Tobias: WULFRIC!

Wulfric: What? Did you miss me?

Tobias: Only a whole bunch!
Wulfric: Wonderful, you want 40 so your hair becomes normal again don't you?

Tobias: Maybe.

Wulfric: Joy. Anyways guys, I still don't own Harry Potter, so yea. Just the twisted plot is mine.

Albus walked into his rooms about five minutes after Harry sent his letter off to the twins. He had to admit, that Harry's turning of Mr. Weasley's hair pink did have a very nice touch, but he wondered where he got the idea for that one. Yea, Harry got into trouble at times, but rarely did he think something like that up on his own.

"I'll just ask him in the morning," Albus said to himself as he headed off to his room to get ready for bed.

That night, as Harry lay in bed sleeping Voldemort decided that it was time to lead another raid on a muggle town. Calling out orders he sat in his chair smiling in a small vile turn of his mouth. That was how Harry saw him when he realized that this was no dream, but one of Voldie's master "plans".

"Great," though Harry. " I get to see death and destruction, oh boy."

Voldemort was commanding his Death Eaters to not leave one single muggle alive and to have fun and be merry. Some of the sights that Harry saw made him sick to his stomach. When Voldemort walked towards one house in particular, Harry wanted nothing less than to pull himself from where he was. For some reason he couldn't and could do nothing besides follow the vile man in. There on the floor surrounded by Death Eaters were two people who Harry felt he should know.

"So, here we are two simple muggles like yourself and yet you have spellbooks within your house. You are parents of a mudblood then aren't you?"

"You're that evil bastard that we've been told about," said the man.

"I suppose I have been called that, but you know I more like the title of greatest wizard known to man," replied Voldemort smoothly.

"You're nothing by a snake!" cried the woman. "Our daughter's headmaster is more of a wizard than you."

"It's not just her headmaster my dear wife," the man said not breaking eye contact with Voldemort. "Her best friend has already beaten this creature in the past. Hasn't he?"

There was cold fury in Voldemort's eyes as this man stood up to him. Before he raised his wand to cast the killing curse, Harry realized who these people were. These were Hermione's parents, and here they were unafraid to die.

"You know, you'll be making your daughter an orphan now," came a silky voice from under one of the masks. Harry strained to listen to him, but did not recongize the voice, so he figured that it was a new recruit.

The man stood up and turned to where the voice came from. "Our daughter knows we love her, and we always will weither we are here or not. She will never be alone, she has friends and family in the Wizarding World, and she will be taken care of. I am not afraid of you, not in the slightest."

By this time Voldemort was growing tired of listening to this man, and raised his wand twice killing both people. "Come now, let us leave."

Harry walked over to where the Granger's laid, and closed their eyes. "Thank you, not many people, especially muggles have the courage to stand up to that snake face." With that, the vision dissolved and Harry opened his eyes to find his Grandfather sitting on the edge of his bed with a worried expression on his face. Harry did not think as he launched himself into his grandfather and held on for dear life.

"It's okay Harry, I've got you," Albus said softly. "You're alright, you're with me." After a bit, he was finally able to lay back, but kept ahold of Albus's dressing gown as if he were afraid that he would disappear.

"There there, that's better now. I take it that Tom visited you, would you like to tell me what you saw?"

Harry nodded and took a deep breath before he spoke. He described the raid at first like any other raid, when he got to the part about Hermione's parents, he choked up a bit.

"Harry, child, did you know the people?" Albus asked gently.

"Y-yes Granddad. Voldemort killed Hermione's parents."

a/n: well dang... I've been gone for a VERY long time.. oops.. I've had major writers block on this one.. so I'm just happy I got it up and out there.. finally.. so don't kill me.. hope you enjoy this and still remember what it was like with me updating like every other day.. doubtful that will resume, but still fond memories.. oh, and uh sorry this is short, but be happy that it's even out.

Wulfric.

Tobias: Well I really did miss you too.

Wulfric: I know.

Tobias: I saw your other fic was being updated but not this one.

Wulfric: Sorry, that one was easier to write, but I finally got a chapter up here.

Tobias: I think you need a pitchfork for another story.

Wulfric: Yea, I think so..

(Wulfric wanders off to find her treasured Gryffindor pitchfork.)