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Daily Prophet Special Issue EXILED BOY WHO LIVED, MURDERED! By Lila Parks Yesterday night, at exactly midnight, Number Four Privet Drive, Little Whining, Surrey erupted in flames, killing all the occupants who lived inside. Harry Potter, aged fifteen and best know for his defeat of the Dark Lord in 1981, perished in the fire, which authorities suspect was intentionally set. Above the smoldering remains of the once lovely house were the terrifying bright black and green colors of the Dark Mark, the one sign we had all thought we would never see again. Reports say that before the fire was set, our young hero had been brutally tortured for at least an hour before he was left to burn in the house. Mr. Potter was not the only one to die; his uncle, aunt, and cousin also perished. Harry Potter's murder is believed to be the doing of You-Know-Who, the feared wizard both Potter and Albus Dumbledore had previously claimed to return to his body and power. Cornelius Fudge, the current Minister of Magic, has resolutely denied this claim of You-Know-who's return, maintaining that it was all an attempt on Potter and Dumbledore's part to cause fear in the wizarding world and to gain attention and influence. It is this reporter�s belief that the Ministry is sorely mistaken. I believe fully in Dumbledore, and if our hero's death is not enough to prove to Fudge that You-Know-Who is back, then I don't know what will. Harry Potter had, at the beginning of the month, been expelled from Hogwarts and exiled from the wizarding world by the Minister of Magic. Reports say that Potter had been forced to perform the highly advanced Patronus Spell to save both his cousin, Dudley Dursley, and his own souls when dementors appeared on the boys� street and attacked them. It is this reporter�s opinion that it is the fault of the Minister that the Boy Who Had Lived is now deceased. We will miss you, Harry Potter. Thank you for the years and hope you have given us. Lila Parks Please turn to page 4 for the In Memoriam: Harry Potter dedication. It should not be so bright right now. The earth and sky and birds should not be so cheerful. This is not a happy occasion, Sirius thought bitterly. His godson, his best friend�s son, his last link to his blissful, oblivious childhood, was dead. How could anyone be happy? Sirius cursed Voldemort, cursed the ministry, cursed Dumbledore, and everything else He could that might be in even the slightest way responsible for Harry's death. He cursed himself. A small group of Harry's closest friends and classmates stood around his casket. Each and everyone one of them were wearing black, as was fitting for a funeral. Ron, Hermione, Neville, Dean, Seamus, Lavender, Remus, Dumbledore and all the staff, even Severus Snape, had gathered for Harry's burial. The casket was closed, since all that they had been able to retrieve of Harry from the burned down house of the Dursleys was a very charred, deteriorating skeleton. No body could bear to look at what remained of their friend. Dumbledore stood where a priest normally would, as everyone had agreed that they'd rather have someone who knew Harry perform the ceremony, instead of a man who knew nothing of who their friend really was. Dumbledore's speech was nothing but a distant background sound to Sirius. Sirius had made a promise to himself, and to Lily and James, that he would protect Harry with his life. That Harry wouldn't suffer the same fate as his parents. He had failed. The ceremony ended, and the casket was lowered into the ground, next to his parents. As usually happened after a funeral, everyone gave their condolences, and parted. Sirius stayed though, with Ron and Hermione. The three of them stood clustered together, just blankly looking at the headstone that marked their friends grave. Eventually, though, Ron and Hermione left as well, leaving the grieving man alone. Harry Potter 1980-1995 Beloved son-Beloved friend, Never will you be forgotten By those who care. Sirius wiped at his eyes harshly with the sleeve of his robe, trying to remove the tears from his face. "I'm so sorry, Harry. I failed you, and I failed your parents. I'm sorry Lily, James. I hope you won't hate me forever. And I will avenge your death, Harry. I'll get even for us all. I hope wherever you are, you�re in peace now." -------------------------------------------------------- Harry dropped to the floor, rolled across it a few feet, and then jumped back up, firing off a spell. Then he leaped into the air to avoid a red flash of light from a spell. He did a flip in mid flight, and landed on his feet, throwing another curse at his invisible opponent. "Inyelcsevical!" he yelled powerfully, and smiled in triumph as the lights came back on