Potter Manor:
The manor was a very old building, Truly more of a small castle. No one remembered its original name or origin. At the center of the house was a room, that no one had entered in over ten centuries. In that room center sat its only piece of furniture. A small three footed stool, covered with centuries of dust. Upon that table, sat a stone once clear, now it was black, a deeper black than coal. No one had seen or touched it since it was sealed by the grand soon of Godric Griffindor. It held body and soul of Salazar Sytherin. He had not been killed, Godric even though he knew it should be done. Couldn't bring himself to kill his childhood friend. So with in the stone Salazar's Malice and hate survived, though no thought nothing within the stone. It was life suspended waiting to be released.
This would happen soon, A room forgotten, that should have never been, was about to be opened. Hate and malice that would make Voldemort look like a group of school boy pranks was about to be relased upon the earth. The same same child that would release it, would be its undoing.
Minnie, and angel, were playing in a room little used at Potter Manor. Angel was holding her favorite stuffed animal, A stuffed dragon that was charmed to fly around the room, The girls would chase it on there toy firebolts. Today this would be an extreme mistake.