Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Something wicked this way comes!-John Williams
October 31st, 1981
Halloween otherwise known as Samhain to the magical word was slowly coming to a close as parents tucked in their drowsy and delighted children into bed as their pile of hard-earned candy bounced around in their thoughts.
In the West Country; of Britain laid a wizarding village aptly named, Godric's Hollow. In a cottage-style house underneath a strong Fidelius charm was the Potter family. The Potter family was made up of four magical people, one feisty cat, a barmy owl, and jokingly on occasion a black dog named Padfoot. The head of the family was a handsome boyish man known as James Charles Potter, the son of Charles and Dorea Potter. He was rather tall but lankly with knobby knees and wild, unruly jet-black hair. His eyes were the color of hazelnuts and magnetized by his circular glasses he wore on his face. It was always noted James wore a smirk when he was witnessing mischievousness going on around him.
The matriarch and the right hand of the head was a stunningly beautiful and vivacious woman known as Lily Jesanie Potter, the daughter of Apollo and Holly Evans. She was petite and dainty with rose colored hair that fell into waves at her shoulders. Her eyes were the color of uncut emeralds that shined with warmth and happiness. It was viewed by many that she was considered the world's brightest and kindest witch that had ever graced Hogwarts.
The last two Potters happened to be fraternal twins born at the end of July, causing them to be prospects of a prophecy that involved a Dark Lord who was trying to kill them. The youngest of the twins was Ralston James Potter, whose Godfather was the bookish and chocolate obsessed Remus Lupin. He came into the world with a loud mighty cry and did not settle until long after midnight against his mother's cool breast. He had inherited the jet-black unruly hair and hazel eyes.
The eldest twin and heiress to the Potter family was Sage Iolanthe Potter, whose Godfather was James Potter's brother in all but blood, Sirius Black. She came into the world nearly silent, only letting out soft coos as she was held against her mother's other breast. While Ralston had taken after his father, she had taken after her mother with rose colored hair and emerald eyes.
On this auspicious night, the Potters all sat on the couch listening to Lily as she read a bedtime story to Ralston and Sage. All was quiet and content until the alarms went off, causing James and Lily too pale. James bolted from the couch wand clenched into his fist. "Lily, take Ralston and Sage, go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off!" James cried to his wife, who clutched both their children to her.
"James." she whimpered while dashing towards the steps.
"Go!" The Potter Lord hollered as the front door was blown in. Lily took one last look at her husband and fled to the nursery with her panicked and startled children.
Voldemort's crimson eyes glanced slightly amused at James, who stood defiantly before him, "Potter." he greeted calmly as if he was there for a social call.
"I won't allow you near my children." he hissed venomously.
Voldemort snarled as he banished James, causing him to land on the bottom of the stairs, knocking him out. "Pathetic blood traitor!" he hissed out as he began to walk up the steps and over his body. "I'll drag down their cooling corpses for you to comprehend before I allow the privy of death to claim you."
Lily was bent down in front of Sage's crib that held the twins with tears falling down her cheeks as she finished casting her spell, allowing the runes covered in her blood to light up briefly. "Ralston, Sage, you are so loved. So loved. Mama loves you. Daddy loves you. Ralston, Sage, be safe, be strong." she stood and gave Sage a kiss on her forehead. She heard the footsteps of her would be killer and the door to the nursery blew open. "Please!", she begged, turning to face Voldemort, who glared coldly at her. "NOT RALSTON! NOT SAGE!"
"STAND ASIDE!" he demanded brandishing his wand and pointed it at her.
"PLEASE NO!" she'd begged standing while her hands gripped the crib, blocking his view of the twins.
"STAND ASIDE NOW, YOU SILLY GIRL!" he barked out, giving her only one more chance for Severus, who had pleaded for him to spare her.
Lily Evans, the brave woman only shook her head once in defiance, "PLEASE TAKE ME! NOT RALSTON AND SAGE! TAKE ME INSTEAD!" The red haired witch screamed, allowing the last of the ritual to finish precisely at eleven-fifty-nine on the dot.
