Chapter 1

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Night had fallen over the ancient place of Hogwarts and a lone figure walked upon the grassy fields that surrounded the castle.

The lone figure that was walking upon the grass was none other than Harry Potter, a deeply depressed and brooding Harry Potter.

The shining beams from the full moon above made the boy's raven hair shimmer like black silk, his eyes glowing like emeralds

' So many things have gone wrong in my so short a life, things that were destined by the fates and never by his own hand or my own stupidity.

Firstly was The death of my parents by Voldemort, leaving me an orphan and unloved. and on my own as long as I was alive.

Secondly was that I was left on the doorstep of my mother's sister, Petunia Dursley and her husband and baby son.

Thirdly was that for a majority of my life was in a cupboard that was situated under the stair case.

Fourth was the Tri-Wizard tournament that Cedric and I had won together but Cedric didn't get out of the tournament alive. The cup being a port key to a Death Eater meeting and Cedric immediately killed in front of my eyes.

Fifth was the actual resurrection of Voldemort using my blood to bring him back to a some what semblance of life?

And lastly, The one that hurts the most out of all that I have been through was Watching Sirius, my Godfather going through the Veil that was hidden at the Ministry of Magic.

And now I don't even have Aunt Petunia anymore. Not since Vernon drove the three of them into the side of a lorry and killed them all

This had been the last thing that I could handle in the Wizarding world All I wanted to do was leave and hide away like a hermit,' he thought with anger as he took a drink from the bottle that was in his hand, warmth flowing through his body as he drank it down it heavy gulps.

The bottle that was in his hand was stolen from his Uncles liquor cabinet, Single Malt Scotch, his only escape now, the only one that did anything for him and having a spell on the bottle made things even better cause he never ran out of his alcoholic beverage having it refill every time the lid was replaced.

Harry waked into the Forbidden Forest until he came upon his favourite tree within the forest and proceeded to drink himself stupid and drunkenly happy, since that was the only way he could be now after Sirius had been killed.

Taking another drink, the alcohol finally hit Harry and he passed out against the tree that he had called Treebeard because of the look of the tree, being that it looked like Treebeard, from Lord of the Rings, a story that sounds like his life, his only comfort in this desperate time of need.

Legolas and Aragorn looked out over the Pelennor Field and beyond that to the great waters, Anduien, flowing through the great city of Osgilliath.

Three years had passed since the Final Battle of Middle-Earth, and it felt like nothing had really happened between that time and now, Legolas and Aragorn could feel it in their bones that a new adventure was about to begin.

"Do you think Gimli would join us on the coming journey Aragorn?" Legolas questioned his companion.

"What make you think that a journey is coming Legolas? But if one is coming then yes, I would say that Gimli would like to come, he has been as eager as you have for a new adventure."

Legolas looked over at Aragorn out the corner of his eye, taking in the beauty, strength, courage and excellence that he is, every thing that he has been looking for in the perfect mate, the mate he wished was Aragorn.

But being the mate of the King of Gondor was not meant to be, for Aragorn was married destined for another mate and that wasn't him nor was it Arwen, the beautiful Evenstar. who had crossed the great waters to the Undying lands.

Aragorn looked to Legolas, knowing what ailed the fair Elf's heart and he knew that there wasn't anything that he could do about it, to ease the pain in the Elf's heart, but maybe this adventure would heal all wounds and give Legolas someone else to love.

Placing a strong hand on Legolas' shoulder, Aragorn gave it a squeeze before speaking, "You will find the one that your heart truly desires Legolas and you'll be much more in love with this other than you ever could be with me. This adventure will give you your hearts desire."

Legolas sighed, shrugged the hand and looked at Aragorn, "I know this Aragorn and I have taken your words to heart, even if they hurt." He replied as he turned to walk away, only to have Aragorn grasp his arm to stop him from leaving so quickly.

"Go and find our friend Gimli, tell him that a new journey is upon swift wings and coming our way and should gather his things as should we."

"I shall do as you ask of me and inform Gimli of the up coming journey. But must I also remind you that Arwen and Faramir will need to be informed as well as your court." Legolas replied taking his arm from Aragorn's grip and left the Great Hall.

"I will always love you Legolas, as one would love a brother, of which I do not have and class you as the brother I have never truly had." Aragorn whispered into the vast hall before quickly going on his way to find Faramir and Arwen and explain what was about to come about.

Albus Dumbledore walked into the Hospital wing, a frown on his face and the ever present twinkle was missing from his usually twinkling blue eyes that showed how sad they were at the currant situation, looking over the young man in one of the beds occupied.

