Introduction
Voldemort's POV:
I stalked down the too-good town, where the good-for-nothing Dumbledore grew up, and watched for my destination. Forgetting that it was Halloween, the day where muggles dressed up in costume, I had cloaked my existence. However, upon seeing that robes were a popular costume, I let myself be shown to the world. Nobody even spared me a glance! They should be cowering in fear, but I was simply all too normal for these lowly muggles.
I arrived at my destination shortly before 9 o'clock, when all the little children are being ushered inside, and people are expecting the last few trick-or-treaters. Walking towards the house without a look back, I felt the wards accept me. I did know the address after all. The path to the door wasn't too long, and in just a few steps, I was standing by there door, about to accomplish the task that would make me unstoppable. And it would be easy. Very easy.
A simple incantation allowed me to blast through the door, knocking it off its hinges. I struted in, as if I owned the place. The boy's parents must be up, putting him to bed. That wouldn't do. I blasted the wall to get there attention, and heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Before they reached the bottom, I heard James.
"What do you want-to kill an innocent child? When will you stop-when humanity is on the brink of extinction? Is that any way to live? At all?" Every word he spoke angered me further.
"You will never understand what its like to know everything you have ever dreamed of is kept from you by a measly baby. Everything!" My voice was like steel and I heard the stairs creak. I turned and "Advada Kedavra!" Emerald green light shot from my wand, hitting him square in the chest.
His body slumped over and spralled out and the last few stairs. I stepped over him on my way up the stairs. I heard Lily singing that insufferable brat to sleep. Luckily, he wasn't crying. I just can't stand crying babies. Lily looked up at the door, right as I walked in.
"If you'll stand down and just give me the child, you won't have to die." Maybe she will care about herself enough to let me spare her. Severus will love to have her to himself.
"I'll never give my kids up!" She set the bundle of blankets down on the crib and stood in front. I reasoned with her again, but still she persisted.
"Advada Kedavra," I said this one with a lot less enthusiasm. Her body feel forward, and I heard not one, but two children crying. Maybe the other is a cousin or something.
Training my eyes on the boy who looked like James, I raised my wand slowly. I moved in really close and watched as he shrunk away. Uttering those words for the final time that night, I sent the green magic towards the boy, only for it to be stopped by the little girl. She must've pushed her way up front.
Harry and the unknown girl took the curse together. They sent it back at me, and suddenly, all was dark.