"ENOUGH!" he shouted as the deadly green light shot from his wand and hit Lily, causing her to give an agonizing scream before falling to the floor in front of the crib dead. He then moved to stare into the crib with a disgusted look on his face. Ralston, who had fallen asleep as soon as he was placed in the crib, laid facing away his drool thick from his mouth. Sage, however, was awake staring up at Voldemort with wide green eyes filled with tears. "One of you two holds the power to vanquish me?", he muttered in disbelief as his wand tip pointed out towards Sage. "Ridiculous." The dark wizard sneered as he stared back cooly into the green eyes of Sage. "Avada Kedavra," he whispered the green light stretching out of his wand and hitting Sage on her wrist, causing a lighting bolt wound to appear. Suddenly it was as if a bomb had gone off as Voldemort was blown away with the feeling of most gut-wrenching pain ever, he realized in utter rage and disbelief his body turned to dust and a black vapor fled the scene.
November 3rd, 1981
It was early in the morning, four at least, and the sky was still a pitch black when James Potter came to with a groan followed by several hisses of pain. "Lily, kids." James whimpered as the memory of red eyes filled his vision before heartbreak from betrayal took over. "Peter why?" he whispered as he shakily tried to sit up from the bed he appeared to be laying.
"Don't move Jame, you're safe here at Hogwarts." The soothing voice of Dumbledore spoke as a larger hand leaned over to help the Lord Potter to sit up.
"I'm so glad to yer's alive, James." Hagrid bawled as he finished helping James settle into a more comfortable position. "Poor, Lily."
James felt his stomach sink as an agony he's never known entered his heart, "My kids?" he whimpered as he thought of tiny corpses.
Dumbledore gave James a reassuring smile, "Sage and Ralston are just fine." flicking his wand at the pram, allowing the two sleeping children to float from it and into the Potter Lord's arms.
"James the wards went off and Peter told us he found both of you dead and the kids were alive. We had to wait for the rest of the wards to crumble before we could get through to check the children." Dumbledore stated softly as he stared down sadly at Lily's body. "Voldemort is gone and the witches and wizards would like to know who did it," Dumbledore stated calmly as he held up his wand. "May I?" he gestured kindly at the children.
James was hesitant for a moment before allowing a nod of acceptance, "Alright." he mumbled, cradling them closer towards his chest.
Dumbledore waved his wand over Ralston 's head for a moment before turning to Sage and doing the same with her. "I see," he mumbled quietly underneath his breath. "I have good news and bad news."
"What's the good news?" James uttered staring at Albus with an implacable look in his usual mischievous hazel eyes.
"It seems Ralston here is the child of prophecy by the marked V on his forehead. It stated he would mark him as his equal. Voldemort is the self-proclaimed name of our dark lord that seems fitting doesn't it?"
"And the bad news?" James whispered hazel eyes, glinting warily.
Dumbledore looked solemn as he spoke, "The attack from Voldemort followed by the backlash of Ralston has stripped Sage of her magic, turning her into a squib."
James sucked in a sharp breath as Hagrid awkwardly looked away, "Are you sure?" He whispered hoping the light wizard and leader of the resistance was wrong.
"I'm sorry, James." was his soft reply only.
"That's okay." James shrugged lazily, his eyes briefly watery at the thought his daughter couldn't know the joy magic. "I'll raise her the best I can, so she knows I love her either way." He determinedly said. "Least I can do for Lily." He ended as he finally noticed the shaking of his shoulders from grief.
"James, I don't think it's a good idea for Sage to stay with you," Dumbledore spoke softly his blue eyes dim with knowing.
"Albus, I thought you of all people wouldn't be prejudice." James hissed with force, clutching his daughter perhaps a tad tighter than normal.
"James calm down." Albus implored softly. "You know I am the furthest from being so narrow-minded like many folks here in Great Britain. Voldemort is only temporarily gone, one day he will be back and any one of Ralston's friends or loved ones could be targeted. Sage growing up in the limelight of her brother without the magic of her own to boot would merely make her grow bitter with jealousy. I don't expect Lily would want that for her child, do you?"
"No," James mumbled as he smoothed down his daughter's hair. "Lily wouldn't want that."
"I believe Lily left a basic blood protection behind to protect her children fueled by the love shared between blood. I think Lily's sister Petunia who is a muggle could best care for Sage."
"Petunia and Lily never got on well, I don't know if she is willing to take Sage in," James warned softly as he leaned back tiredly to cuddle his motherless children.
