The gleaming sun beamed down upon the land in front of it, inflicting an aura of pure glory. Violet, orange, pink and even blue, every colour was in the immaculate sunset that was occurring at that moment. Harry had always wondered what it would feel like to be the sun and now he has a vague idea. A kingdom of beauty to rule over, the power to change day to night and vice versa. The lists of almighty things that it could do were endless but still Harry wasn't satisfied. He wanted to be the sun!
Imagine that, he pondered. Maybe just a day to change places with the incredible god of the sky, but it would still be worth more than one million sparkling jewels. He would not stop until he found a way of becoming the sun...