Harry Potter is known as the boy who lived, he defeated Voldemort as a baby, and was thought to be able to destroy him. Many adventures occurred and he grew stronger, he even battled him once or twice in the meant time. He made friends, gained enemy's and everything didn't look so bad.
In the seventh year of Harry James Potter's time at Hogwarts, he left to go in search of Voldemort's Horcruxes. In succeeding to Destroy one of the Horcruxes Harry achieved the goal of hurting Voldemort. Then Harry's world went upside down. Harry Potter was captured by Snatchers and once recognised taken to Malfoy Manor. Where the brains of the Golden Trio, Miss Hermione Jean Granger was murdered by Bellatrix Lestrange.
The third of the Trio's members, Ronald Bilius Weasley was taken under house arrest, he was so depressed after Hermione's death, an outburst from him at Voldemort cause a long and painful death. This took Harry who had now become Voldemort's slave into a deep succumbed silence.
While the Golden Trio was destroyed they started picking off Auror's off one by one, The order of the phoenix members were the last to go, all except Remus Lupin (Werewolf) and Nymphodora Tonks (metamorphagus), who mysteriously disappeared. Many believed them to be dead, as all other Auror deaths were reported in the daily Prophet with gruesome pictures.
Then when the Muggles finally had no protection and everyone had to do what Voldemort said, it began. It wasn't a war.
It was a massacre.
Houses burnt down, people lying dead in the street, this was all over the world. No one could help them now. The Muggles were wiped out. A society was meant to be hiding underground, but nothing was heard. There seemed to be no Hope left. No hope left for anyone.
Remus looked down before standing up and walked to the from window and placing his hand on the glass. It was then I knew, Harry Potter was the broken man on the floor. The whole world was doomed. I wanted to go back.