Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all its character does not belong to me. I hope that everyone will enjoy my story.

Prologue

Everyone in the wizarding world had heard of Harry James Potter, but no one really understood him; not like me. I would like to think that I am his greatest friend and ally. After all he did pass all of the hurdles that I have thrown at him. He mastered my wand, so that even if he was beaten he would still be the master. He managed to gain the loyalty of my stone, and the affection of my cloak. Only by mastering all three of my relics would I call him my master, and I have never been more proud to bow down before someone.

I can see the sadness rolling off my master when he realized that all that he fought for was for naught, the wizarding world was still discovered. And when they were discovered they were exterminated, in a way that made what any other leader has done to their people seem like nothing.

My master has not yet realized that he will not age, nor will he die. I will try to alleviate pain over time, but even I know that there is no cure for a broken heart. Maybe I can do something else for my master when the time is right and he asks me to help, but until then, I will continue to watch my master from the shadows. Always watching but never interfering until I am called upon.