"How is he doing Poppy?" he asked as he stopped by the Med-Witch who was running tests over the prone figure."

"He has high alcohol levels and is malnourished. But it's the malnutrition that I can't really understand Headmaster, he eats at every meal." Poppy looked questionably at the Headmaster, who was also in deep thought about the situation.

"Could it be possible that Mr. Potter could have Bulimia Poppy?" the Headmaster questioned, honestly perplexed.

Poppy looked at the Headmaster in shock, "Could that truly be possible?"

"What we are witnessing at the moment Poppy, is a young man with too many problems laid out upon his shoulders and the pain and responsibilities of the Wizarding world as a whole and I have done nothing to release the weight, I've only added to it." Dumbledore explained sadly.

Poppy took the Headmasters hand into her own and gave it a comforting squeeze, "You cannot always be there Albus. Some things are just destined to be."

Dumbledore sighed, squeezing the hand in his back, "I know this but Harry should not have to handle this weight alone, it can be shared among others if he wasn't so afraid of everyone he loves dying." He explained.

"What can we do to heal his soul Albus?"

"The only thing I can think of is give him a mentor that he could tell his problems to, someone that understands what he has been through." Albus began, "And the only person that fits this description is Severus, for he has been through what Harry is going through."

"Are you sure about this Albus?" she asked, a bit apprehensive about giving Harry to the Potions master to care for.

"I know that many of my staff, or even you for that matter, do not trust Severus but I do and that is all that truly matters. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go down to the dungeons and talk to Severus about taking up this role, call me from Severus' rooms when Mr. Potter wakes up." And with that Albus was gone from the Hospital wing, leaving a slightly stunned Med-Witch behind.

Poppy sighed as she looked back over the young man in one of her hospital beds, unconscious from excessive alcohol consumption and the cold air of the forest.

'Oh Harry child, will Destiny and Fate ever give you a chance to be who you were meant to be? I at least hope that you find love once this journey is over and another starts,' she thought as she left the hospital wing, dimming the lighting as she went in to her office, closing the door behind her with a light snap.

Severus looked at Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, the greatest Wizard alive as though he had lost his marbles like Tibbles lost his in Neverland.

"You would like for me to do what?" he asked

"I would like for you to watch over, teach and be there for Harry when he needs it, teach him how to live with out the consumption of excessive alcohol and that bulimia is not the way to live. Can you do this for the boy Severus; can you do this for your self?"

Severus walked over to the mantle and picked up a decanter of whiskey and poured him self a glass, threw it back and then poured himself another before he sat down to contemplate what the crackpot was asking of him.

"And what do I get out of doing this favor for you and the Wizarding world?"

"Absolution." Dumbledore replied looking in to Severus' dark eyes, searching for something that has been long buried.

"You know nothing of what you speak Albus, now get out of the labyrinth that is my mind and stay out of my life." Severus growled.

"Then how is it dear Severus that I know you still grieve over the loss of you mate and your child from so long ago and have yet still to give yourself completion." Dumbledore questioned.

"How dare you speak so lightly of what you know nothing about and will never know anything about!" Severus yelled at the Headmaster, throwing his whisky into the fireplace in a fit of rage with at the Headmaster causing the flame to flare.

Albus looked calmly at the raging Severus, "I know more than you think that you think I know Severus, the Med-Witch that happened to be over seeing your mate's pregnancy told me all I needed to know and that was that your mate and child died during childbirth, I know no more than that." He explained to the distraught man in front of him.

"Now Severus I know you are hurting, but if you do not do as I ask of you as a friend, than I must order you as a Headmaster to take on what I ask of you. I only wish for you to look after a person that needs to be looked after, to be held, to be helped I ask this of you Severus, a deep hearted request to look after my Great Nephew."

Severus sighed heavily, the weight of his past years crashing down on him all at once, "Why can you not look after him? You are the last of his true family since Lily's sister passed on."

"You know that it is not possible for me to look after Harry and you know that I cannot, that is why I come to you to do this for me. It would be seen as favouritism by students and the School Bylaws forbid Professors including Headmasters to personally look after their own family members."

Severus looked to the headmaster, his eyes pleading with him, "Please don't ask me to do this, I cannot afford to grow attached, and I fear that I may do so if you force me to do this," he begged. Everything was going to hell.

Albus looked over the pleading man, sympathy in his eyes, body, movements and magic as he brought the younger man in to a shielding embrace, "This is not punishment Severus, this is something the Fates have decided to give you as a second chance, make a family with Harry Severus and be the father you were meant to be to a boy that needs a father." He explained rocking the crying man in his arms.