For it was the day after the third anniversary of Harry's supposed death. He knew that Hermione held a party for him every year, and that people still loyal to him attended. Ron had sworn after the second year that he wouldn't go again. That year it had been held at number six, Privet Drive. The house had been vacant for years, and nobody seemed to want to buy it ... not after the brutal murders of the family living at number four several years previous. The other residents of the cul-de-sac all swore it was haunted ...