Fidgeting slightly from another of my titles. I truly didn’t begrudge the Headmaster for the list of titles he has. I have my own set, though most are unknown outside of magical creatures. "Still, I did wish to discuss with you." A child came up to me with a flower crown. She had to be only a couple of years old. Giving her a big smile, I knelt down. Allowing her to place it on my head. She screamed in joy and pranced away. Victorious in being the one to give me a crown. A laugh escaped my lips. To see such joy in people who have been mistreated for so long. A promise so close to breaking, one that  must  not break.