He doesn't know how it happened but it just did. He was standing in the remains of the war. Which war? one may ask, easy. the second war of the wizarding world. He had the invisibility cloak rapped around his shoulders the resurrection stone hanging on a thread made unbreakable with the use of magic and finally the death stick, also known as the elder wand, in one hand. I don't own the Harry Potter books or movies, Only the plot of this fanfic. I was inspired by someone a year-ish ago but I don't remember what the book is called. Enjoy :)