Epilogue
A dark figure watched as Harry and Cho boarded the muggle ship. But the one he mostly watched was that Harry.
"He will pay for what he did to my father" The boy thought. "He and his children and his wife will all die a slow and painful death, but until then, I will train and become stronger than my father ever was."
The boy smirked to himself and said something to his snake in parselmouth.
"Find someone that teaches the dark arts and bring him to me." The boy said. The snake nodded and slithered away.
"Very soon father I will avenge your death and continue your noble works."
***
Professor Dumbledore was in his office preparing for the new school year when Professor Trelawney walked in.
"Hello Albus, I was gazing into my crystal ball and noticed a crack in it. I wonder if I can borrow one from you?" Trelawney asked in her misty tone.
"Of course, just give me one second" Dumbledore got up and walked into a back room where he kept many odd things.
When Dumbledore came out Trelawney's eyes were rolled up in the back of her head and she was shaking slightly.
"The dark lord has finally been defeated but in twelve years his son will rise up and attempt to avenge the death of his father." Trelawney slumped down into her chair completely unconscious.
The crystal ball Dumbledore was holding fell out of his hands.
"This can't be!" he thought. "Voldemort has a son, how did this escape me? How could I have not know? Who is the mother?" These thoughts and more ran through Dumbledore's head as he cleaned up broken crystal ball.
"Wait, no, not her, no she wouldn't have!" Dumbledore summoned another crystal ball and quietly said someone's name.
A woman appeared in the crystal ball. She was probably in her mid forties. She had a ring on, the ring had the dark mark on it and she was standing in a small cemetery where a memorial was. The memorial was dedicated to Voldemort.
A dark figure watched as Harry and Cho boarded the muggle ship. But the one he mostly watched was that Harry.
"He will pay for what he did to my father" The boy thought. "He and his children and his wife will all die a slow and painful death, but until then, I will train and become stronger than my father ever was."
The boy smirked to himself and said something to his snake in parselmouth.
"Find someone that teaches the dark arts and bring him to me." The boy said. The snake nodded and slithered away.
"Very soon father I will avenge your death and continue your noble works."
***
Professor Dumbledore was in his office preparing for the new school year when Professor Trelawney walked in.
"Hello Albus, I was gazing into my crystal ball and noticed a crack in it. I wonder if I can borrow one from you?" Trelawney asked in her misty tone.
"Of course, just give me one second" Dumbledore got up and walked into a back room where he kept many odd things.
When Dumbledore came out Trelawney's eyes were rolled up in the back of her head and she was shaking slightly.
"The dark lord has finally been defeated but in twelve years his son will rise up and attempt to avenge the death of his father." Trelawney slumped down into her chair completely unconscious.
The crystal ball Dumbledore was holding fell out of his hands.
"This can't be!" he thought. "Voldemort has a son, how did this escape me? How could I have not know? Who is the mother?" These thoughts and more ran through Dumbledore's head as he cleaned up broken crystal ball.
"Wait, no, not her, no she wouldn't have!" Dumbledore summoned another crystal ball and quietly said someone's name.
A woman appeared in the crystal ball. She was probably in her mid forties. She had a ring on, the ring had the dark mark on it and she was standing in a small cemetery where a memorial was. The memorial was dedicated to Voldemort.