November 6th, 1981
Petunia Dursley nee' Evans remembers the exact date she lost her best friend and sweet sister too magic. They were eight and twelve when that horrid little boy jumped from behind that bush and spouted off magical things that should have compelled Lily fear him.
But, she muses idly with a diminutive smile while she rested in the coffee shop, Lily never truly learned to fear anything and perhaps that's why she placed in the house of the brave. She briefly wipes away the stray tear from her face as she looks up to the ding over the door to find her late sister's husband. His greasy hair was wildly unkempt and could do with a wash while his eyes were sunken in on his pale face, minus the parts covered by a growing stubble. "Potter." she greeted stiffly sliding over a cup of lukewarm tea.
James gazed wearily over towards Lily's sister, and he could see a slight resemblance between the two. Petunia's hair fell down to her lower back, wavy ringlets fondly reminding James of a younger Lily with long hair. Her blonde hair with highlights of red in it shone brightly underneath the bulbs from the ceiling. Her almond-shaped eyes were the color of the ocean with hints of green blended in. "Petunia." he greeted tiredly.
Petunia must have witnessed something flash in his hazel eyes before her shoulder slumped down, "James, what do you want from me? Hasn't your world taken enough?" she whispered so softly any one else would have missed it, but the flinch James gave indicated he had heard her.
"It's about Sage," James states softly as he folds away the blanket covering the tiny toddler which was strapped, snuggled across his chest.
Petunia's breath hitched a bit as the familiar rose-colored hair came into view, "May I?" she croaked softly shaky hands held out towards the bundle. James swiftly yet gently passed off a dozing Sage into Petunia's arms without a second thought. Petunia stared intensely at the tiny toddler as her fingers traced her rosy cheeks to the long curl of hair that laid in the center of her forehead. Sage, however, decided to be done with sleeping and had opened her blurry eyes to stare up at the stranger who was holding her calmly. Petunia inhaled sharply as she took in those familiar emerald colored eyes. "She looks just like-"
"Lily." James finished softly with a pained expression. "Petunia I brought Sage because she's not safe and has nowhere else to go, but here."
"What do you mean?" Petunia inquired softly with concern as her eyes continued to greedily take in Sage's features.
"Sage's twin Ralston is famous in our world, now known for defeating he-who-must-not-be-named. They have been calling him the Boy-Who-Lived." James muttered with slight annoyance. "What the rest of the masses do not realize is that one day that psychopath will be back and after Ralston along with anyone he cares for. Sage is a squib, she would be an easy target to acquire to use against Ralston." James informs swiftly underneath his breath.
"HE'S NOT DEAD!" Petunia roared in horror as she clutched Sage to her chest as if to protect her.
"Quiet!" James hissed taking his wand and tossing a slight notice-me-not charm bubble around them to designate the people who had stared at the racket Petunia caused to completely ignore them as if they hadn't even been there in the first place. "This is top information, keep it a secret please," he softly begs of his sister-in-law.
"Alright, Potter," she grunted softly as she ran her fingers through her niece's hair. "What exactly is a squib?" she mumbled as a faint blush flared across her cheeks due to her embarrassment of not knowing.
"A squib is the opposite of a muggle," James informed Petunia and upon seeing her confused look he explained it further. "A muggle is someone who was born without the ability to use magic. A muggle-born is someone who was born with magic but whose parents are both muggles. Though most won't admit to the theory that Muggle-borns are just witches and wizards coming from a long line of squibs from both sides who decided to marry and created a magical child. Purebloods are magical users who can trace their magical heritage back to the Middle Ages and sometimes even further without an ounce of muggle or Muggle-born. This, of course, is a lie, from the interbreeding and such few purebloods, they have to add fresh blood or run the risk of becoming much like the Gaunts. Then you finally have half-bloods which are born from one either a pureblood and muggle-born or a pureblood and a muggle." he explained hazel eyes twinkling kindly. "You are what they would call a muggle, though Lily often thought you were a squib because she remembers at times you would do small amounts of magic much like squibs can do as a child. Sage is like I said a squib."
Petunia could feel the hum of Sage's magic much like she did with Lily's when they both were children and stared at James wondering if perhaps his grief was not allowing him to see sense. "James Lily would never have squib children." Petunia began to explain slowly as she stared at James with a glint in her blue eyes. "Lily was a wonderfully bright and powerful witch. She had such control of her magic even before she entered Hogwarts or met that strange boy."
