Say your prayers little one, Dont forget, my son to include everyone
Tuck you in, warm within, Keep you free from sin till the sandman he comes,
Sleep with one eye open, Gripping your pillow tight
Exit light, Enter night,
Take my hand, Off to never never land.

One night, twenty five years ago, the boy who lived, a young seveteen year old by the name of Harry potter, faced off against the darkest wizard that ever lived, Lord Voldemort. The final battle was gruesome, and many lost their lives, on both sides. But in the end, it was the side of good that triumphed over evil, and as Voldemort uttered the killing curse, our lighting bolt scared wizard muttered a spell he knew all to well. Disarming Voldemort, both watched as his wand sailed through the air, Voldemort's eyes grew dark and lifeless, he had been hit by his very own rebounded curse. Once again, Voldemort was defeated by Harry James Potter, the boy who lived.

Somethings wrong, shut the light, Heavy thoughts tonight And they arent of snow white.
Dreams of war, dreams of liars, Dreams of dragons fire And of things that will bite.
Sleep with one eye open, Gripping your pillow tight
Exit light, Enter night,
Take my hand, Off to never never land.

Now, the final battle is nothing more then a distant memory in everyones minds. Life went on, and the golden trio and those who had attended hogwarts with them, grew up, got married and produced the next generation of magic. But when Minerva McGonagall stepped down as Headmistress of Hogwarts, she left it noted that she would not rest until she knew Hogwarts was in capable hands. And the animagi believed that the only capable hands to deal with the training of the wizarding worlds next generation was Hermione Granger, or now Hermione Granger-Weasley.

Though what the Order and everyone else didn't realise was that the Death Eaters they had forgotten, those who had fled before the Ministry of Magic could contain them and send them to trial, were still out there and with one cunning former Slytherin's dream, they would come to power again.

Daphne Greengrass, now Daphne Flint, was regarded as a silent type when she had attended Hogwarts, everyone seemed to overlook her and no one really payed attention to the flightly girl, that was until she was recruited into Voldemort's ranks. Daphne was completely loyal to her master and like all of the others loyal to him, his death and downfall hit her hard. But Daphne wasn't going to give up, she would have the reign of terror her master had always wished to have, she would bring the Death Eaters to power again, in the name of her fallen Master.

Gathering up all of the Death Eaters in hiding, Daphne, with the help of her husband Marcus, took control of what little forces they had left, and set to work, to re build the empire of her master.

Bodies of muggles have been turning up dead ever since, the Aurors, the Order and even the Ministry just cant seem to figure out whats happening. Who is killing these muggles? And how come that person, or group, seem to always be one step ahead of them.

It wasn't until a group of Ministry officals were all found murdered in the Atrium of the Ministry of Magic, that the side of light had any idea what they were dealing with. Floating above the ceiling was the enchanted Dark Mark, but instead of a snake crawling out of the skulls mouth, words appeared.

Our Kingdom shall come, and our will shall be done

Suddenly the wizarding world was in panic. Whispers circulated and twirled about a new threat, far worse then any past evil had ever been. The Daily Prophet dubbed the new group of murderous fiends, The Kingdom.

Now I lay me down to sleep, Pray the lord my soul to keep,
If I die before I wake, Pray the lord my soul to take.
Hush little baby, dont say a word, And never mind that noise you heard
Its just the beast under your bed, In your closet, in your head.
Exit light, Enter night, Grain of sand.
Exit light, Enter night, Take my hand
Were off to never never land.

How will the wizarding world protect themselves against The Kingdom? Will they call on the almost long forgotten Order of the Phoenix to save them yet again from an evil they cannot even comprehend? Or Will the world band together to fight against the new evil?


{Lyrics in this Plot belong to 'Enter Sandman' by Metallica}