((THIS IS A HARRY POTTER FAN FICTION!!
Genres: Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Romance))
It was a daunting day with the sun far buried beneath rich, dark clouds. Most feared this type of day because everything went dark, and when things go dark, all expect to hear the screams of someone that has fallen.
It was true, in the Golden days of when You-Know-Who was at his all-time high people would be killed here and there with only their screams heard. It was as if an invisible being were conducting these murders. What little did they know.
Lord Voldemort, powerful wizard of the Dark Arts No! What lies! Lord Voldemort, most powerful wizard ever born, tempted those brave enough to oppose him to stand and fight mercilessly; confident he was. It has not been admitted, and I daresay this, but the Dark Lord fears but one living creature whose very name he spats at in mere thought: Albus Dumbledore. Dumbledore was headmaster when I attended, and little did he take into favouring the House in which I was
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