It had been a cold night, in Godric's Hallow. The had been October 31, 1981. Parents had long since put their tired children, having been walking around trick or treating, to bed for the night. The whispering wind was the only sound left after the deafening explosion rang out. Harsh geen light flashed throughout the place the Potter Family had been hiding in. A baby could be faintly heard crying out into the night; though the sound was muffled by the wind. The house, no longer under the Fidelius Charm, appeared on the street out of seemingly thin air. To this very day, ask anyone who was in Godric's Hallow that night and you will get the same answer. There had never been a house in that spot before. It's almost as if it appeared there by magic.
A man appeared up the the street, and ran towards that Potter house; heaving by the time he reach the front door. He looked to be about twenty; he had short, fluffy black hair that sat in small curls and eyes as sliver as the full moon. He took a few deep breaths before opening the clearly damaged door. The first thing he saw was the cold and lifeless body of James Potter. He choked down a sob, he could mourn the man later, and kept moving. The sound of crying echoed through the empty house. Lily never let Hadrian for very long before checking on him, and from the sound of it, he had been crying for awhile. The man followed the sounds of crying until he came upon the open door of the nursery. Lily's body was splayed out on the floor in front of Hadrian's crib.
At the sight of a living person, Hadrian stopped sobbing. The man stepped carefully around Lily's body, and approached the crib. He knelt down on one and whispered to Hadrian," Hey little Hades, I'm your Uncle Reggie. Do you remember me?"