Harry didn't know where he was, which wasn't unusual, but what was unusual was that he felt comfortable.
Like we was floating. Kind of like he was floating on clouds.
He didnt want to open his eyes because this was just about the nicest he could remember feeling in a really long time.
Like his body was being rocked.
He didnt even feel like he needed to move. He just felt calm and comfortable.
And then everything started feeling heavy. But it was a good heavy. Like he was falling into his body.
And he fell asleep.
...
Little did Harry know that while he was feeling good, those around him definitely were not.
Dumbledore was puzzled. Hagrid had come in with little Harry in his arms and they had looked so sweet so close and comfortable together. Dumbledores eyes twinkled when he looked at the pair, glad that they had already formed such a strong bond.
But they soon stopped twinkling after Hagrid had explained what had happened.
And now he was worried. Both for the child, and for what this would mean for the times ahead.
If there was something wrong with Harry, then there would be even worse consequences for the war.
He needed something done for the boy now. Right away.
He was waiting for Severus. He always knew what to say in these sort of situations. These situations where Albus could only look at and think of all that he couldnt do. He could do so much, understand so much, but he didnt understand everything. He couldnt 'fix' everything.
And Severus understood this. Severus was one of few who saw Albus as what he truly was, fallible.
And Albus really needed that right now. Someone who could see that Albus... needed help.
And until Severus could get there, Albus had done what he thought was best.
Potions.
He had let that boy sleep.
At first it had been fitfully. With Harry, muttering so many things that concerned Albus.
He had said he was bad. Evil. Confused. So confused. Had begged for it to just stop. For the world to stop. He had begged for everything to just go away. He had begged to be let to sleep forever.
Albus couldnt let it be forever.
But looking down at the boy, he decided, that while it couldnt be forever- he could give this child 'now'.
He would let him sleep. Would let him rest.
And then. Everything for the child, could hopefully begin again.