Overcoming

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"What ... Exactly happened?" Harry asked. Lincoln put the bar on his lap and turned to face Harry. Harry was standing a little comfortable on his feet. He still wasn't sure what to this of the man. "A car accident, a few years ago. Meeting Lily, was actually difficult." Lincoln said. Harry thought for a moment. "You... wasn't alone in the car." Harry said and he shook his head. "I wasn't. I had a wife and a daughter. My wife was driving, but that's not was caused the accident." He said. "Druck or high drivers seems to cause a lot of car accidents." Harry said. "That would be correct. Once I recovered from my family being lost, it became a little easier to try and fix myself. I won't be like I was, but with enough time, I could be on my feet, a bit." Lincoln said. "Does that mean you can't drive...no wait, you have the special things in your car." Harry said. "Yes." He replied. "You should drive me somewhere." Harry said. "I could, but shouldn't you-" Lincoln started. "I'm walking otherwise. I really don't care." Harry said, and walked away. "Wait by the car. I'll drive you." Lincoln said.

Half an hour later. Harry sat in the passenger sit of that car Sirius got for Lincoln with his break and gas on his steering wheel. His wheelchair took apart on thrown in the back sit. Lincoln wasn't sure what to think about the teenager sitting beside him. He knew Harry was upset before their conversation in the hallway and he wasn't sure exactly were they were going. Harry was looking out the window. "You...seemed upset." Lincoln said. Harry was quiet for a little while, other then telling Lincoln when to turned. "Sirius is trying to get me back into therapy." Harry said. "Why don't you like that idea?" He asked. "I'm not crazy. I might be different, but I'm not crazy. I have somebody I already HAVE to talk to because they locked me up, I don't need to talk to somebody else." Harry said. "Why not talk to him? Without being outside. Your smart and you are a teenager. As long as you cam provide an actual defensive, I'm sure he'd listen." Lincoln said. "You don't know my father." Harry mumbled. "I don't, but your getting older, Harry. If you don't want to do something, you should talk to them. I'm not saying he will change his mind, but if you can't, maybe you'll understand why." Lincoln said and Harry just shrugged his shoulders.

Lincoln pulled into a school parking lot and Harry climbed out the car. Harry was running the track by the time Lincoln got over to the gate. Lincoln just waited, he thought after a few minutes, Harry would stop. Harry didn't and it was nearly an hour before he felt the hand on his shoulder. "I should have told you. Next time, don't bring him here." Sirius said. "I guess Remus called you?" Lincoln asked. "He called, yes. When you wasn't back shortly and I learn the matter of subject the spoke about this morning. He'd come here." Sirius said. "Why, exactly, did you have the boy admitted?" Lincoln asked. Sirius shoved his hands in his pockets. "Harry had...had an eating disorder. It became out of control. It became to much of a problem, for the two of us to get a handle on. He was getting weaker and a simple cold could of killed him." Sirius said. "I know it isn't my place, but the matter of him seeing a therapist is upsetting to him. I can tell he isn't exactly were he should be, for a fourteen year old...but eating disorders, the often deal with the person needing to control something." Lincoln said. "You have details on that, I'm surprised." Sirius said. "I'm a bit older then you all. My daughter was sixteen." Sirius said. "I...wasn't aware you had a daughter. My understanding is you were in there because you didn't have a family, or somebody that could aid you in care." Sirius said. "I don't have anybody able body. My daughter and my wife were killed the day of the accident." Lincoln said. "I see. I didn't know." Sirius said. "I don't go around telling people, but I'm not hiding from it anymore." Lincoln said. Sirius nodded. "Okay. Then what exactly is your thoughts on what to do? Because I'd be opened to just about anything right now." Sirius said. "Talk to him. Without the emotions. Just facts. Help him understand your side but also listen to him. It doesn't always work, but often times, it's a control thing." Lincoln said. "Harry isn't always the easiest to talk to." Sirius said. "Maybe talk to him like you and I are talking. He knows he isn't an adult, but at some point, he will grow up. He's a good kid." Lincoln said.

Getting Harry off the track wasn't very easy, but Harry was back in Lincoln's care. Out of breath but seemed a little shaky. "Can I tell you something that helped my daughter?" Lincoln asked. "Okay..." Harry whispered. "She went vegan. The weather will warm up soon enough and I'm sure they'd like the idea of you growing a garden. It's a good activities and I even know how to planted flowers." Lincoln said. "Changing my diet, won't help me eat. I don't have a problem with what is in the food. It's what people do to the food." Harry said. "Then start cooking for yourself. I'm sure they'd teach you. I'll even help." Lincoln said. "You'd do that why? Just stupid, aren't I?" Harry said. "You aren't stupid, Harry. I feel like you'll get lost in your head, but that doesn't mean anything. Take healthy responsibility, and I'm sure they will be willing to watch and wait. Prove you can take control and help yourself, but careful and still be healthy." Lincoln said.