The summer had finally came and the search for the last horocux was on. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had searched all summer, then finally as they thought all hope was lost, they got a tip. Before Dumbledore had died, he had written a letter to Harry, a letter he wasn't to recieve until his seventeenth birthday. The letter contained all the information Harry needed, as long as he was able to piece it all together right. The letter read:

Dear Harry,

If you are reading this letter, I am sad to say that I have passed away. Don't be sad the pain will go away soon. Though, that is not what I am writing you about. If you haven't already found the last horocux, I am here to help. Well I am writing to help the best way I can. Harry you know where the last horocux is, you just have to think. You have been there before, you have seen it. It is in the last place that Lord Voldemort would think of you to find it. Think back, all the way back, to your fifth year. Where did you stay that summer? Whose house were you in? Think Harry, Sirius. No he wasn't the last horocux, nor is anything in that house an horocux. Where was the only place you didn't venture off to? The Basement. Though I am not going to tell you all the directions and where the horocux is. But trust me Harry, once you get to the basement, you will know where to go after that. Once you see that horocux, you will know it. Destroy it Harry, don't think twice.

Sincerely, Albus Dumbledore

Even though the letter was quite scary, since Dumbledore had been dead. Then again, he must have known it was going to happen. The letter was confusing, but right. Harry had followed the directions of Dumbledore. They went to the basement of the Black House and what do you know, Dumbledore was right. Underneath the house and Harry was unsure if Sirius himself would have even known about it, but there was a passageway in the wall, that led down to some secret room. But how did Lord Voldemort get into it? He didn't. Bellatrix Lestrange, whom was formally a Black did. Being a Black she was able to get into the house, whenever she wanted. So she did, placing the last horocux in this room for the Dark Lord. It was definitely the last place anyone would have considered looking for a horocux.

After the three of them had searched all over the room, it finally hit Harry. Why else would all Sirius' stuff be moved to this room? To confuse Harry, right? Then his eyes fell on it. One thing that he knew for a fact couldn't be Sirius'. There it was. A cross. A skull bone and cross. How stupid could one boy get? How could Harry not have seen that when they first came down. Hanging on the wall like it had been there for ages. Lifting it up and off the wall, Harry looked at it. And to his surprise, he could tell that it was the last and final horocux, something he wasn't able to do with the other ones. With a simple spell, Harry blew up the final horocux, all was safe now. Or so Harry thought.

The destroying of the last horocux, didn't kill Lord Voldemort, but it did remove all his powers. But before Harry had destroyed it, he past his knowledge and power onto someone else. His wife. Yes, Voldemort had finally meant the woman he was meant to be with. Powerful, pure-blooded, and beautiful. Now she was the Dark Lordess. She now had all the powers, she now had the control of the world at her feet. But it was decision time, would she attack the world now or would she wait until the right moment? It was, after all, her choice now and she choose to wait. You can never rush perfection.

Nineteen years have now since and past, since the new Dark Lordess took over. There have been weddings and deaths, but most of all there is a new Head at Hogwarts, a female. After McGonagall pasted away 3 years ago, they wanted another female to take her spot. Adrienne Riddle, or better known to the Dark Side as the Dark Lordess. At the time of her taking over the school, no one really took into consideration of her last name. But after a while, when the children came home talking about their new Headmistress and how cool she was, it dawned on them. Riddle... Riddle.... and they where attending school with Riddles? Lord Voldemort was still alive, married, and with children! His power was going to live on, unless Harry did something about it.

There wasn't any time to waste, Harry formed up the Order of the Phoenix once again, explaining this thoughts to them all. All of which agreed that she was the wife of Lord Voldemort. Finally, they realized looking at all the staff at Hogwarts, she had fired some and hired new. The realized that every person on the staff at Hogwarts was or still are Death Eaters or supporters of Voldemort. There wasn't much they could do during the school year, they couldn't jeopardize the safety of the kids. They would have to wait it out. They would have to wait until summer, unless they brought it on first.

The new war was on its way. It would be here sooner then they expected. The time was coming for Harry to defeat Voldemort, once and for all.