A/N: Sorry I haven't updated a while im afraid I have to say this. If I do not get any ideas this story will be terminated
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OH PLOT BUNNIE!!
Runs and grabs bunnie and a torch
Shines torch in bunnies eyes
Me:So Mr Bunnie tell me all your secret plotlines mwahahaha"
(bunny dies)
Me:Oh crap I need a new muse…..(sees passing house-elf) oh Plot elf!
(runs after elf)
Dobby: arghhhhh
Note the above was a joke
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX Petunia Dursley quickly ran fro, the room. She had to tell someone. The freak would get his comeuppance. 'Dudley oh my pour Dudley' she thought as she ran from the house.
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Arabella Figg was currently sitting in her living room sipping a cup of tea. Tears stained her face as she read the Daily Prophet headline over and over again
Headmaster found dead in his office. Potion professor ex-deatheater Severus Snape suspected
She couldn't believe it.
Albus Dumbledore dead? Never! It was all an elaborate plot of the orders to make you-know-who come out of hiding so Albus and Harry could defeat him once and for all. 'Harry'
Thinking about it she thought she should go round and check on him. She finished her tea and folded the paper before walking out onto her front porch. Her excuse for taking Harry away would be that she needed her lawn cut. Yes that would do. Petunia would do anything to try and make the poor boys life harder.
She turned and began walking down the street before coming to a halt. She gawped at the sight that met her eyes.
Petunia Dursley was sprinting towards her. Her entire body was covered uin blod and all that covered her body was a few scraps of material that Arabella guessed must of once been clothes.
Petunia ran up and grasped Arabella's arms. Her eyes were wide and her face was deathly pale.
"HE DID IT! The freak! He killed them! Tell the freak leader to get his freaky friends to kill him. HE KILLED MY SON!" Petunia's eyes were nearly bulging from her head.
Arabella could only watch as Petunia let go of her arms and fell to the floor, her bloody spine snapping with a cracking sound that made Arabella flinch.
"Tell him" Petunia whispered before the cold inky blackness claimed her.
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The Weasleys were all sitting around the table at breakfast. The normally jolly event was very subdued after the news about Dumbledore's demise.
Suddenly there was a tapping at the window.
Arthur Weasley went and opened the window and let the owl deposit a copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand before paying the owl and letting it fly away. He returned to the table before he uncurled the paper. He swallowed the lump in his throut as he saw the head line but as usual he read the frount page to the family
"Dursley family found dead in house
By Rita Sketter
Yesterday evening. Reports came in that the Dursley residence in privet drive, home to the infamous Harry potter during the summer. Was raided by a group of wizards.
Arabella Figg. A squib resident of privet drive states that Petunia Dursley, a muggle and Harry Potters last living blood relative ran up to her in the middle of the street and claimed that "the freak" killed her son and husband.
Petunia tragically died after speaking these few words. She had told Arabella Figg to tell the "freak leader" to get his "freaky friends" to kill the "freak"
This title can only refer to one of two people.
You-know-who or Harry Potter.
But why would young Potter want his relatives dead?
If this reporter may say so. It seems that Severus Snape, alleged murderer of Albus Dumbledore has given away the whereabouts of young potter to you-know-who after Dumbledore out of the picture and kidnapped young Harry. This is only my suspicion. No trace has been found of Harry yet and the ministry has a sent a team of Aurors out to look for the poor young man. Was he captured by the dark lord? Did he kill the Dursleys? If so then what would have made him do such a thing? We will be continuing this article in the next edition of this paper"
Mr Wesley looked up at the expressions on his familys face. They ranged from shocked (Ginny) to Angry and Tearful (Mrs Weasley)
'Why Severus? Why? We trusted you?' Mr Weasley thought as he enveloped his wife in a hug
"Don't worry love. He'll be alright. It wasn't him, He'll be alright." He wanted to believe those words himself. But deep down he knew it wouldn't be. With Albus dead and Severus suspected as the killer, he was lost.
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Harry stood on the flat roof atop his new fortress keep.
It was a week since he had killed the Dursleys. He knew they were dead. No magic could revive Petunia Dursley and even if it was possible, she would be too made to say anything about his actions.
His army had grew substantially over the past week. Now he had a workforce of creatures helping to build his new fortress. The founders keep had been totally refurbished. It now no longer resembled the warm, happy place it had been for centuaries before. Now it was a place of evil.
In the dark days ahead the keep would be known as the tower of shadows for the age old stones had been reinforced with many layers of black marble.
The menacing structure was still hidden to all that were not of darkness. But for many miles dark creatures could look up and see the menacing structure looming over the dark forest, a hollow, green light emanating from the top of the tower.
Around him, Harry could see his army working to clear the area around the keep of trees and other obstacles. It mattered not if someone from Hogwarts saw his army , for soon Hogwarts would be under his control. For without Dumbledore to sustain the ancient magic wards of the castle, Hogwarts would fall to darkness. Just as had the founders keep.
