Harry leaped into the fire. Just as soon as he arrived at Hogwarts, he left. What Harry saw when he looked around surprised him. His mom and dad were standing right in front of him.

"Hello Harry," said James. "We have news."

"Good and bad," said Sirius. "Voldemort has gone for good, but powers have been transferred. HIS powers have been transferred to another person, Draco Malfoy. He's on the hunt for muggle-bourns with his dad."

Harry stared in amazement at Sirius. "It's not possible for--" started Harry.

No way. Harry knew that there was no way for Draco and Lucas Malfoy to go after the human race. No way.

'Pop.' Dumbledore had appeared with almost the same look of confusion on his face.

"Is it true?" asked Harry.

"Afraid so."

"What will we do?"

"Work up the strength to handle and forget this," Dumbledore replied.

"Forget!" shouted Harry. "How are we going to forget? Draco and Lucas have powers beyond our darkest dreams and all we are going to do is forget?"

"That is all we can do," he replied.

"Outrage!" yelled a man in the back

"The Ministry will instruct us to do just that and we will agree and obey," said Dumbledore.

"Have..." began Harry. Something had hit him from behind.

Draco! He had hit Harry. How did he get in?

"Join us Potter or you will die, Potter. If I kill you, so it be. If you join, I promise great powers..."

"Never!" shouted Harry.

"Stupefy!" yelled Draco. "Dad, take him home. He'll need to understand the decision he has made before he dies."

Lucas pulled Harry aside. Harry was cold. To him, all was lost.

To Be Continued....