"Petunia, the best magical and powerful user in the world, did the scan and told us she was a squib." James began in a slightly condescending tone. "If he says she's a squib, then she is a squib and I cannot handle her now that Ralston needs all the attention and training in hopes to survive this."
Petunia sat stunned while she clutched one of the two things that connected her to Lily to her chest softly. She wonders how her little sister could have married someone so selfish and rude like this man before her. A man who willingly would toss one of his children aside for favor of the other. "Paperwork?" she bites out as she cradles Sage into her left arm, so she can use her right hand to write.
James pulled out a thick folder and slid it over, "Those are both her muggle and magical birth certificates. The muggle adoption is on top and the magical one is at the bottom."
Petunia read the muggle papers before signing them and then moving on to read over the magical one before stopping in confusion at one part. "What does the heir clause mean?"
James scratched the back of his neck as he looked away out the window at the hustle and bustle of the muggles. "Sage was born first, which means she was supposed to become the heiress of the Potter family. Since she is a squib, she cannot take over at all. When she is eleven, the Potter magic will leave her since she will not be going to Hogwarts. The family magic will pass to her brother pronouncing him the heir to the Potter line."
"And hypothetically, if Sage turns out to not be a squib?", she croaks out.
"Well she would die," he spoke grimly as he watched as Petunia signed the last of the documents, making Sage officially hers in both worlds.
"Oh." Petunia faintly mutters as she stuffs the folder full of legal work into her purse before standing up and taking the diaper bag from James. "James." she hums absentmindedly as she walks towards the door.
"Yes?" he mutters as he cleans his glasses with his shirt.
"Lily would have been so disappointed." she scowls out before leaving the building and walking to her car.
In the county of Surrey on a suburban street in Little Whinging, Private Drive, a rather droll looking place. All the high middle-class people who lived here were rich, snobby, and nosy in Petunia's opinion as her nose scrunched up at the thought of how all the houses were nearly identical as well. She hears the front door open and the greeting of her husband causes her to go tense as her eyes fall to where Sage was asleep in front of the fireplace. "Pet, I'm home."
"In here Vernon." was Petunia's way of greeting her husband, whom she no longer loved or adored. The love she had for him shriveled up and died the day her baby son Dudley did.
"What is that?" Vernon hissed venomously as he pointed a beefy finger at her niece and now adoptive daughter.
"Lily died Vernon." Petunia whispered brokenly as she sat down her teacup with a light clink. "Sage was abandoned by her father, I took her in."
"Can she do you-know-what?" he demands still glaring at the toddler with hate-filled eyes.
"Of course she can do magic, she's my sister's daughter." snapped Petunia back to her troll of her husband.
"Then that freak can't stay here!" Vernon roared. "I won't have that nonsense up in my house, Petunia!"
"Vernon, no." Petunia firmly stated against her husband ignoring how his face was turning purple.
"NO! I WILL NOT HAVE A FREAK AROUND MY CHILD! I'LL SMOTHER HER IF I HAVE TOO!" roared Vernon causing Sage to wake up.
"Get out," Petunia spoke calmly as she gripped the edge of her dress.
"What?" Vernon sputtered.
Petunia stood up and glared fiercely at Vernon, "GET OUT!" she bellowed. "HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT MY NIECE THAT WAY! I WANT A DIVORCE!"
Vernon spluttered incoherent words before standing up straighter and glared at Petunia, "Like you will leave me Petunia! You are out of your mind if you think I'm going to allow my kid to grow up with a freak!" he hissed staring at Petunia's pregnant belly, which was filled with life.
"YOU LOST THE CHANCE TO BE A FATHER WHEN YOU ALLOWED MARGE TO KILL OUR SON!" Petunia screamed back as tears poured down her face and the lights in the house began to flicker. "WHO LEAVES A BABY IN A CAR ON A HOT SUMMER DAY!" The glass in the windows slowly cracked as if under pressure. "LEAVE AT ONCE AND DON'T BOTHER COMING BACK!"
Vernon's eyes flickered with brief fear before they glinted with malice. "I'll be back, freak! I won't allow my child to be stuck here", he hissed spitefully before turning and walking out the door.
November 12th, 1981
DAILY PROPHET
BONES ANCESTOR HOME ATTACK!
