Disclaimer : Neither Harry potter nor Lord of the rings is mine. They belong to JK Rowling and JRR Tolkien. All the characters belong to them.
Chapter 1:
The war had taken its toll on everyone. More for our young heroes than anybody else. Harry Potter was not an exception to this. However, he was also a man of great strength and determination. He had lost many people to the war starting with his parents, but that did not mean he was going to wallow in misery and depression. That would make all the hard effort that all those people made to keep him alive a waste. It would dishonor Padfoot's memory. He liked to think that now padfoot was once again with his packmates and brothers, free from the hellhole that was his childhood house, free from all the prejudice of people who treated him as a criminal. Then there was Moony and Tonks. They should not have gone to the battlefield. They should have stayed with little teddy. Now the little one had no parents. However, he wil give him a happy childhood. He will know the truth about his parents.
So with this optimistic outlook in mind, he went on. He carried on with his life. Day after day, helping people, helping in Hogwarts wherever necessary.
He also clarified everything with Gringotts. The head goblin, Ragnok and he were now on friendly terms, which earned Harry the respect of most of the goblins. He would never forget Griphook's dealings but he would also remember Ragnok's kindness. After paying the hefty fine, which was not unreasonable and didn't even make a dent in his huge vault, he explained why he had broken in, in the first place. Ragnok gave his oath to take the secret to his grave. He also punished Griphook. Griphook was stripped off his position and sent away at a different branch of Gringotts to work.
It was Saturday and that meant it was the family dinner at The Burrow. He got ready, asked Kreacher to not to wait for him or make any meals, he went away.
He went over and knocked.
"Harry dear, come in, come in."
"Mrs Weasley, good to see you. Where's everyone?"
"Come on everyone's already here. Dinner's just about to start."
He went in and and noticed immediately George's poor condition. He was staring off at a wall, just sitting, doing nothing. He went over to him and gave him a hug. This seemed to be some kind of break down point for George as he immediately started crying and sniffing and rocking back and forth.
"Shh George, let it all out. But remeber Fred would not want you to lose yourself. He would want you to cause mayhem and mischief. He would want you to laugh, move on in life. He would want you to achieve all your goals, honour his sacrifice by living not only for yourself but also for him. Remember the one's that love us never truly leave us. They always stay with us. In our heart, in our memories. They will watch over you from above and wish you all the happiness of the world. They will protect you and guide you." With that being said he gave George some space and talked with others.
Dumbledore always said his greatest gift was love. He didn't believe the old man at first but now he knew better. Love was not a weapon but love was healing. With love and kindness you could achieve anything you want.
A/N: Hi guys, so this is my first fanfic. Let me know what you think about this. Also, English is not my first language, so if you find anything off, please tell me. I'll work on it and correct it. Thank you all for reading. Have a nice day.