Harry was scared. Uncle Vernon moved swiftly towards him brandishing his belt. Harry's eyes widened in fear and in a flash of jade green, he was gone. Vernon falls through the space where Harry was and moans in pain and frustration.

~IN A CASTLE, SOMEWHERE IN SCOTLAND~

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore is a manipulative man, as such he has many odds and ends that monitor a certain Boy-Who-Lived. Suddenly one of the trinkets turns a pale green and explodes setting ff a chain reaction of exploding trinkets. Albus stares at the now empty and scorch-marked table. Fawkes trills at him then disappears in a flash of flames. Albus speaks, for once not cheerful, "The Boy-Who-Lived is dead. Our saviour is gone."

The sparkle in his eyes is missing and Albus felt disappointment for the first time since he was a child.