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HB Prince: Year of Love
By DHobbit

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Category: Post-OotP
Characters:All, All
Genres: Angst, Drama, Fluff, Humor
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Reviews: 309
Summary: *** The author has been reminded via the e-mail address on file that this story is listed as incomplete and has not been updated in over 2 years ***

This story starts at the end of Order Of The Phoenix. Although this story starts as the usual Harry/Ginny romance, I believe after several chapters, you will find that Ancient Dark Magic takes on a whole new meaning to our Harry and Ginny. Will Harry discover the key to the Half-Blood Prince?* * * *American Edition *** * * *
Hitcount: Story Total: 195809; Chapter Total: 3439





Author's Notes:
SUMMARY: Harry learns about love - - A mystery solved but two more come the surface. ---------------




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Chapter Nineteen - Mysteries

Harry slept late the following morning. He had such a great
time at the ball and he slept really well. No nightmares... until
he saw Ron’s face. Ron had woke up and was sitting on the
edge of his bed.

“Ron? Did you know you have orange and green stripes on
your face?” asked Harry.

“What?” said Ron, suddenly awake. He ran to the boys
bathroom. “BLIMEY !”

Harry began to laugh. “Ron! What time did you get in last
night?”

Ron blushed. “It was VERY late. I met up with a couple of
girls on the way back and... well.”

“I bet that was what Dumbledore was talking about when he
said you would turn into a pumpkin if you were later than a
half hour getting back!” laughed Harry.

“Shut up, Harry!” scowled Ron.

Harry couldn’t help but laugh even more. Seamus Finnagin
walked over to see what the laughing was about and HE also
had orange and green stripes on his face. Harry laughed
even harder.

“Blimey! Harry, how long you think this is gonna last?” asked
Ron. “I swear that man is MENTAL !”

Harry just laughed all the harder.

Harry went down to breakfast without Ron or Seamus. They
thought they would “wait it out” before being seen in public.

Harry noticed that there were several students with the same
stripes. Harry chortled to himself.

After breakfast, Harry saw Professor Flitwick near the library.
Harry drew him aside. “May I ask you a few confidential
questions?”

“Of course, Harry,” answered Professor Flitwick.

They stepped into an empty classroom. Harry turned red.

“Is there a way to tell if someone has been charmed with a
‘Love Charm’?” he asked.

“Oh yes. Some wizards have the knowledge to test this,” he
answered.

“Could YOU test someone? I know someone who needs to
be tested,” asked Harry.

Professor Flitwick studied Harry for a moment. “If you are
talking about yourself, there is no ‘Love Charm’ upon you.”

“Really?” How can you tell?” asked Harry.

“Firstly, the subject of a ‘Love Charm’ would never suspect
that they were charmed. That is an interrogated part of the
charm. There are no ‘Love Charms’ that I am aware of that
would allow the subject to suspect he or she were charmed,”
he said.

“Oh,” said Harry “That’s interesting.”

“Now of course, there are always ‘Love Potions’. But I think
that is also unlikely in your case,” he added.

“Why is that?” asked Harry.

“For one thing, you are here. If you were under the influence
of a ‘Love Potion’, you would be following some young lady
around right now. Secondly, when a person is under the
influence of a ‘Love Potion’, they don’t question it. In other
words, even if they KNOW they’ve taken it, they don’t care.”

“They don’t care?” asked Harry.

“You see, the person feels so good that they just don’t care
what caused it.”

“Do they feel good all the time?” asked Harry.

“Yes, I think so. Since it only lasts for a short time, I think
that would be hard to judge.”

“When you say a short time, exactly what does that mean?”
asked Harry.

“ ‘Love Charms’ wear off after a few hours, never more than
one day. Similar to the “Cheering Charm” but more complex,
of course.”

“ ‘Love Potions’, no more than twenty-four hours. Usually
when the subject wakes up the next day it is over.”

“So if the charm or potion wears off that quickly, why
bother?”

“Sometimes a person is so desperate, they are willing to try
anything. They are hoping the subject will notice them. It
sometimes works, but rarely does the relationship last.
When it comes to love, both parties have to feel the same or
it just won’t work out.”

“So if it’s not a charm or a potion, what could it be? It is
some kind of strong magic.”

