It's over finally or is it?

(Crappy friends)

Harry was sitting alone on the hill above Hagrid's hut, he breathed in the air as tears streamed down his face, It wasn't Ron or Hermione who had stood with him solidly in the end, it was Ginny, Neville and Luna who came out to sit with him in silence. "Hey, Harry, you alright there, mate?"

"What am I to do now? The war is done, Voldemort is dead, I feel empty and so tired, I want to sleep for the next year, if I'm allowed, but Hermione and Ron can't leave me alone, it's like they are fixated on me getting my fame and glory, I killed a man, I don't want to be remembered for it. End of…!"

"I miss him, I miss my Godfather…..so much" Luna was crying for Harry as Ginny wrapped her arms around her. "Oh Ginny, I am so sorry about Fred, George isn't doing too well is he?" Harry sniffled

"No, People forget that he was a twin and that together, they were a force of nature. But you need to grieve too, Harry, you lost Remus and Tonks, the last living connection to your parents and Sirius."

"Yeah but….oh no, here they come, please divert them, I'm not ready for this yet" Harry started sucking air into his lungs and could feel a panic attack coming on. His head was aching and he had broken out in a cold sweat. "I have to get out of here" Ginny made him sit down with his head between his knees and told him to breath slowly, inhale through the nose and out through the mouth as Hermione was screaming at him over Neville's shoulder that he should be in the great hall receiving his first order of merlin and services to the school trophy "You will get to the great hall right now, and receive your proper and rightful rewards! Now!" Hermione stomped her foot and started calling Neville a filthy squib. He had achieved a lot and was a herbologist progeny and genius.

Luna got so angry and slapped Hermione, "You sound like a bigot! I am ashamed of you Hermione Granger, what is wrong with you?"

"Oh shut up Loony, I didn't want to rescue you from the dungeons in Malfoy Manor!"

Luna gasped and then snapped as her fist flew towards Hermione's chin. "You, will, leave Harry alone, you nor Weasley are a true friend, why can't you leave him be!" she screamed at the beligerant young woman on the floor. "Leave now otherwise I won't hold back!" Luna growled at Hermione. "Oh Don't worry, I'm leaving but Harry will speak us eventually" Hermione stood up with that smug know it all grin "He will have to sooner or later, so we can help him in the right way, we were his friends from the first year, none of you losers were and we will stop him being under the influence of dark magic."

Neville clenched his Jaw "Dark, Harry may be a person who has grey leanings but he is a good person who has been abused his whole childhood and he is still a nice guy who I would be delighted to know and be friends with. What is wrong with you? How can you not notice an abused child when you see one. You were with him from the beginning, you and Ron are the worst friends to a boy crying out for help. You are blind to P.T.S.D but fortunately I am not. I know a place where he can get help far away from you and that frigging Fame and Glory hound/walking dustbin. Go!" Hermione paled and Neville shouted "Fuck off, you little smug bitch!" Hermione backed away but wouldn't let it go "Harry, we can help...you, don't listen to them" Luna clenched her fist ready to knock out Hermione again. And she saw it "I….I'm sorry, I'll go now, goodbye Harry, I'll see you when you get back" She turned her back and ran towards the castle.

"At last" Luna sighed and saw Harry and Ginny having a thumb war and giggling he was clearly calmer now and looked better now the banshee was gone "Neville, how soon can you get him admitted to the mental health clinic?"

"Today, I hope, It's in the states and is for both muggle and magical people"

"Will it help Harry?"

"Harry will be a different person, I hope he will be stronger" Luna nodded

====Hermione====

"Oi 'mione, what's wrong with Harry?" Ron whined in a little boy tone. It grated on her nerves and was Ron always like this? Was it any wonder Harry wanted little to do with either of them?

Hermione had her thinking face on and Ron hated that Hermione had an intelligence that he never did, that's why he had been using her to do his homework all these years. "Er 'mione, are you going to tell me or what!"

"Harry has PTSD, he's just had a panic attack out near the stone circle" Ron rolled his eyes bored of the lecturing voice already. Ron only wanted to have a bit of fame and glory, a girl on his arm and a bit of money in his bank account after all he's been through standing at Harry's side through thick and thin. "So what! Oh boo friggerty hoo we've done everything for that git, first year we stopped him getting smashed up by that troll, second year you were petrified by that basilisk and I had to go into the forest full of spiders, I was bloody traumatised, you accused Harry of being the Heir of Slytherin and you weren't quiet about it either when you found out he could talk to snakes. That git has never shared his riches with us."

