B U R N I N G [INTO THE] N I G H T
I must have dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They're moving into the street

It has been 70 years since the death of Harry and Voldemort. Everyone was living in peace and harmony. There were the few criminals out there, like there is everywhere else in the world. A few dark wizards kept popping out of the wood works, but nothing to serious. The world had never been better before. More people were happy with themselves. It was as though everything that happened since Voldemort was born never happened at all. Forgetting the past is never a good thing. In every one's mind they thought nothing could go wrong with the world now that Voldemort is dead and gone for good. Or is he?

Now, did you read the news today?
They say the danger has gone away
But I can see the fire's still alight
They're burning into the night

Little did anyone know, there were still Death Eaters in the world, recruiting new Death Eaters each and every day, committing crimes, torture and even murder. However, no one thought anything about it. They just thought they were normal criminals causing trouble, they didn't know the true nature of them. These Death Eaters looked just like everyone else. Soon, all the elderly people discovered that the Death Eaters were making a come back, so they tried to convince all the younger people that the Death Eaters were coming back. No one believed them. The truth was to much for them, the lies seemed easier to handle.

There's too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go around
Can't you see this is a land of confusion?

Over time people began to see what was really happening, the elderly men and women were right. Quickly word spread about the Death Eaters growing stronger, and stronger by the day, even though no one had ever seen a Death Eater, nor did they know if the rumors were true or not. No one knew if they should be scared, frightened, panicked, or calm and relaxed. There have been people spotted impersonating Voldemort, doing the same thing he did - though they aren't as good as him seeing as the Aurors keep capturing them. But no matter what they do, they always reappear. Now there is a whole group of people that worship Voldemort and are trying to be just like him. They call themselves Voldemort's Army. What will happen now?

Oh, superman, where are you now?
When everything's gone wrong somehow?
The men of steel, these men of power
Are losing control by the hour