THREE YEARS LATER
A village stood at the base of a larg hill. The village wasnt large. It consisted of about 60 or so stone houses and one large town hall. Yet, the town itself wasnt the most interesting place thing. On top of the large hill was a gigantic Mansion. It was six stories high. And it covered probably 4 acres of the 20 acre land. This mansion was known as Blackwall due to the 6 meter high black wall that surrounded the territory. The village had also taken up the name. In Blackwall at the moment resided Harry Potter and Lady Hermione Granger.
Harry Potter had married Hermione Granger a year after his campaign had started. No-one knew how it had happened, but it was a large turning point in the world. Harry Potter had become more ruthless in the battle as Hermione took care of the smaller details. No-longer did prisoners require his attention and medical facilities needed his approval. It made his life easier.
However the war was on a whole new level. England was now desttroyed. Only those few places that lord potter lived were preserved. The battle had gone out to other european countries. Muggles had learned of magic. It was now a four sided war. There were those who loved only pureblood and killed muggles and muggle-lovers. There were the mugges who killed wizards and thse on their side. And then there was Lord Potters side and Dumbledore. Both who accepted muggles. It was WWIII.
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Draco crept down a dark alley. Dressed in a dark cloaked and hooded. He was as silent as he could be. It was impossible to hear him or see him. He countinued melting in with the shadows and going down the alley until he came to a door. He entered the door and entered the back of a shop.
Jaco D'aur stood infront of his counter waiting for a customer to come in. He ran a blade shop in France, on the outside. In truth he supplied weapons to Dumbledore and his men, he also had many other customers who supported Dumbledore and he also transferred info from one point to another as he ran many shops across europe. He was a rich man. He then felt a hand on his shoulder and then a sharp peircing pain in between his shoulder blades and a voice in his ear.
„ Regards from Lord Potter, your new replacement is here." Jaco then fell to the floor. Behind him standing Draco Malfoy. When Jaco hit the floor a parchment rolled out of his pocket. Draco bent down and picked it up. He looked a it. It was some kind of code
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Draco pocketed it and then raise his wand, He threw a couple spells around wreakíng havoc in the place. He then heaved the now dead body upon his should and disapparated.