“Of course! Love is the strongest magic there is!”

“Huh?”

“Love is so powerful that even Muggles feel it. Even some
animals, the wolf for example, mates for life. Then, of
course, there are many forms of love. The people around
us, we rarely speak of our love to them, but we love them.
We usually don’t think about it unless there is a crisis, but we
DO love them.”

“Of course, the two strongest forms of love are the love
between a man and woman and the love parents have for
their children.”

“But real love doesn’t hit you suddenly. Like one day you like
them and the next day you love them. I mean suddenly!”
said Harry.

“But of course,” laughed Professor Flitwick. “ It almost
always happens that way. Even with people who have been
seeing each other for a long time. The realization is always
sudden. Usually it has been building up without you realizing
it. Then POW!”

“Other times, it just seems to come out of nowhere. You just
look at them and it bowls you over. Then there is ‘love at first
sight’.“ He smiled.

“Any of these will make you feel like you have just been
‘bewitched’. When love strikes, people refer to it as being
shot by ‘Cupid’s arrow’. Yes, it can feel just like you have
been shot by an arrow, it is that strong. At your age it
happens quite often.”

“Often?” asked Harry.

“Yes, until you find your true love. Haven’t you noticed
teenagers going with someone different after a month or so?
Some have a new sweetheart within a week after breaking
off with their old one. This is all a learning experience.”

“How do you know if it is real love?” asked Harry.

“It’s ALL real love, Harry, but a crush will wear off or fade
the longer you know the other person. As time goes on, you
realize that they are not the one for you. This is all part of
growing up.”

“True love will level off so that you are no longer stammering
most of the time, but it continues to grow and get stronger.
At your age it usually ends up being a crush.”

“Harry, it all feels the same. A crush or true love. Usually by
the time you are an adult you can tell the difference between
love and lust or a crush and true love.”

“Lust?” Harry turned red.

“Ahhhhh lust, yes, well lust is what usually starts the whole
process, but you can feel lust and not be in love. If you can
recognize that the lust exists and look past that, then you will
have a better understanding of love and yourself.”

“You learn to give the relationship time. Time sorts it all out,”
he said smiling.

“Tell your friend to just relax and enjoy the feeling. Tell them
to tell their sweetheart how they feel and see how it goes.”

“I don’t think that will happen, Professor, it’s complicated,”
said Harry.

“All love is complicated. Usually it is a person’s pride that
gets in the way. The fear of not being loved in the same way.
Rejection.”

“I guess that is true, but it is more complicated than that,”
said Harry.

“I see... then there are obstacles... to test the love. If a
couple can’t withstand the obstacles, then it wasn’t meant to
be.”

“So you’re SURE it’s not a charm or potion?” asked Harry.

“If we are talking about YOU, I am sure... If it is one of your
friends, you should be able to figure it out with the
information I have given you,” said Professor Flitwick with a
smile.

“Thank you, Professor,” said Harry.

“Good luck, Harry.”

Harry walked away feeling unsettled. He wanted to be alone
to think, so he headed to the Room of Requirements.

Harry pondered all that Professor Flitwick had told him. So
that meant that he was REALLY in love with Ginny. It was
not a charm or potion. Whether it was a crush or true love,
only time would tell.

He already knew that it wasn’t just lust. He loved her
personality, everything about her.

He didn’t think it was a crush because, when he had a crush
on Cho, and he really did, it did not feel the same way. He
did have butterflies and he stammered in her presence, but
this was much stronger, it was different. Maybe he should
have asked if each time you have a crush it feels stronger or
something.

But he now knew that THAT mystery was solved. No charm.
He was in love. How did he feel about being in love? He
was thinking that he was awfully young to be in love. True
love. If it would have been any other girl, he might just “go
with it” to see how it turns out. But this was Ginny, there
was no room for mistakes.

Obstacles: Ginny, Ron, The Weasleys, Tom Riddle. This
could effect many people or cause great dangers.

Ginny: Does she feel the same way? She DID have a crush
on him when she was younger, but Hermione said that she
was over him. She didn’t blush or become clumsy around
him any more. She also could talk without stammering. He
remembered that she usually would have to leave the room
when he was around. Could she feel that way again?

