The Spell (a Harry Potter fan fiction)

The Fire

A scream was heard in the night.
There was smoking rising and then disappearing into the black sky. An old wizard, possibly the best wizard known to man, was running, with a 2 year
toddler and a newborn baby. Dumbledore was running as far as he could with these two children. The fire was still hot against his back, even when he was a mile away.
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"What did I say Charles!" Aunt Mary said to Schyler's and Shelby's uncle. "Sorry, sorry dear," Uncle Charlie replied,"the eggs were looking said good, and the bacon even more so." They lived on 927 Privet Drive, a large neighborhood full of small houses. They lived not far from Harry Potter, who was in the fifth year at Hogwarts. Him and Schyler were really good friends, as well as Ron and Hermione. Schyler was starting his fifth year at Hogwarts as well. Shelby was 17, being two years older than Schyler. "Come on children, it's almost time to go to King's Cross station!" Aunt Mary said happily. "Ugh" said Schyler, getting out of bed. It was so early, to him at least. "Took you long enough," said Aunt Mary when Schyler finally came. Shelby was wolfing down bacon and eggs. "We can't be late!" Shelby said through a mouthful of breakfast. Shelby was in her final year at Hogwarts, being in Gryffindor, as well as Schyler. "Done!" Shelby yelled. "Are you going to eat, Schyler?" Uncle Charlie asked. "I'm not hungry," Schyler replied. "Well then to the car!" Said Uncle Charlie, and they started off to King's cross station