The whole of the Wizarding World was celebrating. It was July 31, their savior's third birthday. There was a lavish party at his house and almost everyone who was anyone was invited. Everyone was happy.
Except one little girl, hiding in the shadows of her room.
She was surrounded by ragged stuffed animals, thrown out by her brother that she just barely managed to save from being tossed out for good. Singing quietly to herself, she hugged one of the bears and frowned as she felt something cold and metallic around her bears neck. It was a necklace, shaped like a clock. Tapping it once, a hologram of s timer sprang out of it.
"I will not never turn off this clock until my parents teach me like a true daughter," she vowed to herself, starting the timer and slipping it around her neck.
No one noticed the girl who stood in the shadows, a clock hanging around her neck.