The bike rumbled onto the Hogwarts Quidditch Pitch, flattening the overgrown grass. Cassius floated towards the entryway of the completely helpless school. Hogwarts had lulled itself into a false since of security since Voldemort’s defeat, believing they could go on merrily without a care in the world. That would all be changed on this fateful night.

As he blasted a door open a house ghost floated by.

“Oh my! Sir please stop!” it exclaimed.
Cassius sliced his blade through the ghost. It died. He had killed something that was already dead.

Silence did not matter to Cassius, anyone or anything in his way could easily be dispatched. When he got to the Gryffindor door he was asked the password.
“Go die.”
“I’m afraid, that is not the-” a jet of fire silenced her.
Some of the unlucky children awoke.
Finally, Cassius found James. For a while he just stood over him silently laughing to himself about how easily the famed Potter family had been destroyed.
“Hello James.”