"I don't care about his money Ronald, I care because we are losing his friendship, did you know he was being abused by the Dursley's!"

"It's not like they were hitting him or beating him up every day, Hermione, that stopped after his third year, okay so they weren't very nice but he got three square meals a day and he only had a few chores like the weeding and cooking, he got used to their disdain and lived with it."

"So you are telling me you consider Harry to have had a normal childhood?" Hermione asked incredulously, then Ron lost his temper and raised his hand causing Hermione to step back. "Were you just going to hit me!" Ron looked in horror at his hand and where it was dangerously raised in the air then immediately stuck it in his pocket as Hermione's magic nearly escaped it's leash making her hair crackle with pure magic.

"No, Hermione, please, I wouldn't do that to you, I am so sorry, let's just go home and talk about this shall we?"

"I don't think so, Ron, you go home, I have some thinking to do, I think we should have a break and re-assess our relationship, it can't go on like this, I shouldn't have to be afraid of you, that is not a normal aspect of relationships." Ron turned red and clenched his jaw "Fine I'll see you when I see you then" Ron had a plan to use compulsion spells on his disobedient girlfriend, he was bordering using dark magic to keep Hermione clueless about his intent to have her wedded and bedded before she started thinking about going to find her filthy muggle parents in Australia.

(I do like Ron, but he was thoughtless and lacked emotional sensitivity more than half the time)

Canadian Healing

Harry POV

I had spend five weeks in the Native American Clinic on the Canadian border near the Olympic Peninsula, I had lots of time for the Inuit coven, No Whiny Hermione, no Whinging Weasley's, I was allowed to be "just Harry" it felt good to be me. I did some creative writing, learned some healing arts from the tribal healer's. I learned meditation and most of all I healed my magical core. I wanted to stay and learn more, but I had to go and face the music, ha! I hadn't done anything wrong!

I also learned that I was allowed to be angry, feel sad, grieve, rage at Dumb-as-a-door and others who had let me down "Ahhh there you are young Harry- son, I wanted to know if you were ready for the ceremony next week before you leave?"

"Yeah, a little nervous though, what if the inuit magic doesn't accept me and I lose all of my magic?"

"Now, young man we have talked about the words you just used, 'what ifs' are useless, they only serve to make you feel bad about the future and unsure of your own abilities, now we have freshly caught smoked mackerel and salad tonight with fruit and coconut vegan ice cream for dessert, come and join my family for dinner, Noshi my beloved wife loves feeding you and my daughters love the board games you play with them"

"Sure thing White-hawk, I'll see you there, I think I will just meditate for a bit more and then I'll follow you down"

"Good, I will see you shortly, Silver stag-wolf" White-hawk waved as he jogged down the hill and Harry watched the sun going down leaving the sky pink and orange. He exhaled out in a deep cleansing breath and slowly got to his feet. "It's time for my future to begin" he said with a smile.

The ceremony was a simple one, Harry was painted in white and blue-ish green paint, he was given a ceremonial Athame then he was blessed by the chieftain of the Inuit tribe "We give Harrison James Potter-Black blessings of the elements, We bless him with fire to always ensure he fights with a fiery passion for his beliefs, we bless him with water to ensure a smooth and tranquil life filled with emotion and intuition, we bless him with air to give him the power of flight from danger, to feel when his enemies mean him harm, we bless him with earth to centre him with wisdom to do the correct action even if it has costs. We have called the corners and asked for Lady magic's blessing, Harry, point the dagger towards the sky and say these words. 'I call upon Lady Magic to bless me with protection and her grace, I call upon the elements to bless the circle in which I stand, As I will it, so mote it be!' Harry said the words and reached out to the Goddess (the esoteric spirit) then felt a pure white bright light envelop him in a protective cocoon, as it sunk into his body, he felt jubilant and gave his first real smile in years. "I ask that this circle be closed and Harrison be blessed throughout his life." Harrison stood up as the Inuit people applauded him and he felt for the first time in his short life at peace with himself. It was time to go home to his true friends, Neville, Ginny and Luna.

End of Chapter 1 and 2