No One Needs

A Hero

Once the World is Saved

By: Angedelamorte

Disclaimer: Nope, I still don't own it, go sue someone else you greedy bastards.

Author's Note: NO! I have not abandoned this story! I'm not dead, either. I just seem to have this thing with lying about my update schedule and my internet has totally gone to hell, so you'll get an extra long chapter.

Thanks to all of you that have reviewed. Your reviews give me a lot of inspiration.

Random Quote:

"Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?"

"Who will guard the guards?"

"When Angela scored, Harry did a couple of loop-the-loops to let off his feelings"-Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

Severus muttered various obscenities under his breath. Damn Weasleys, damn Albus, damn Azkaban, damn Potter. He stalked towards the Hospital Wing. He set the skeletal figure of Harry Potter onto a bed and went to find Madame Pomphrey.

Severus found Madame Pomphrey in her office, doing paperwork. Summer had just started and Poppy needed to update all of the students' files. "Poppy," Severus said, "You're going to want to check on your new patient. It won't do the school's reputation any good if celebrities die whilst the nurse does paperwork."

"My Severus, what are you talking about? Why you are all wet, what happened ?" A look of understanding dawned on her face. "My lord Severus, is Harry Potter in the ward. Why didn't you say anything!" With that Poppy jumped up and rushed toward the near skeleton known to the world as The-Boy-Who-Lived.

Poppy nearly fainted when she saw the poor condition the once savior of the world was in. He has skin and bones. He was filthy. His hair look as if it hadn't been washed or cut in years. When thinking about it, Poppy realized that it probably hadn't been. Casting a simple body bind on her thin patient, Poppy began her work. "You can change out of all of your wet clothing, Severus, this is going to take awhile."

Severus ignored Poopy's implications saying that he would be back to check on Harry. He knew he would. Grumbling under his breath, Severus made his way to his personal chambers. Muttering the password Severus entered his sanctuary.

Contrary to popular belief, Severus's chambers were not as cold as the ice around his heart. They were actually rather comfortable since Severus spent more time there than at Snape Manor. The walls were all done in a dark wood paneling, Dark green carpet covered most of the rooms. Severus paused in his front room. He scanned the day's news paper.

A rush of anger filled Severus and he slammed the paper down and headed towards the Headmasters office. The paper fell to the ground and the headline was barely visible. It read: Lucius Malfoy the new Dark Lord?

Severus entered Albus's office with a cold hate burning in his heart. The ancient wizard was absent, naturally. "Lovely," Severus muttered. "Crazy coot is probably out buying candy." Silently, Severus went to go check on Harry, he did not want Albus to meddle with the young fugitive's mind. Albus had this way of making you feel guilty for things out of your control; Severus knew from personal experience, Albus was the reason he had started spying.

Severus cornered Albus outside of the Hospital Wing. "I can't believe you, Albus, I really can't," Severus said, "I found out why you chose to release your weapon."

Albus gazed at Severus for a brief moment; his blue eyes penetrating into obsidian orbs. "Why, what do you mean Severus?" Albus asked.

Severus lost control. "What do you mean what do I mean?" Severus roared. "I have figured out you little plot, Albus. I figured out why you released Ha-Potter. He wasn't found innocent. You found yourself a new Dark Lord that needed vanquishing and you chose to take your 'weapon' out of prison. Your 'weapon' was arrested for a crime he didn't commit and I would be surprised if it wasn't at your orders."

Harry groggily came to the surface of consciousness. His head was spinning, was he really free? Was it a ploy? Or was it just a dream? Harry nearly fainted again as he saw his surroundings. He was in the Hospital Wing. 'So it's true,' he thought. He was free.

Free, how Harry Potter had longed for that word. Now, it seemed that freedom wasn't as good as it seemed. He did not want to stay here. With these... people; if they could be called that. Harry Potter did not call wizards that locked up innocent teenagers, people.

Raised voices took Harry from his musings."I figured out why you released Ha-Potter. He wasn't found innocent. You found yourself a new Dark Lord that needed vanquishing and you chose to take your 'weapon' out of prison. Your 'weapon' was arrested for a crime he didn't commit and I would be surprised if it wasn't at your orders."

Harry sat frozen. Professor Snape was yelling at someone on his behalf. Curious, Harry stumbled toward the entrance to figure out what Snape was yelling about. He had reached the door when he recognized another voice. "It had to be done, Severus. The boy was far to powerful to run around free.' It was Dumbledore and he had just admitted to locking Harry up.

Harry stood there for a minute. He expected to feel hate, rage anger, something. The only thing he felt was a sense of sadness. Dumbledore was the grandfather he never had and he was the same man that took away six years of his life.

Unsteadily, Harry walked closer to the doors and pushed them open.

Albus's face dropped when Harry Potter appeared outside of the Hospital Wing. "Harry, my boy, what are you doing out of bed? Madame Pomphrey said that you shouldn't be up and about for a few days."

