The characters from HP do not belong to me.
*This is my 1st attempt at writing fanfiction so please be forgiving.
Chapter 1
Albus Dumbledore sat down on his chair, recalling the past few days. As the minutes past, he got more and more sad. Voldemort has finally been defeated, but at what cost? James and Lily, both nice kids and countless others were now gone. Their son Harry, the boy who lived, was now living with his muggle relatives.
'No! I should not be thinking about that. I made the right decision. Harry should be brought away from all this' he said to himself.
'Liya, how I wish you were still here with me! Now we are all battered and scarred, these wounds will not easily heal. We need you more than ever now to help heal our souls! I can't help the others if my own life is also in tatters.'
As much as Albus loved his wife, he knew dwelling on her memory would sink him into a deeper depression. Resolved to use his energy in a much productive way, Albus left his room and headed down to the dungeons. Severus Snape, the former Death Eater turned spy was moving into his new quarters today. After Voldemort's defeat, Albus had offered the young man the position of Hogwarts Potions Master. With the end of his spying days, Albus felt that Severus needed direction in his life. Perhaps teaching Potions would give him something to live for.
'Severus has a great mind, he's brilliant in his studies and would become one of the finest Potions Master in history' Albus repeated to himself.
Yet no matter how many times he repeated that phrase, Albus could not convince himself. Yes, what he said was true, Severus was brilliant but that wasn't the real reason why Albus hired him.
Deep in his heart, Albus knew he just wanted to get to know the boy better. He wanted to know if there was even a faint possibility that his suspicions were correct…