Third POV
It was a cool and breezy night on the streets of Claremont Square. The small winds howling in the background with the bright streetlights lighting up the streets. Everything was quiet, while the wind was whispering in the backg-
"WHAT!"... well maybe not all that quiet.
That noise just there could be heard miles away if it weren't for the anti-muggle charms. This screech came from nowhere it seemed. Well, at least to the muggles, or non magic people. To others, however, there was a house between number 11 and 13. That house was number 12 Grimmauld Place, the Black residence and headquarters to the Order of the Phoenix. This is where the story begins.
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Harry POV
It was nearing the school year once again. The war with Voldemort, and there was sadness all around for a while. Everyone mourned for their close ones losses. There were funerals for what seemed like everyday, and I thought about this every night. The Weaslys were absolutely devastated about Fred, and George and Ginny were never the same. Ginny had missed the older brother that would always play pranks on her, while George had lost the other half of him. He would never leave his room. This lasted fpr a few months, until Ginny had finally convinced that Fred would not want his twin to mourn over his death. He would want him to go on and live a happy life, and to keep the Weasly twin legacy.
During the year after the war, the Wizarding World started to be rebuilt. Professor McGonagoll and the other teachers had rebuilt Hogwarts, with her being the new Headmistress as Dumbledore has died. The Ministry of Magic had also changed, and even more security was placed. In addition, much to my surprise, Professor McGonagoll had invited the previous seventh years to return back to Hogwarts and finish our education. Hermione had immediately accepted, of course. Ron accepted because of Hermione (they were official about a couple of months after the war had passed), and I accepted as well. Like usual, school would start on September 1st, and we were all excited to go back. One night, Ron and I had talked about our return.
"Harry," Ron started "do you think a lot of the old seventh years would come back this year?"
I thought about it for a while and responded "I honestly don't know Ron. I'm thinking that some will though. Like Neville, Dean, and Seamus."
"Do you think Malfoy will come back?"
Ron did not necessarily say his name in disgust like how he would in our 3rd year, but he also did not say it in a super friendly way.
Thinking about how his mother, Narcissa, had saved me in the Forbidden Forest, I had sort of softened up on him. That doesn't mean that I still don't hate him though.
"Maybe. I mean, he would get a lot of attention because of his father, but he would probably come back as well," I replied.
The room went silent for a couple of minutes, and then Ron started up a conversation about Quidditch.
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It was about 8:00, and Hermione had just arrived. She came in with a suitcase and Crookshanks in her arms. She was not like the Hermione I had known in our 1st year, but not in a bad way. She seemed more confident about what she was doing, and her hair wasn't bushy like before. She also showed that mischevious side of her at times, which she definately would not have liked back in our first year.
I was brought out of my thoughts when Mrs. Weasley had called us down for dinner. When I got down, I saw Professor McGonagall standing by the table. Molly had a somewhat nervous look on her face, which concerned Harry a bit. As Harry sat down at the table, Molly had set down a plate of food for him. Green beans, mashed potatoes, and ham - his favorite. That was when he knew something was up, because Molly only made this for special occasions. This had also shocked the rest of the family to see what was on the menu. Before anyone could ask, Professor McGonagall bagan to speak.
"I am terribly sorry to bother you all this everning, but there is something I have found out."
In a curious tone, Ron asked "What is it Professor?"
"Well, as I was restoring the Headmaster's quarters, I had found paperwork in one of Albus's drawers. I took them out, thinking that they were not needed. As I looked at them, however, I had discovered something shocking."
She took a deep breath, and we could all see worry in her eyes. We all waited patiently for the professor to finally say it. What I didn't know at that time, was that what she was about to say would change my life.
"According to this paperwork, Voldemort has a grandson."
At first, everyone was shocked and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. That when I exploded.
"WHAT! How could a monster like that have a child much less a freaking grandson!" I yelled. "I mean, who would ever want to be someone like that. I also bet he is just like his grandfather. I bet, before he was defeated when I was a baby, that Voldemort would train him to take me and the Wizarding World out."
Professor McGonagall was a bit shocked at my outburst, but soon recovered.
She finished off saying "According to the paper work, the boy is named Perseus Riddle and is eighteen years old. He lives in Manhattan New York City with his mother and step-father. His mother, Sally Jackson, was Voldemort's daughter. She was a powerful and kind witch, who resented any dark magic. When she found out about her father's intentions, she took her son with her to America. There, she changed her name to Jackson and started to build her new life in New York."
There was another moment of silence.
"I am sorry Harry that you had to hear about this. Especially since the war with Voldemort had finally ended."
Ron rubbed my back and Hermione hugged me with tears in her eyes. The Weasleys were all avoiding eye contact, and had sympathetic looks on their faces. As for me, I was both terrified and angry. Angry that someone like Voldemort, someone who would kill with no remorse, was able to get married, have a daughter, and a grandson. In addition, I was terrified. Terrified about the grandson and if he was to take his grandfather's place to destroy me. My thoughts were interupted when Professor McGonagall started talking.
"Now, I am reluctant to do this, but I say we have him come to Hogwarts this year. This way, we will be able to keep an eye on him if he does anything wrong, and we could properly train him and have him on our side."
I did not like that idea at all. However, I had reluctantly accepted.
"Minervea" Arthur started "Are you sure it will be safe for this kid to go to school with Harry?"
"No Arthur, I didn't know you had a side like this. A side that judges people just because of their background."
McGonagoll knew that Arthus didn't mean that, but she was sowly getting impatient.
Mr. Weasley's face turned as bright as his hair and he said "O-o-of course I am not. I just want to be cautious and for Harry to be safe."
"I of course want Harry to be safe as well, but this idea seems to be the safest option there is. There are still Death Eaters out there, and from what I've heard, they haven't heard anything about Perseus. So, if we could get to him first, then we would not have to worry as much about him being up against us," Professor replied.
Arthur nodded his head showing his understanding of the situation.
"Now, if you don't mind, I would like to take Harry, Ron, and Hermione with me to retrieve the boy, considering they are the Golden Trio," she said with a sparkle in her eye.
Ron, Hermione, and I blushed and chuckled at the name we were given during our previous years at Hogwarts. We nodded in agreement, and Mcgonagoll told us the location of where we were supposed to go. I took one last glance at the house before leaving, with a quick "good luck" and a kiss from Mrs. Wealsey and Ginny. With that, I thought about the place in New York, and everything started to spin around me. The next thing I knew, Professor McGonagoll, Hermione, Ron, and I had arrived in Manhattan.
AAAAAAAND done! OMG guys, it seems like forever since I have written this book. So, this is chapter 1 edited, and as you can tell, it was most likely longer than the previous chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed this, and I plan to edit and upload chapter 2 soon! Thank you all for sticking with me and being patient with me. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and the next one will be in Percy's POV! Good night luvs,
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(Edited: 01/17/20)