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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: 195813; Chapter Total: 3261





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Chapte r Twenty-nine Midnight Meeting


The Kitchen:
Albus Dumbledore Apparated to the kitchen of Number 12
Grimmauld Place from an island unknown. Remus Lupin,
Arthur and Molly Weasley had just finished their dinner.

Molly jumped up from the table. “What a surprise! Can I
offer you some dinner? There’s plenty left.”

“Thank you, Molly, no. Would you be kind enough to allow
me? I need to talk to Arthur and Remus in the Defense
Room,” answered Dumbledore.

“Of course! Would you like tea or coffee, something else?”
she asked.

“Yes, Molly, please. A pot of coffee and perhaps a bottle of
Old Ogden’s Fire Whiskey on a tray. I’m afraid that we will
be unavailable for an hour or more.”

Molly raised an eyebrow but made a tray for the men without
comment.

Defense Room:

Three men sat at the table with cups of fire whiskey in front
of them. The old man looked very old and tired. His eyes no
longer had the twinkle that was usually there. One of the
younger men with premature gray hair, looked saddened.
The red haired man looked white from shock.

The two younger men rose and swallowed the last of the fire
whiskey in their cups. “Should I stay while you talk to Molly?”
asked Arthur.

“No Arthur, I think it best that I talk to her alone,” answered
Albus.

The two younger men left the room. A moment later Molly
Weasley entered. “Are the children all right?” she asked
nervously. “Arthur looks terrible. I’m frightened.”

“So far, your children are fine, Molly. But there is some
news of dire importance,” he said as he handed her a cup of
coffee that was more than half fire whiskey.

Dumbledore’s office at Hogwarts:

A few hours later ...

Albus Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk. In front of
him were three people: Remus Lupin and Arthur and Molly
Weasley.

“I believe we are prepared for several scenarios for tonight’s
events. Miss Weasley may become very upset, which is
very understandable, considering what she will learn here
tonight. But my biggest concern is how Harry is going to
react to the news. I think we should all be prepared for any
reaction.”
“Also before we bring them here, does anyone have any
more suggestions as to the solution to our problem?”

Remus started to say something, but changed his mind.

“While we are all gathered, I want you each to say or
suggest anything that is on your mind. Any kind of solution
to this serious matter should be at least discussed. If we find
flaws in a suggestion, we may be able to alter it to make it
work. So feel free. The more options we have, the better off
we will be,” noted Albus.

No one added any more suggestions.

‘It is time. The Gryffindor Tower is now quiet. All students
are sleeping,” said Dumbledore.

Remus Lupin and Molly Weasley left the room.

Harry Potter’s Dorm:

Remus Lupin opened the curtain surrounding Harry’s bed.
Harry was sleeping peacefully. Remus knew that Harry
didn’t often have peaceful sleep. So he felt bad having to
wake him. Having to wake him to give him this most
grievous news. He put a Silencing Charm around Harry’s
bed and then shook his shoulder gently.

“Wake up, Harry. It’s Remus. Quiet now, we don’t want to
wake anyone up.”

“Huh?” murmured Harry.

“Harry you need to wake up and take a shower. I have your
clothes ready. Please hurry.”

“Why do I want to take a shower? I just took one before I
went to bed,” said Harry. He then realized that Lupin was
standing over him, in his school dorm. “What are you doing
here?”

“Then you don’t need to take a shower. But you do need to
get up. Go brush your teeth and fix your hair. Here are your
clothes. All will be explained in the Headmaster’s Office.”

“We’re going to Dumbledore’s Office at this time of night?
What time is it?” asked Harry.

“Just after midnight. Get a move on, Harry. We have people
waiting,” said Lupin.

Harry crawled out of bed and went to the boys bathroom to
get dressed. When he came out fully dressed, he asked
“Why am I wearing my dress clothes to Dumbledore’s
Office?”

Lupin pulled out Harry’s invisibility cloak. They both got
under it and headed to the Headmasters’ Office.