'Soon… soon we will strike.' He thought as he gazed over the surrounding land.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
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OH PLOT BUNNIE!!
Runs and grabs bunnie and a torch
Shines torch in bunnies eyes
Me:So Mr Bunnie tell me all your secret plotlines mwahahaha"
(bunny dies)
Me:Oh crap I need a new muse…..(sees passing house-elf) oh Plot elf!
(runs after elf)
Dobby: arghhhhh
Note the above was a joke
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX Petunia Dursley quickly ran fro, the room. She had to tell someone. The freak would get his comeuppance. 'Dudley oh my pour Dudley' she thought as she ran from the house.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
Arabella Figg was currently sitting in her living room sipping a cup of tea. Tears stained her face as she read the Daily Prophet headline over and over again
Headmaster found dead in his office. Potion professor ex-deatheater Severus Snape suspected
She couldn't believe it.
Albus Dumbledore dead? Never! It was all an elaborate plot of the orders to make you-know-who come out of hiding so Albus and Harry could defeat him once and for all. 'Harry'
Thinking about it she thought she should go round and check on him. She finished her tea and folded the paper before walking out onto her front porch. Her excuse for taking Harry away would be that she needed her lawn cut. Yes that would do. Petunia would do anything to try and make the poor boys life harder.
She turned and began walking down the street before coming to a halt. She gawped at the sight that met her eyes.
Petunia Dursley was sprinting towards her. Her entire body was covered uin blod and all that covered her body was a few scraps of material that Arabella guessed must of once been clothes.
Petunia ran up and grasped Arabella's arms. Her eyes were wide and her face was deathly pale.
"HE DID IT! The freak! He killed them! Tell the freak leader to get his freaky friends to kill him. HE KILLED MY SON!" Petunia's eyes were nearly bulging from her head.
Arabella could only watch as Petunia let go of her arms and fell to the floor, her bloody spine snapping with a cracking sound that made Arabella flinch.
"Tell him" Petunia whispered before the cold inky blackness claimed her.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
The Weasleys were all sitting around the table at breakfast. The normally jolly event was very subdued after the news about Dumbledore's demise.
Suddenly there was a tapping at the window.
Arthur Weasley went and opened the window and let the owl deposit a copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand before paying the owl and letting it fly away. He returned to the table before he uncurled the paper. He swallowed the lump in his throut as he saw the head line but as usual he read the frount page to the family
"Dursley family found dead in house
By Rita Sketter
Yesterday evening. Reports came in that the Dursley residence in privet drive, home to the infamous Harry potter during the summer. Was raided by a group of wizards.
Arabella Figg. A squib resident of privet drive states that Petunia Dursley, a muggle and Harry Potters last living blood relative ran up to her in the middle of the street and claimed that "the freak" killed her son and husband.
Petunia tragically died after speaking these few words. She had told Arabella Figg to tell the "freak leader" to get his "freaky friends" to kill the "freak"
This title can only refer to one of two people.
You-know-who or Harry Potter.
But why would young Potter want his relatives dead?
If this reporter may say so. It seems that Severus Snape, alleged murderer of Albus Dumbledore has given away the whereabouts of young potter to you-know-who after Dumbledore out of the picture and kidnapped young Harry. This is only my suspicion. No trace has been found of Harry yet and the ministry has a sent a team of Aurors out to look for the poor young man. Was he captured by the dark lord? Did he kill the Dursleys? If so then what would have made him do such a thing? We will be continuing this article in the next edition of this paper"
Mr Wesley looked up at the expressions on his familys face. They ranged from shocked (Ginny) to Angry and Tearful (Mrs Weasley)
'Why Severus? Why? We trusted you?' Mr Weasley thought as he enveloped his wife in a hug
"Don't worry love. He'll be alright. It wasn't him, He'll be alright." He wanted to believe those words himself. But deep down he knew it wouldn't be. With Albus dead and Severus suspected as the killer, he was lost.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
Harry stood on the flat roof atop his new fortress keep.
It was a week since he had killed the Dursleys. He knew they were dead. No magic could revive Petunia Dursley and even if it was possible, she would be too made to say anything about his actions.
His army had grew substantially over the past week. Now he had a workforce of creatures helping to build his new fortress. The founders keep had been totally refurbished. It now no longer resembled the warm, happy place it had been for centuaries before. Now it was a place of evil.
In the dark days ahead the keep would be known as the tower of shadows for the age old stones had been reinforced with many layers of black marble.
The menacing structure was still hidden to all that were not of darkness. But for many miles dark creatures could look up and see the menacing structure looming over the dark forest, a hollow, green light emanating from the top of the tower.
Around him, Harry could see his army working to clear the area around the keep of trees and other obstacles. It mattered not if someone from Hogwarts saw his army , for soon Hogwarts would be under his control. For without Dumbledore to sustain the ancient magic wards of the castle, Hogwarts would fall to darkness. Just as had the founders keep.
'Soon… soon we will strike.' He thought as he gazed over the surrounding land.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX