PROLOGUE: Celebration
Harry was beside himself with mixed feelings of joy and anxiety. Only hours ago, Madam Pomfrey had confirmed that he and Ginny were to have a baby, which was as happy news as any man could hope for. However, there was also the darker matter of this new evil he must face.
Rowanda Lanskey, The Great Healer, or whatever it was that she was calling herself, had informed Harry just minutes before this joyous news that the Seven Deadly Sins would be appearing in some corporeal form, and that Harry had to be the one to defeat them. One of them, Pride, was already dead in the form of Voldemort. But by creating his horcruxes, he had unleashed Sloth, Lust, Envy, Wrath, Gluttony, and Greed, if Harry's memory served him correctly.
But for now, Harry was celebrating with his lovely wife, and his best mate, Ron, along with his wife, Hermione. Bill, Charlie, Fred, and George had come by Grimmauld Place to celebrate. Percy had congratulated them over the Floo network, but claimed to be too busy to come in person.
The rest of the world might be too caught up in the preachings of the Great Healer, the self-appointed prophet of world unity, but fortunately the Healer had deigned to leave Harry and his friends alone, on the condition that Harry seek out and destroy these Sins. Harry leaned back in his chair, quite content with his life as it was right now.
That's when the harsh cries of the Air Raid sirens started to sound.