"My parents are dead, you're insane!!" Harry shouted.
He ran to the kitchen as fast as he could. He reached for the closest object he could find, which in this case would be a frying pan Aunt Petunia used to make eggs in the morning. He tiptoed next to the door and didn't dare make a breath. He waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, until finnaly he heard some stirring from the living room.
"Oh My Gawd!" He heard and unfamiliar voice yell obviously seeing the huge mess Harry had created in the living room from the wreckage. A tall man with sallow skin and sandy blond hair and scars running down his arms emerged in the kitchen. There was a CLANG!! and the sandy man was out like a light. Harry reached down and pick the man's pockets and found house keys, a velvet pouch filled with bronze coins, and a mens wallet with a apparition license that stated the mans name was Remus Lupin.
He stuffed the Remus's belongings into the back pocket of his new Sevens, the worn leather slipping into the skinny pocket like butter. Harry then, warily, ventured into the living room where he found an empty room that was supremely trashed. Unknown to Harry, the mysterious strangers that had uninvitedly entered his home were in the attic, looking through his Book of Shadows. Harry needed some answers from Remus, so he started to write a truth spell.
"For those who want the truth revealed,
Opened hearts and secrets unsealed,
From now until its now again,
After which the memories remain,
For those who now are in this house,
Will hear the truth from others mouths."
Harry had adapted a spell from his favorite TV show, Charmed, to fit his current situation. As He left his room, he saw a mass of flowing red hair walking down the stairs.
"Who are you?!!" Harry shouted at the familiar head.
"Your mom!" The temperamental redhead shouted on instinct.
Harry flicked up his hands, freezing the entire group in their spots, esentially freezing time itself. He used his telekinesis to catapult them to the ground and unfroze only their heads.
"Why?" Was the only question Harry asked before his whole world went dark and came crashing down.
Ginny Weasley had never been a mean person, but living for ten years with Fred and George had prepared her for the bullies and the assholes of the world, and her brother and Daniel
Potter had given her more than enough experince actually talking to assholes, but she never really stood up to them, until now. They had pissed her off one too many times for her to act
docile, they were about to feel W.W.W., Wrath of a Weasley Woman. Watch Out.