But here it was, the news they had been waiting for all along. What they had hoped for day after day. Night after night they had prayed for this news, this specific outcome. My take on how the Dursley's found out about Voldemort's death.

Tom Riddle’s eyes flashed in anger. He didn’t like being pitied. It was a weakness, and Tom Marvolo Riddle was not weak.

The familiar Hogwarts walls were looking right back at him. But there was something different about it and, despite the peace; he couldn’t quite place the unsettling feeling that was slowly forming in his stomach... But that was just it. It was peaceful