(PICTURE LEFT OF THE REMAINS OF THE MANOR, PICTURE RIGHT OF THE BONES FAMILY)
Our dearest readers, it is with a heavy heart that I must inform you of the deaths of several members of the Bones' family that occurred in the middle of the night while they all slept unaware that their wards came crashing down. The casualties outweigh the ones who happened to survive. The Bones' family was a prestige magical family known for their ties to the ministry, along with their stern honor, loyalty, and fairness.
CASUALTIES
Edgar Dorian Bones (Picture of a handsome copper-haired man with piercing olive eyes.)-1958-1981 was a hit wizard for the ministry and a former Hufflepuff Head Boy.
Rosetta Selene Bones nee' Prince (Picture of a pretty ebony-haired woman with deep brown almost black eyes dancing)-1957-1981 was an Arithmancer for Gringotts bank and a former Slytherin Perfect married to Edgar.
William Lucian Bones (Picture of a grinning handsome ginger-haired man with wide hazel-blue eyes.)-1950-1981 was a popular beater for Puddlemere United and former Hufflepuff Alumni.
Sunflower Luna Bones nee' Lovegood(Picture of a whimsical fair looking woman with white-blonde hair and bright blue eyes humming as she rocked a cradle.)-1951-1981 was a popular spell-maker who crafted several spells and written works, along with being a former Ravenclaw Perfect married to William.
Amelia Rosetta Bones (Picture of a smiling girl flying a broom while her ebony hair blew behind her with olive eyes widen in childish glee)-1976-1981 was a bubbly five-year-old who enjoyed hopscotch, learning her numbers, and hanging out with her mother at work when she had an easy day. She was the eldest daughter of Edgar and Rosetta Bones.
William Alastor Bones (Picture of a cherubic toddler learning to walk with a tuft of copper hair and brown, almost black eyes)-1978-1981 was a cheerful three-year-old who had the habit of somehow flooing himself over to his Godfather Alastor Moody's place. He was the eldest son of Edgar and Rosetta Bones.
Xenophilius Edgar Bones (Picture of a whimsical boy with strawberry-blonde hair and bright blue eyes sitting in a pile of mud)-1975-1981 was a clumsy six-year-old who enjoyed following his mother into odd forests to look for the centaurs and other magical beasts he could find. He was the eldest son of William and Sunflower Bones.
SURVIVED BY
Amelia Susan Bones-1960 is the younger sister of Edgar and William Bones, Aunt and now acting regent of the Bones Family. (Picture of a sobbing copper-haired woman with olive eyes.)
Xenophilius Cyrus Lovegood-1951 is the older twin brother of Sunflower Bones and the brother-in-law of William and Edgar Bones. (Picture of a white-haired and gray-blue eyed man with a desolate look on his face while he sits on the ground with his arms full of two small bundles.)
Elena Rosalie Prince nee' Longbottom-1930 is the mother of Rosetta Bones and grandmother to Amelia, William, Dorian, and Selene Bones. (picture of a stern gray-haired witch with onyx-gray eyes.)
Luna Pandora Lovegood-1981 is the niece of Sunflower Bones and first cousins to the surviving and not surviving children. (no picture given)
Dorian Lucian Bones-1978 is the three-year-old son of Edgar and Rosetta Bones, and the younger twin brother to William Bones. (Picture of a confused looking ebony tuft haired toddler with olive eyes being hugged by a crying Alastor Moody.)
Selene Elena Bones-1980 is the one-year-old daughter of Edgar and Rosetta Bones and the youngest of their children, surviving and not. (Picture of a babbling, copper-haired and olive-brown eyed toddler being cradled in a sobbing Elena Prince's arms.)
Susan Ivy Bones-1980 is the one-year-old daughter of William and Sunflower Bones and the eldest daughter. (picture of a ginger-haired and hazel-blue eyed toddler pulling on Xenophilius's hair.)
Margo Zinnia Bones-1981 is the newborn daughter (born on the first of November) of William and Sunflower Bones. (picture of a sleeping baby in a pink blanket being held by Pandora Lovegood.)
Such misfortune that young and old lives alike were taken away by the cruelty of these Death Eaters who followed He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. When will this unnecessary bloodshed continue so? We all would think that all these horrible killings would stop when Ralston Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, stopped the tyrannical dark lord this past October.
