Introducing Draco
A woman of 26 strides proudly to the wooden door of a red-bricked house. She opens the door to the cosy interior and steps inside. She shuts the door, and brushes her long, blonde, sleek hair back. She is then greeted by a man who slips his hands around her waist. "Did you, my darling, Narcissa?" he asks, his breath tickling the insides of her ear. The woman called Narcissa nods. "Good girl," the man says.
Meanwhile, on the hectic streets of London sits a blonde boy, around seven years. Despair is evident in the eyes of this boy. He now realises the meaning of independence. Now, alone and abandoned by his parents, he can only trust himself.
Introducing Harry
"Be reasonable, James, he's insane. INSANE! You know what that means? Of course you do. The Satan has taken over him. We must get rid of him. It's now or never. We already kept him for like…one and a half years. Is that not enough? We look into his emerald eyes and we fall for the trick again. We kept him for far too long." A woman named Lily Potter shrieked.
James Potter looked forlornly at his wife. He knew that his baby was insane but he couldn't help being mentally defected. He was born like that. But Lily Potter had a medieval attitude towards craziness. She took it as a serious disease. How many times did he have to tell her?
James Potter sighed. He hurried to the footpath and held his baby miserably. He placed his creased forehead against his baby's head of tiny curls and crooned, "Shh, Harry. Don't worry. It's okay. I'll come back for you.
But he never did.