode through the dark halls of Riddle Manor all the while smiling widely showing all of his razor sharp teeth. Passing Deatheaters shrank into the walls allowing him full access to the hall or simply fell on their faces while simultaneously moving out of the way. They learned quickly that Asperion wasn't someone to p*ss off. Those who did accomplish this feat were either found dead a few minutes later, went insane, or became a vegetable and killed soon after.

Reaching his destination Asperion opened the doors that lead into his father's meeting room. As soon as he entered heads turned towards him. Deatheaters realizing who he was quickly made a path for him. One Deatheater wasn't quick enough and was punished severely. Asperion left the man twitching on the ground as he made his way to his father. He stopped and bowed curtly to his father before assuming his position on the right side of the throne in which Voldemort sat.

Voldemort laughed coldly and mirthlessly before continuing where he was when Asperion entered the room. "As I was saying, tonight is the perfect opportunity for striking out at the wizarding community, to strike fear into their hearts, reminding them of fear. It is time for nightmares, for destruction, for pain, and for death to be ever present in our world," he paused for dramatic effect before continuing "Tonight at exactly five o-clock we will attack Diagon Alley. The attack will be led by my heir. Go prepare yourselves." With that he turned to Asperion "Spare no one, and if you get the chance …"

He didn't need to finish Asperion understood perfectly. Dismissing himself he left the room and prepared for his assignment which was to come in about an hour. Asperion entered the one place that no one except he and his father had set foot in. Inside the room Hermione's body lay untouched on the bed apart from the fact that the hole in her stomach was gone. He walked over to the bedside and looked longingly at her beautiful face before he spoke these words "You will soon be back to normal my love, I will find the secret, I will even if it takes a hundred years or more, I will find a way to bring you back, I swear to you I will bring you back." He finished his little speech with a tone of finality before turning around and leaving the room locking the door behind him with a wave of his hand.

Asperion slammed open the doors of the study where the Deatheaters were waiting with five minutes to go before they left. "Anyone in the alley is going to stay in the alley, nothing leaves." Before he turned on the spot, a moment later he was standing in the middle of the alley which was swarming with witches and wizards alike. Two seconds later his squad appeared next to him and immediately set up anti-apperition and portkey wards letting no one escape, before turning on the crowd with lethal curses and spells.

Men, women, and children fell dead on the spot as the curses found their marks. Screaming filled the air as the people of the alley saw the deaths. Immediately people tried to apperate away, or use their portkeys before discovering to their horror that they were still in the alley. They were quickly put down by the Deatheaters.

Asperion watched as the families that packed the alley were slaughtered. He then suddenly laughed cold as ice as he heard a series of cracks and members of the Order of the Phoenix appeared in the chaos. He then motioned swiftly with his right hand and half of the Deatheaters started to attack the Order while the other half continued to slaughter the innocents of the alley. It was then that Asperion lifted his wand for the first time since entering the alley. He then strode forward towards the Order.

(Dumbledore's POV)

As soon as he set foot in Diagon Alley Dumbledore knew that something was very wrong. He could feel it before he set his eyes on the Deatheaters. It was like a cold breeze swept through the alley, thou the sky was completely clear not a speck of cloud was to be seen. Yet, Dumbledore could feel it. He was then brought abruptly back into reality as one of his members fell dead at his feet, a nasty gash across the man's throat. Blood pooled on the stone alleyway from the open wound that claimed the man's life.

Carefully Dumbledore stepped around the pool of blood so as to not slip and kill himself. He didn't want to die here, especially not in such an embarrassing way. A Deatheater appeared at his right sending a curse his way. Dumbledore simply swatted it away before stunning the Deatheater with his wand. This process repeated for the next few minutes before he heard a scream for pure and absolute terror to his right he then turned sharply in that direction. After doing so all he could do was stair in horror as eight of his comrades were blasted apart into gory chunks of flesh, meat, and bone which flew everywhere.

It was then that he saw the figure who cast the curse. A man, wearing a cloak black as night, and a mask of blinding silver upon his face which covered only the upper half of his face showing only his mouth. When Dumbledore looked into the man's eyes he blanched, they were black with red irises, red as the very blood that stained the ground, but that was not all. They were glowing, giving off a monstrous gleam. This was what Dumbledore had felt when he entered the alley.

The figure then spotted Dumbledore, then smiled a cruel smile with his pointed teeth. "Lay down your wand boy and end this bloodshed!" Dumbledore yelled over the sounds of battle. It was when the figure laughed that Dumbledore realized that he had made a terrible mistake, for when the two groups heard it, they froze in fear Deatheaters and Order members alike trembled at the sound. Dumbledore shuddered when he heard it which scared him, for he never shuddered at anything.

"You fool!" the figure spat "Did you really think that, that was going to work? Did you really think that I would f*cking fall for that?"

"I-I…"

"Then you're an even bigger fool than I realized!" the figure laughed. Faster than blinking his face changed into a mask of pure hatred. It was then that Dumbledore felt fear for the first time in fifty-four years when he heard what was spoken next with cold certainty "Killing you will be a pleasure that I plan to take fully." Faster than blinking the figure sent the killing curse at Dumbledore who barely dodged it in time only to hit by a pulsing red curse, to the horror of all on the side of the light.

(Third Person POV)

As soon as the curse hit Dumbledore, it seemed as if nothing would happen, but everyone knew that wasn't the case. Dumbledore then began to stumble forward, only then was it clear what the curse had done. The upper half of the wizard that everyone loved, split apart leaving his legs one place his torso in another, splattering blood everywhere. It was then that the wizarding world knew that life would never be the same.

I hope you enjoyed. this chapter! for this story is far from over!