"Femur failed her Bones family." wailed a female house-elf as she pulled on her ears. "Master Edgar said to get little masters and mistresses out!" Femur pulled harshly on her ear as she recalled the order. "But little master Xenophilius and little mistress Amelia ordered me to take the other little ones first while they beez distracting the badie dark ones. I was too late to save them and little William."
"It's a shame that one of my godson's life was cut so short, all those bastards should be killed, not locked up!" This roared Alastor Moody as grief clouded his eyes as he flung his flask at a poor owl who happened to swoop in during the interview.
"My Selene was a wonderful and uncommonly kind witch who was viciously beaten, raped and tortured to death along with her sister-in-law, Sunflower. Grudgingly I'm thankful they at least gave the children quick, painless deaths." an empty-faced Elena Prince coldly stated without breaking eye contact even as the tears fell down her face.
"My Sunny! My sweet, sweet, innocent Sunny!" sobbed Xenophilius, who was forced to take a calming draught before being taken to the hospital for a hysterical breakdown.
"NO COMMENT!" screamed a disheveled Amelia before she forcefully banished me and the other reporters away.
I only hope no other tragedy occurs in these trying months for the Bones, family and friends.
-Benjy Fenwick
PAGE INDEX
(pg.1-9 for other Bones family members that are survived by the deceased)
(pg.10 Headmaster Dumbledore is rumored to hirer Slughorn's replacement)
(pg.11-14 Peter Pettigrew fails to escape holding, kills one and maims another.)
November 28th, 1981
DAILY PROPHET
ADALBERT WAFFLING, CARADOC DEARBORN, AND BENJY FENWICK MURDERED! NO ONE IS SAFE!
Readers if our fellow reporter and father of magical theory can be killed by death eaters, then who's to say the rest of Britain won't be next? All three highly popular and well-to-do wizards were murdered in what seems a large hit.
"We found Waffling dead from a decaying curse while he was in the bathtub. The poor old man never stood a chance." Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt stated grimly.
As you know, Waffling was known to have formulated the fundamental laws of magic and written the ever popular book Magical Theory.
"All we found of Dearborn was copious amounts of blood splattered throughout his house and his body nowhere to be found. I don't think we will ever find his body, the scene was like them muggle horror picture shows." Auror Lou Chang confirmed this with a shake of his head.
Dearborn was known as a theorist who studies the effects of magic and how squibs and muggle-borns came to be. His most famous theory, still criticized is the fact the inbreeding is why squibs are made and that several generations of squib descendants come together and create what we call a muggle-born.
"No comment." Auror Francis Fawley stated his face paling while his partner Mathias Macmillan threw up when given the question.
All over Great Britain, you've had the pleasure of knowing Fenwick through his writing here at the Daily Prophet, and we hope Rita Skeeter can take up where our proud writer left off.
Waffling and Dearborn was the last of their line and had no surviving family.
Fenwick leaves behind his wife Audra Fenwick nee' Burke and their two sons, Marcus and Mervyn.
-Barnabas Cuffe
PAGE INDEX
(pg. 1-6 Peter Pettigrew sentence to life in Azkaban! Guilty of Muggle-born Lady Lily Potter's death at the hands of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.)
(Pg. 7-10, Thorfinn Rowle caught and confirmed Death Eater.)
(pg. 11-22 Up and coming author Gilderoy Lockhart soon to release his book Break with a Banshee.)
December 23rd, 1981
DAILY PROPHET
LORD FRANKLIN LONGBOTTOM MURDERED! WIFE AND SON IN MUNGO'S FOR HEALING! DEATH EATER'S BELLATRIX LESTRANGE, RODOLPHUS LESTRANGE, RABASTAN LESTRANGE, AND BARTEMIUS CROUCH JUNIOR CAUGHT AT THE SCENE RED-HANDED!
Close to yule or Christmas, as some call it, the main line of the Longbottom family waved goodbye to their party goers from their annual Yule ball and went to bed only to wake up to an attack on their home. According to the statement given by Augusta Longbottom to Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt, "The house seemed to shake for a moment before it stilled, and we felt the wards being tackled for a moment before being stopped."
