Warnings: Snarry, Slash, Rape, Harsh Laguage, Abuse/Violence and Vague Religeous slanderings all may be included (or may not as I have not completed yet) It is rated accordingly and you have been warned.

Disclaimer: It is safe to say I own nothing you recognise and will not be making any money out of this story.

Hi all,

Firstly I invite you to read my Bio if you are in any way, shape or form easily offended as it says a lot about me, I make no apologies to anyone who goes on blindly into this story as I have warned in every outlet that it may happen. Now for those who want to continue...

For some reason all of my chapters for this story so far are very short - very unlike me I promise. Also I keep changing POV between Sev and Harry but if you guys think it will be better in just one POV then do tell. I like suggestions (doesn't mean I'll definately listen but I will consider) so if anyone has anything that really bugs them about my writing (like my consant use of parenthesis - it bugs me too) or if anyone wants a certain POV up or a scene they want up. I'm kinda sticking to the plot of book six (at least for now) but who knows where this will go.

I know that irregular updates are a pain but it's either that or no updates 'cause school and horses do get in the way a little ;) And please read all of my A/N's 'cause I do love making them :)

Also I have no Beta 'cause I don't really understand what they do but my friend told me to tell you that, so now I have :)

Much love and hug for readers and even more for reviewers. I hope you enjoy the ride through this story as much as I do.

Love from Yours Truely,

Phinet

Saving Him

We have always hated each other. For five years he despised me, and I him. For five years he excelled in nothing if not making my life hell. For five years I tormented him, filled his mind with suspicion and doubt. For five years we looked at each other with nothing less than revulsion. For five years he was nothing more than an insufferable brat to me, and I a greasy git to him. For five years he invaded my life, brought to mind humiliation I had long since forgotten, revived nightmares I thought I would never have to endure again.

And for five years I have saved him.

And now I am to stand and watch as he crumbles, for I can do nothing to save him from this. I cannot merely take the hit this time, I cannot stand in the face of his troubles today, I cannot even find out the information that could save his life. For a part of him died with Cedric Diggory but a larger part died with his godfather - and that part seemed to hold his hope, his reason to keep fighting – and I cannot find those reasons in his eyes anymore. I cannot find his passion nor give him strength. His eyes are haunted, his slim figure is hunched and he has never been less like a child – I cannot save him from manhood. And he had never been more broken or alone – and yet no one else seemed to notice.

And this time I cannot save him.

Yet, when it seems beyond my help, I always get a chance to save the boy – or man as it would seem.