I own nothing. It's all J.K. Rowling's.

It has been said that some people were born great, some achieve greatness, and some people have greatness thrust upon them. Perhaps, in my case, I fit all three descriptions. My name is Harry James Potter and I was born with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord. My first touch with greatness.

Though it wasn't until my Hogwarts years that my greatness was thrust upon me, in the form of several life threatening and history altering events. Most of which involved the same Dark Lord whom I was destined to destroy. Slowly my wide eyed innocence began to wane and I changed. We all did. Our beliefs and morals were twisted beyond recognition. Yet, I managed to make it through my school days sane and virtually unscathed until it reached my final year of schooling.

During my seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry I achieved my greatness. This was the year in which Voldemort, the Dark Lord of whom I spoke earlier, decided to attack the seemingly untouchable school in which I resided. The deaths I witnessed in those few hours still haunt my dreams and conscious moments years after the Final Battle and I suppose they always will. At 5:45 in the morning just as dawn began to break I completed the task for which I was born. Tom Riddle the most powerful Dark Lord that the wizardring world had ever seen died at the hands of a seventeen year old wizard.

There you have it a life touched by greatness since the womb, a life shattered by a war that took everything he had, a life held to together by the fear that without him society would once again fall into ruin. I have lost everyone that has ever meant something in my life. My friends died in battle, my mentors all lost to father time. I am all that is left of those that resisted the darkness. Four generations have since passed by me all speaking of my greatness. It has been taught in schools and cataloged in libraries for future descendants to study. And here I still sit waiting and watching until my greatness should be called upon one last time. Until I am finally free to move on, to let go of my past horrors and embrace whatever lies beyond.