A/N: Old fic that I just noticed wasn't formatted correctly, so I'm reformatting it here.

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. The characters are JKR's, and the song, "Measure of a Man" belongs to Clay Aiken

If one day, you discover him

Broken down, he's lost everything

No cars, no fancy clothes to make him what he is not

The woman at his side is all that he's got

She saw him hunched down in a clearing in the forests of Albania, trying to block out the pain that surrounded him. He had taken over the body of another, trying to regain everything he had lost. She came to him, and held him quietly, giving him a comforting smile. He stood then, and walked slowly, her hand in his.

Why do you ask him

Move heaven and earth

To prove his love has worth

He returned to her after failing, knowing that the rebuke would come soon. All he had ever done was for her, and they both knew it.

"The second failure," she said quietly. She didn't torture him. She didn't need to. The look on her face was torture enough. "Don't let me down again."

Would he walk on water

Would he run through fire

Would he stand before you

When it's down to the wire

Would he give his life up

To be all he can

Is that, is that, is that How you measure a man

She waited for a long time, remembering the days of old in school. Then, she had desired conquest, having the world wrapped around her finger. She had told him of her dream. He hadn't hesitated to drop everything for what she wanted, and her wish became his life.

If by chance all he had to give you

Was three words, wrapped around your finger

Would that be deep enough

At the end of every day

And how will you ever know

If a man is what he says

Why do you ask him

Move heaven and earth

To prove his love has worth

The next time he came, he was with another- a follower. He explained that there was a way to regain his power- a dangerous, possibly fatal way.

"Do it," she said quietly. "If you really love me." They both understood the threat for what it was.

Would he walk on water

Would he run through fire

Would he stand before you

When it's down to the wire

Would he give his life up

To be all he can Is that, is that, is that

How you measure a man

They met together the next time in the house of his father, now owned by a follower of his. This time, he stood easily and spoke in firm tones. He told her that he could and would do anything for her, no matter what happened. She nodded, but soon felt uneasy with using him. It was a feeling that had never passed through her before. Her next order didn't carry the same weight that the others had.

He never gives up

Lets go of his dreams

His world goes around you In wonder it seems

Is that how you know

Is that what it means

The next time she saw him, his head was bowed in shame. He had failed, and knew the consequences. But this time, instead of frowning, she smiled and held him close.

"I don't need any proof," she whispered. "Be yourself and fulfill your own dreams."

And as she kissed him, he felt at once whole.

Would he walk on water

Would he run through fire

Would he stand before you

Will he be your anchor

When the dark unfolds

Will he always love you

The best that he knows

Would he give his life up

To be all he can

Is that, is that, is that

How you measure a man