"Albus, don't pretend to care about the boy's now. You did lock him up in the Wizading world's equivalent of hell," Severus snapped.

"Don't listen to anything Severus says," Albus said comfortingly to Harry, "He's always been a bit on the angry side."

Harry stared at Albus for a moment. His dead, emerald eyes piercing into Albus's twinkling ones. "You did it, didn't you?" Harry's voice was hardly above a whisper. "I wouldn't do that, you know it. It's true, what you said. I was too powerful to be 'running around.' I don't care what you want. I'm leaving, and I'm not coming back." With that. Harry made his way, unsteadily, toward the giant doors of the castle.

Albus turned to continue speaking with Severus, but he was gone.

Immediately after Harry spoke his harsh words to Albus and began walking to the doors; Severus made his way to the owlery. He needed to send an owl to a young fugitive who had no one in the world.

Severus paused for a minute, why was he going to try and help Ha-Potter? The brat was a torn in Severus's side.

Severus thought of the years after he received the Dark Mark. He had virtually no one, except Albus and it seemed as if Albus was not going to help The-Boy-Who-Lived.

After scribbling a quick note, Severus called his raven, Edgar, to his arm and sent the black bird off to find Po-Harry.

Harry stopped inside the Three Broomsticks to get a butter beer and to try to clear his thoughts. He sat a a small table in the back and waited for someone to help him. Rosmerta came up to him a few minutes later. "Can I help you, sir" she asked.

"A butter beer, please," Harry said softly.

Within minutes Harry had a nice warm butter beer. He searched his pockets. He had no money. Not one knut to his name. Silently, Harry crept out of the warm building and into the dark town.

Harry curled up against a dark building and willed his tired body and tired mind to get some rest.

Harry awoke to a soft pecking on his shoulder. "Go away Hedwig," he muttered. A moment later Harry realized that Hedwig was dead, and had been for six years. Shakily, Harry sat up and took the letter the black bird had attached to it's leg. Opening it, Harry was shocked. It read:

Potter-

This coin here is a portkey to a small house I have outside of London. Just say

Portus and the portkey will activate. I will see you there.

-S.S.

Harry stared at the initials at the bottom of the paper. S.S, could not stand for Severus Snape. Snape hated him. There was no way that Snape would help him, of all people. Unless, Snape really wasn't working on Dumbledore's side and it was all just a scheme to lure Harry away from Hogwarts.

Taking a risk, Harry grabbed the knut and whispered "Portus." There was a pull behind his navel and he was gone.

Harry's vision swam as he landed. Maybe he was more tired than he thought. He took a few steps and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

Severus jumped when the wards of Snape Manor went off. He checked his watch, it was a good ten minutes after he had sent Edgar off. "Damned bird," Severus muttered, "Can't deliver a letter without a problem."

He waited a few more minutes. Still no Potter. He checked the wards again, there were two people on the property. Mumbling obscenities under his breath, Severus pulled on a cloak and headed outside.

It was raining, again. "Damn London weather," Severus said. He was walked toward the front edge of his grounds. He had roughly four acres, it was small compared to some other pure blood estates. He found Harry right at the edge of the wards.

He was unconscious. Severus checked the skeletal bo-man over. It looked as if Harry had passed out from exhaustion. Severus carried the unconscious form of Harry Potter into his house and prepared himself for the worse.

Severus paced in his front room. Harry had been unconscious for two days. He had shown almost no signs of life except for the slight rise and fall of his chest.

Suddenly, an owl flew into the room. Severus read the note mumbled under his breath and headed to Hogwarts.

Severus apparated to the front gates of the giant school. He walked briskly to Albus's office. "Albus, what is this urgent problem," Severus asked without waiting for introductions. "I was in the midst of an-" He stopped the room was full of wizards; Albus Lupin, Moody Tonks, Kingsley, the entire Weasley clan.

"Severus," Albus said, "Harry Potter is missing."

"What do you mean, Albus?" Severus said maintaining a calm demeanor while his mind was racing.

"I tracked him down after he left I wanted to give him a place to stay the night; the summer nights are rather cold here. I tracked him to the Three Broomsticks, he was there for a little while but he left in a rush. He was outside for a few moments but then he disappeared. Kingsley thinks that he was portkeyed somewhere."

"What do I care if the Potter brat was stolen? If I'm not mistaken, you were the one that had him hidden away for six years," Severus snapped.

"Severus, do try to calm down. With Malfoy trying to take You-Know-Who's place we need as many people as possible to help look for Harry," Arthur said in an attempt to calm the two wizards.

"Two weeks ago none of us would have cared what had happened to the brat. Now we're trying to protect him," Severus said, "If I was Ha-Potter I would want absolutely nothing to do with you sorry excuse for wizards."

"Now, Severus, now now is not the time to get hot headed," Albus said, "We all need to concentrate on finding Mr. Potter. We will discuss our other plans later, Severus."

A/n: yeah there is no particular end to this chapter but I have just gotten my internet on and I have no idea how long it will work for....