Lana Konte

A hundred years or so ago, a wizard rose. His name was Voldemort. I did not know him, nor did I care to. Instead, I knew those whose lives he touched. They are long gone now, and soon, I will join them as well. But before then, there is a story left to tell. ``~And so begins the story that spans two generations and changes everyone’s lives. The story that no one dared speak.