and he won. Several cheers rang out and a second later, Harry had three very excited and proud girls surrounding him. Another girl, just as proud as the rest, stood behind them, grinning proudly. "Very well done, Harry. I am actually surprised at how quickly you have managed to master your studies." Harry grinned at Cassandra. "Thanks, I'm surprised as well." Harry walked over to the bench and picked up a terrycloth towel and wiped the sweat from his face. Emerald, Tera, Allegra, and Cassandra gathered around him again. "Let's go out to eat. Where do you want to go, Harry?" Tera asked. Harry shrugged. "You guys choose. Just, please, no MSG'd up Chinese food." Harry said. The girls grinned. They were sitting in the park, eating McDonalds take out and drinking sodas. "It's been six weeks since you died, and Voldemort has given up hiding and subtlety. There has been an attack almost everyday, on muggles mostly, but there have been several Muggle born witches and wizards as well. According to our spy�s reports, Voldemort is making plans to free Azkaban. We all know that if given the chance, the Dementors will leave the Ministry and join Voldemort. They'll have all the souls they want to feast upon. There'll be nothing holding them back. In six months, you should be trained enough to go back to Hogwarts with us and protect the school. We know without a doubt that after Azkaban, Voldemort next target will be Hogwarts." Cassandra said, breaking the silence. The sounds of chewing and drinking ceased. The girls and Harry exchanged glances. "He intends to free Azkaban? This is lovely. What do we plan to do about it?" Tera asked, chewing her lip worriedly. Cassandra shrugged. "Harry's our combat, strategist, and advisor, now. What do you think Harry?" Cassandra asked him. This time Harry was the on to shrug. "Well, first off, I don't intend to do this completely by myself. I want all of your guys' input. Second off, I'll need some Ariel and inside photos of the prison. I need a map drawn up and we need a list of all the names of prisoners who were followers of Voldemort and I need to know how high each one was ranked in his little circle pf henchmen. Once we've got all that, I'll start figuring out how we can foil his plans and make sure he fails." The girls nodded. " I can comply a list of prisoners and ranks, Tera can draw up the map, Allegra can take the aerial photos, and Emerald can gather information on the prisons geography, " Cassandra said. The others nodded their agreements. Emerald and Harry were sitting in the two big, comfy green chairs that sat in front of the fireplace of her bedroom. They each had a rather thick book in their hands and several more sitting on the small round wooden coffee table between them. Emerald was researching the island on which the Azkaban prison sat on, and Harry was reading a self-updating booking past and present death eater crimes. Two days ago Cassandra had handed Harry and 15-foot long list of the names of all the prisoners, who were death eaters. Harry now wanted to know what these people had done to land themselves in Azkaban. He needed to know who had done what and whom Voldemort might want freed more than others. So far, everything he had read had been more gruesome than he had thought it would be. Articles on the brutal rapes and murders of hundreds of Muggle and Muggle born witches filled pages and pages. In 1976 a group of seven death eaters had attacked a school bus full of high school students and had killed the bus driver before transporting the students to the middle of a forest clearing and tying them to several large stakes and then burning them, after casting a Long Life charm on them, to keep them alive longer than they should have, being burned alive. He made a disgusted sound and looked loathingly at the book. "No wonder Voldemort wants to free these bastards. I can't believe what I am reading!" Emerald looked up. "What is it?" Harry's face was dark." in 1966, there was a major massacre in Ireland. A hundred Death Eaters cast the imperious curse on all the children of the city,__________. They made the children murder their parents, and then hang themselves after building a fort like thing with the parents bodies." Emerald looked like she might be sick, and Harry wasn't looking so good himself. "Over 300 hundred bodies were found. 3/5ths were the bodies of the children." Harry and Emerald locked eyes. Finally, "I am going to make sure these people never see the real world again. They will not step outside of that prison again, unless it's to go to court and be sentenced the Dementors kiss." Harry vowed, his eyes showing his anger, and how serious he was. Emerald smiled softly at him. "I'll help you make sure it never happens." Harry grinned at her.
Semper Fi!