Being Ron’s best friend and in love with his sister could be
very “touchy”. Ron was a complex person with his emotions.
He showed anger, but when it came to affections, he liked
to cover that up with jokes or an act of indifference.
Ron hinted that he would like Harry and Ginny to be a
couple, but if it happened, he may not really feel the same.
So Ron is an unknown factor, even to himself.

As far as the Weasleys go, he knew that they had great
affection for him. Some perhaps even loved him, BUT we
are talking about their only daughter/sister, the precious baby
of the family. Would they feel that he was BETRAYING their
trust?

Then of course there is Tom Riddle, master villain of the
world. Would it be even more dangerous for Ginny if Riddle
knew of his love for her?
He didn’t think about that when he had a crush on Cho. But
because of Ginny’s past with Tom Riddle in the Chamber of
Secrets, would that add an EXTRA danger because it is her?

All the Weasleys were already in grave danger because of
him and their determination to fight the Dark Lord. That
would be three things against Ginny in Riddle’s eyes.

Harry was beginning to feel anxiety rising. He was tired of
trying to live his life with Tom Riddle always influencing what
he could or could not do. Making him a prisoner. He was
always under someone’s control. He had no freedom. The
only time he had any freedom at all was in his third year
when he got to spend a couple of weeks in Diagon Alley. Of
course, he was being watched even then, but he FELT like
he had some freedom.

Since then, the Dursleys, The Burrow, Grimmauld Place
and Hogwarts. Those were his limits. Now he didn’t even
have The Burrow. Last summer he had hardly seen
daylight, all because Tom Riddle wanted him dead.

Harry was feeling very frustrated with his life. What he
NEEDED was the way to defeat Tom Riddle. How to do it!

To Harry’s amazement a book appeared on the table before
him! THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE.

“WOAH !” croaked Harry. Could this be the answer? Was
all he needed to do, was to ask the Room of Requirement for
the answer?

He hurriedly opened the book. It was a very old thick book.
Maybe even from Medieval times. It had some illustrations
and some pages had scroll work along the edges.
Harry was very excited about reading the book, but
remembered that it was almost noon. He didn’t want to start
reading, only to have to stop in a few minutes. He would go
to lunch, then start reading. So he packed the book carefully
in his book bag and headed to the Great Hall for lunch.

When he arrived, Neville and Hermione were already seated
at the table. He had decided along the way, that he would
not tell them about the book yet. First he wanted to read it
himself. If it looked like the answers were there, THEN he
would tell them about it.

“Ron still feeling a little green around the gills?” chuckled
Harry.

“Yep!” said Neville. “Don’t think we will be seeing much of
him around here today.”

Hermione scowled.

Harry looked around the hall. There were still a few students
with stripes. A few of THEM were acting like it was some
kind of honor or something to “show their stripes”. Harry
wondered if Ron knew this if he would be more apt to have
been “seen”.

Harry was gulping down his food. He wanted to hurry so he
could get back and start reading his book. He was delayed,
however. First by Luna.

“You had a very good time at the ball last night, didn’t you?”
she stated.

“Yes I did. How about you?” he asked.

“Things are going in the right direction,” said Luna
cryptically.

Then, Ginny walked up and sat across from Harry. His heart
jumped. “What are you up to today, Harry?” she asked.

Was that some kind of invitation? Harry wanted to think a bit
more before deciding what he was going to do about Ginny.

“I have a lot of studying to do today. I have a very thick book
that may have a lot of information that I’m looking for,” he
said truthfully.

“Oh. Where’s Ron?” she asked.

“Ron had just a little bit too much fun last night. He...” started
Harry.

“Don’t tell me that he has stripes,” said Ginny.

“Ok, I won’t,” laughed Harry.

Ginny giggled. “Oh! I have to find Colin!” She got up and
rushed from the room.

Harry shook his head. With his stomach full, he went back
to the Room of Requirement. The room had turned itself into
a “reading room”. There was a large recliner chair, with a
floor lamp above it. Perfect for lying back and reading a
good book. Harry settled into the chair and began to read.
Harry sighed. This was not going to be as easy as he
thought. The book was written in English, BUT it seemed to
be OLD ENGLISH. Harry didn’t know Old English. He
found words that he knew but others he didn’t. He got off the
chair and packed up his things.

