A small boy with messy black hair and vibrant green eyes that would seem to stare right into your soul if you were to look him straight in the eyes was playing in his crib. The boy's parents were in the next room with two of their friends celebrating something, but he did not know what. The child was broken out of his contemplations by what felt like a giant tug on his heart. It lasted only a second and was followed by a loud crack as a little girl with the liveliest red hair he had ever seen appeared in his crib.

Normally, if somebody else trespassed into his crib he would cry until his parents came to remove the trespasser. Though, when the startled little girl looked up at him again he felt that same tug on his heart though not as intense. This girl was a curiosity to him. He seemed drawn to the girl, something about her made him want to hold her and comfort her. So, instead of crying for his parents to remove the intruder he laid down next to the baby girl and put his arms around her as she cried.

Even, though he didn't call for his parents, they came anyways. They had heard a loud crack coming from their child's room. The child may not of known what the noise was but his parents recognized the sound of the air being forced to accompany a new form instantly. They rushed into the nursery, wands drawn expecting to find a death eater attacking their son. Instead they walked in to find no death eater but their normally reclusive son comforting a small little girl that somehow appeared in his crib.

The mother, a red headed woman that appeared to be in her mid 20s with similar green eyes to her son turned to her husband, "James, floo Dumbledore. That girl looks like she could be the Weasley girl that Arthur and Molly had a few months back."

The father, a man that seemed to be about the same age as the woman had the same messy black hair that his son inherited was standing behind his wife with two other men at his side. One of them had gray eyes and black hair like himself, but unlike his messy hair, this other man's was long and lustrous. The third man in the room had light brown hair and a pale face.

"On it. Remus stay with Lily and watch over the children. Sirius, let's go inform Dumbledore." James said as he ran out of the room with the other black haired man following him. He ran to the fireplace in the living room, he put his right hand in the bowl on the right hand side of the fireplace and grabbed some of the silver powder that was in it. He threw the powder into the flames and stepped inside the now harmless green flames and intoned clearly, "Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office."

He watched as different fireplaces zoomed by until he was ejected into a neatly kept office with hundreds of books lining the walls and many buzzing instruments adorning the tables and desk. An old man with long silver hair and blue eyes that had the same soul piercing effect that his son's eyes had was sitting behind the desk. Across from the old man was a woman that appeared to be in her 60s with black hair held up in a bun.

The old man watched as he walked out of the fireplace followed by Sirius.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Black. What can I help you with? I would of thought you would be celebrating this wondrous occasion with your family?" the Old Man asked in a genial voice.

"We were but our celebration was interrupted by the sounds of apparition in Harry's room and when we went into investigate there was a baby girl with red hair in his crib with him. Lily thinks it may be Molly and Arthur's girl." James answered.

The two residents of the office seemed to be surprised at this news. The woman turned to the old man and asked "Albus, I think we best check on the Weasley's to make sure they are safe and see if their daughter is missing."

"I agree, Minerva," Albus responded as a swan sized scarlet bird flew to them, "Everyone grab Fawkes' tail feathers and he will flame us to their property."

Everybody in the office grabbed hold of the bird's tail feather, they felt heat surround them as they disappeared and reappeared near the Weasley's house. The first thing they noticed was the large hole where the front door should be. They could hear people arguing inside but they could not make out what was being said.

Albus cast a spell at the property. James knew that he cast the standard Anti-Disapparation Jinx to prevent the intruders from escaping. The group ran as a whole to the giant hole in the wall. There were four hooded figures that they knew to be death eaters with their backs to them. They each took aim at one and sent a red spell at the intruders. All but one fell to the assault. The last one, who appeared to be a woman under the cloak was able to block the spell but seeing her outnumbered tried to disapparate but found she was unable. She yelled "Morsmordre" while she had her wand pointed above her and let out a loud evil laugh as a red spell impacted her in the chest.

The four of them looked around the living room now that the threat was handled only to be met with a gruesome site. There was six bloody bodies of the young boys from the youngest, a one year old to the oldest, a 10 year old that was due to start at Hogwarts next year. The parents were sitting in the room muttering incoherent phrases. They were obviously insane from watching their children be torn from them one by one.

Minerva ran outside and lost her breakfast. The three didn't appear to be faring much better but were able to somehow keep hold of their breakfast.

Albus took charge of the situation, "I will contact the Auror Office so they can come deal with this tragedy. Molly and Arthur need to be taking to St. Mungo's but I fear they may never recover. Expecto Patronum," a silver phoenix appeared out of his wand and after whispering to it, the silver phoenix disappeared.

Within minutes Aurors arrived at the scene and after giving their descriptions of the event they walked outside to join Minerva who was staring at the skull in the sky with a snake hovering around it. She looked at them and said, "Just when we thought we were past all of the carnage, something like this happens. When will it all be over?"