I woke up in a cramped box-thingy. It's very dark and how in the name of Merlin is there even oxygen in here?! Oh right. I'm a wizard. "James?!" Lily said who is beside me. "Yeah?" I answered. "It's very tight in here. I can't breath properly." She said obviously struggling to get more space. I felt my wand so I immediately blasted the lid of this box-thingy open. I pulled Lily up since it turns out that we were in a coffin six feet under- Wait, what?! **** Harry, Ron and Hermoine is starting their Fifth year in Hogwarts. Voldemort is gaining power every minute wasted and the Ministry still denies the fact the He Who Must Not Be Named is back.