Off to the Library. He had to find a book to translate Old
English into modern English. He spent several minutes
trying to find the book he was looking for, before he asked
Madam Pince for help.

He got the book and went to a secluded corner. He got out
his parchment and began to write down the words he didn’t
know. Then he tried looking them up. He found that several
of the words were not in the Old English book either.
Actually Old English didn’t even look like English at all!

He was afraid to show the book to Madam Pince to see if she
knew anything about the language. He was afraid that
maybe she would take it away from him for some reason. He
didn’t know WHERE it came from. What if it came from the
Restricted Section of THIS library? He had to leave the Old
English book behind because it was a “reference book”.
When replacing the book back on the shelf he found a book
about Middle English. He glanced through a few pages and
saw that this was more like the text than the Old English.

He sat down and read from the Middle English book. He
knew it would take a lot of study to learn. But what he did
learn, was that it was close to English but with the words
spelt “wrong” and the sentence structure was strange.

He then went to the D.A. Classroom. He found a large piece
of parchment and carefully folded it to make a book cover.
He didn’t want it to get ruined and he also didn’t want the title
seen by anyone. Just in case it was from the Restricted
Section of the Library.

He attempted to read it again. He thought maybe there may
be enough words that he knew, that he could get the jest of
what it was about. It was tedious work. The words he
recognized seem to be put in a sentence in the wrong order.
He had to concentrate very hard to make any sense of it. It
was a very thick book. He figured at this rate it would take
him a year to read it. But he kept at it until it was almost
dinner time.

Ron was sitting at the table along with Seamus, Dean,
Neville and Hermione. Ron and Seamus had a look of pride
in the matter of their “stripes”. Harry looked over to the
Ravenclaw table at Sylvia. She seemed to be a bit put out.

Harry half listened to what everyone was talking about. He
ate his dinner silently.

Luna came over after eating. “Harry, you look terrible.
What’s wrong with your eyes?” she asked.

“Huh? I don’t know. What’s wrong with my eyes?” he asked.

“They are all red. Have you been crying?” she asked softly.

“No, I been reading. I guess I was reading too long,” he
answered.

He thought he had been alone long enough that day, so
when they returned to the Common Room, he stayed. He
asked Ron if he wanted to play some Wizard Chess but Ron
told him that he had a “date” and left.

He took out his book and propped himself up in “Potter’s
Corner”. He was tired, his eyes were burning a little and he
had a slight headache. He sat with the book in his lap but he
was looking across the room at Ginny and Luna. They were
sitting together studying. He was watching Ginny’s every
movement. Next thing he knew, his book had fell to the floor
and woke him up. The girls were still studying. He grunted
and half waved to them as he went up to his dorm.

Soon as Harry’s head hit the pillow, he was awake! Nothing
to do but think about Ginny.

After all the thinking he had been doing about Ginny, it was
time to decide what he was going to do. He had to be VERY
careful.

The best solution would was to wait. Wait until he finished
THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE. Once he fought Riddle, he
could freely tell her of his love. Hopefully she didn’t fall in
love with someone else in the meantime. Although Ginny
had a crush on him as a child, she may now have other
ideas. After all the years of his not acknowledging her crush,
she may have set her heart against him. Not as a friend but
as a possible love interest.

If that was the case, he could have put her in danger for no
reason. The main thing was to keep her safe. Even if it
meant losing her.

Once he had made his decision, it didn’t take him long to fall
asleep again.

The following Monday was a day that Ron wouldn’t forget for
a long while. At lunch, Ron came stomping to the table and
started grabbing food in a huffy way.

“What’s wrong?” asked Harry.

“Dumbledore, that’s what’s wrong!” growled Ron.

“What did Dumbledore do?” asked Harry.

“Do you see these stripes? All the teachers are taking away
five points from our houses every time someone comes to
class with stripes on their faces!” growled Ron.

Harry burst out laughing. “Sorry, Ron. But I can’t help it.
You were beginning to be a little too PROUD of those stripes.
I’m sure that Dumbledore didn’t want you to be REWARDED
for being late that night.”

“Yeah, well I almost got kicked out of Snape’s class because
of them,” he said.

“Why? What happened?” asked Harry.