Bartemius Crouch Jr, now confirmed follower of the recent dark lord, is first cousins with Frank Longbottom and the family is heartbroken of how he betrayed them. Due to Barty having Longbottom blood, he could get through the wards and side-travel the other three, who seemed determined to gain information about their Dark Lord from Lord Longbottom and his Lady wife, Alice.
Luckily Augusta decided to stay the night instead of heading home and used her skills as a hit witch from Grindelwald's war and managed to battle alongside her son while Alice protected Neville as much as she could from stray spells.
"My son died as not only a hero but a good husband and father." wept Dowager Longbottom.
Alice and Neville are being treated for only minor spell damage and are told it's an utter miracle they weren't dead or worse.
"I've seen the victims that Bellatrix Lestrange decides to keep alive, it ain't pretty." Healer Bonerose grimly responded.
-Barnabas Cuffe
PAGE INDEX
(pg. 1-22 Death Eater Igor Karkaroff makes a deal.)
(pg. 23 Smith's family welcomes the birth of Zacharias Smith.)
(pg. 24 Chudley Cannons lose again, unsurprisingly.)
DECEMBER 26th 1981
DAILY PROPHET
GIDEON PREWETT MURDERED BY DEATH EATER ANTONIN DOLOHOV! FABIAN PREWETT WOUNDED! DANGER FOR THE PREWETT LINE TO DIE OUT!
We all fondly reflect on the kind and funny Aurors the Prewett twins with great warmth. The Prewetts were known as one of the few older magical families who seemed to always be known for their firm Grey or neutral leanings. So it's shocking to discover both of the heirs to the Prewett line were ambushed on their way home from work where they protect and serve us from dangerous accidents. (picture of all large hole where an apartment condo once was.)
"It happened so quick, all I remember was this large boom like a cauldron blowing up before I was knocked out of my chair and unto the floor! Part of my roof caved in." Shireen Swampstone stated as a healer wrapped bandages around her head at the scene.
"Bless Gideon, he used his body to take that killing curse for my pregnant wife without a second thought." a tearful Darius Arrow spoke as he rubbed his wife's pregnant belly. "Our son will be named Gideon after him."
"Fabian tackled the Death eater over the stairs in his rage at witnessing his brother's death. I cannot imagine my twin brother dying." Charissa Stark stated as she clutched her owl.
Molly Weasley nee' Prewett was not available for comment.
-Charlotte Emberflower
PAGE INDEX
(Pg. 10-20 New Muggleborn Work Act passed.)
(Pg. 21-24 Lucius Malfoy found innocent of being a Death Eater due to Imperius curse.)
(pg. 25-30 Moonlight Chocolate Confiserie opens to the public by Remus Lupin.)
DECEMBER 28th 1981
DAILY PROPHET
MASSIVE FALLEN OUT BETWEEN SIRIUS BLACK AND JAMES POTTER!
Did you hear about the heart-shattering friendship being broken last night in Hogsmeade? Rosmerta and a few other fellow drinkers in the Three Broomsticks did. The friendship of James Potter and Sirius Black is well-known by people inside and out of Hogwarts. Sirius Black, who was out of the country trailing a lead on a case, came back home to find much had changed since he was away.
"All I recall was Potter's solemn face and Black's guilt and grief-stricken one when he heard of Lily's death and Pettigrew's hand in it." Informed Amara Burke who was calmly sipping on a cup of chocolate.
"All I recall with my blurred eyesight was Black punching James and demanding to know where his goddaughter was. I never even knew the late Lily Potter had two children, let alone twins."
And neither did I my fellow readers, which begs the question, where is the daughter of James and Lily Potter now?
James Potter, Sirius Black, nor their fellow friend Remus Lupin were available for comment.
-Rita Skeeter
PAGE INDEX
(pg. 1-22 These are twenty-two Death Eaters who have been confirmed.)
(pg. 23 Sirius Black to be reinstated as heir?)
(pg. 24-26 Ralston's sibling, still unconfirmed.)
(pg. 28-30 Several of Newt Scamander's Nifflers escape his suitcase, be warned for shiny things that suddenly go missing in the Wiltshire and Dorset area.)
(pg. 31-32, Narcissa Malfoy and Lucius Malfoy saw arguing hotly in Clair De' Lune restaurant.)
(pg. 33-34 Severus Snape is the new Head of Slytherin and Potions Teacher at Hogwarts.)