“He made his usual snide remarks. Then he asked me
‘When do you suppose you will start coming to my class
without those disgusting stripes on your face?’ And I told him
‘As soon as Dumbledore sees fit to remove them. Why don’t
you ask him?’ Then he proceeded to tell me that I should
keep my remarks to myself or I would no longer be welcome
in his class, as if ! “

“Then he took another five points and threatened to give me
detention if I said another word,” he added.

That evening at dinner, Ron told them that he got deducted
five points for each class because of the stripes.

“All the teachers are in on it,” he said.

“Next time you will listen to Dumbledore,” said Hermione.

“I might be mad right now, but I can tell you. I had enough
FUN to make those stripes worth it,” said Ron, grinning.

The next day the stripes were gone.

Time was against Harry. He had too many things to do and
just not enough time. He had already figured that he didn’t
have enough time to add anything else to his list before he
found the book. But now that he had THE HALF-BLOOD
PRINCE, he HAD to try to read it AND understand it. That
would mean that he had to drop something else that he was
doing. He just didn’t have the TIME.

He had been writing to Lupin every week. They had a little
code so that if anyone found their letters then they wouldn’t
know exactly what they were talking about.

Since they both were trying to keep their letters “safe” it
always took Harry a long time to compose one. He asked
Dumbledore to pass a message to Lupin that his letters
would be much shorter and less of them. They would talk
during the break about it.

He would have to drop his personal studies on the beginners
spells. He had enough to last until Christmas break. He
might have enough time during the break to work on it.

He also had a meeting with the new Defense Against the
Dark Arts teacher, Madam Elizabeth Crane. Madam Crane
laid out the spells that she would be teaching for the next
couple of months in each grade. So he could drop them from
his schedule. He would explain in the D.A. meetings that
these spells would not be covered. They should learn them
from their DADA class.

On the spells he thought most important he would review
them with the D.A. after the break.

It was very difficult for Madam Crane because of the prior
teachers. Lupin was the only one who taught them anything
and he wasn’t even there the whole school year.

Harry considered the Defense Against the Dark Arts class
the most important of all the classes. He was determined
that the students learn to protect themselves.

He had two D.A. meetings every day, now that he had about
two hundred students. That took three hours, sometimes
close to four hours each day. He had to make cut backs
where ever he could.

He had a long talk with Ron about Quidditch practice. He
explained the situation about his time limits. He had to cut
his practice to no more than one hour, forty-five minutes if
possible. Since he didn’t have to know the plays, he really
just needed the flying workout.

His “free class” was used for reading THE HALF-BLOOD
PRINCE on the days that he didn’t have private instruction
from Dumbledore. As time went on, he found that reading
was better during his “free class” because it was so tedious.
If he tried reading when he was really tired, he ended up just
wasting the time.

Dumbledore made an announcement that there would be two
winter balls this year, since there were still no Hogsmeade
weekends. One on the night before Christmas break and the
other on Valentines Day.

The following Sunday, Harry called Ginny and Luna back
after a D.A. meeting. He had a couple of catalogs from
shops that sold dress robes.

“I want you girls to look through these books and find you
some new robes for the ball. We need to get them ordered
as soon as we can, before the rush,” said Harry.

“Harry, I already have robes. I can wear the ones that
Daddy bought,” said Luna.

“Yes, Harry, I have mine too. We can do a little altering and
make them look different,” said Ginny.

“I’m sure you can,” said Harry. “But Sirius wanted you to
have NEW clothes and by Merlin, you are gonna have new
clothes!”

“He didn’t say anything about me,” said Luna.

“Of course he didn’t. He didn’t know about you, you silly.
But you are MY SISTER now. I am SURE that Sirius wants
YOU to have new clothes too,” said Harry.

“Am I right?“ he asked Ginny.

“Well, if you put it THAT way. Yes, I’m sure that Sirius
would want Luna to have new clothes too,” Ginny smiled.

They all sat at the table looking through the books. He told
them to pick something for the Christmas Ball. Father
Christmas would probably be giving them robes for the
Valentines Ball so they needed to pick out a couple more so
that he would have choices for each of them.

He told them not to look at prices. Just select the ones that
they liked. But Harry knew that Ginny was watching the
prices. He could tell what she liked by watching her eyes as
she was looking.

Harry was having a great time watching the girls shop. Luna
choose a peach colored set for Christmas and a lime colored
one for Valentines. Harry tried to get her to choose another
one in addition but she couldn’t find anything else she
wanted.

Ginny was having a hard time choosing too. She complained
that her hair color always made it hard to shop.

Harry watched her closely. She really liked a red velvet one.
She liked the style, but she feared it would clash with her
hair. So she choose a deep blue one for Christmas.

Ginny ended up choosing a soft yellow set and a mint green
for Valentines. He knew they were not her first choices and
that she as trying to keep the cost down.

Near the back of one book was a beautiful gown of white. It
was brocade with tiny pearls woven in. The robe that came
with it was lined with brushed white silk. The price on that
one would choke a hippogriff. They all laughed because, of
course, the pearls were not real but the price seemed to say
different.

Harry asked them about their shoes. At the very back of the
books there was a whole selection of shoes. Most of them
were white except for some brown ones and black ones.
Ginny explained that they would usually choose a white pair
and they would be tinted to match the robes. So they both
choose two styles that they liked.

Harry turned red when he asked them if they needed
anything to wear under the robes. If so to order those too.

The girls giggled as they selected various personal items.

He took their orders but didn’t send them off. He had to
make some arrangements first, but didn’t tell the girls.

He wrote to the catalog service about the red dress. He
wanted to know if he could get a sample of the material. He
wanted to see if that shade of red would look ok with Ginny’s
hair. It was a very deep ruby red in the picture. The robe
was the same shade of red with black brocade trim. It had a
black brocade lining so there would be no problem with her
hair.

A few days later, Harry got a swatch of the dress material.
He very slyly got his answer by gathering some of his
smaller clothing items and bunching them up in a bundle. He
placed the swatch on top. Then he went to the table where
Ginny and Luna were sitting in the Common Room that
evening. He pretended to trip and for the clothing to land on
the girls. With his “wandless magic” he caused the red
swatch to land on Ginny’s head, hanging across her face.
He looked at the color next to Ginny’s hair and face. Then
he apologized many times over for his clumsiness and
bundled the clothes back up. He ordered her the red dress
robe set, that she liked most.

Harry decided to do some homework in the Common Room
most nights so he could visit with Ron a bit more. Ron had
learned to do his homework a bit faster than he used to. He
was going on ‘dates’ quite often.

Hermione was mostly in charge when it came to homework.
She still would help Harry or Ron with a particular hard spot.

Harry was keeping up with his homework, but barely. He
was tired all the time. He felt stretched. On numberous
occasions one of his friends would mention it. He would
shrug it off and keep going. One thing he did do was make
sure he ate all his meals. He finally put on enough weight
that he looked healthy. Although still slim, he was not too
skinny.

Hermione and Neville were considered a “couple” now. They
were almost always seen together. They walked down the
halls holding hands. Neville had started kissing Hermione
goodnight each night, unless Ron was in the room.

One evening at the dinner table, they were all talking about
something trivial. Someone asked Neville a question and he
sat there for quite a long time before answering.

“This must be one of Neville’s ‘hard days’,” said Luna.

“What you mean about ‘hard days’? asked Harry.

“You know, Neville has ‘good days’ and ‘hard days’. Usually
at the beginning of the week he has ‘hard days’ but by the
end of the week he has ‘good days’,” said Luna.

Hermione looked startled. “Yes! You’re right. He does have
‘hard days’ and ‘good days’. I never thought too much about
it before.”

“Neville has always had a hard time with his memory,” Ron
scoffed.

“Yes, but not all the time. Just sometimes,” said Hermione.

“This summer he always was slower on the first days of the
week. By Friday he usually was pretty sharp,” added Harry.

“Neville, do you mind if we ask some of your teachers about
your grades?” asked Hermione.

“I don’t mind. But why?” he asked.

“Maybe Luna has something here,” said Hermione. “Neville,
can you tell when you are going to have a ‘hard day’? I
mean, to you FEEL different on those days.”

“I don’t know,” he answered.

“I’m going to make a journal. That way we can see if there is
a pattern or something that is different on your good or bad
days.”

“Ok,” said Neville.


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