Ginny’s Dorm:

Molly Weasley put a Silencing Charm around Ginny’s bed.
She woke Ginny whispering “Ginny dear, don’t talk. Just
quickly take a shower and put on these clothes I have ready
for you.”

“Why would I want to take a shower? I just took one before I
went to bed,” said a groggy Ginny.

“Well then, no you don’t need to take a shower. But brush
your teeth, put on your makeup and quickly fix your hair.”

“Huh?” said Ginny. “What for?”

“I will explain everything later in Dumbledore’s Office.
Quickly, get ready. I have your clothes all set out for you.”

“We’re going to Dumbledore’s Office at this hour? What time
is it? Why am I going to wear my dress robes?”

“Never mind about that, dear. Quickly get ready,” said
Molly.

After Ginny was dressed, Molly pulled out an invisibility
cloak and they left the Gryffindor Tower.

Headmaster’s Office:

Harry entered the office. Dumbledore was sitting behind his
desk looking solemn. Before him on his desk was a thick
book. Fawkes was resting on his perch behind him. There
was a fire burning in the fireplace.

He noticed that something was different about the room. The
portraits! They were all turned around with the painting
facing inward. The room seemed darker than usual. There
were five cushy chairs facing Dumbledore’s desk. Arthur
Weasley was sitting in one on the far right looking ashen, he
nodded to Harry. There were three empty chairs, one of
which, he would be sitting in and to his left Remus Lupin sat
down.

Harry started to speak, but Dumbledore raised his hand.
“Harry, please sit down, we will wait until all are present
before speaking.” So Harry shut his mouth, sat down and
looked around the room. Waiting for what he assumed were
two people.

After a few minutes, Molly Weasely, followed by Ginny in her
pearl gown, entered the room. Molly smiled at Harry, but
only with her mouth. Her eyes looked strange, almost as
though she were terrified. Harry automatically stood. They
sat in the two empty chairs and looked forward towards Albus
Dumbledore.

Molly lifted a black velvet bag off the chair and put it in her
lap. She put her hand on Arthur’s’ arm as she sat. Then put
her other hand on Ginny’s arm.

Ginny looked beautiful but he could tell that she was as
bewildered as he felt.

“Miss Weasley please come stand beside me for a moment,”
asked Dumbledore.

Ginny rose and walked over to the Headmaster. He must
have put a Silencing Charm around them because Harry
could not hear what was being said. But Ginny’s face turned
very red and she nodded to Dumbledore. He then gestured
for her to sit back down.

“Now that we are all here. I have some grievous news about
Voldemort,” started Dumbledore.

“You mean Tom Riddle!” corrected Harry.

“Yes, Harry. If you prefer, Tom Riddle. Either way we are
speaking of the same person. Now, as I was saying... “

“Tom Riddle has found a new weapon against you, Harry. It
is in the contents of this book.” He gestured to the thick old
book in front of him. “This book contains a very ancient and
powerful dark spell. The spell is so complex that the entire
book is dedicated to this one spell.”

Harry and Ginny marveled at the idea of one spell being that
long.

“I have spent over two weeks studying this spell. It must be
performed exactly for it to work. “

“Harry, I am saddened that I am the one that has to tell you
about it, but I have no choice. Now, before I tell you anything
more, Harry you must understand. None of this is your
fault. Tom Riddle and no one else is to blame. Do you
understand me, Harry?”

Harry looked at him puzzled. “Yes.”

“Harry, this spell can destroy you completely. That is to say,
that if it is completed correctly and completely. It has the
power to destroy you.”

Harry sat there quietly for a few moments. “Ok, I guess I
understand. But why are we all here?”

“That will be explained,” said Dumbledore.

“Is there some kind of counter jinx? Some way to defend
myself?” asked Harry.

“Yes and no. As far as a counter jinx. No. You don’t have to
be anywhere near him for the spell to work. You could be
half way around the world. You may not even know the spell
was completed until it happens. If the spell is completed.
Well...”

“Ok, so I’m a goner. So what else is new?” said Harry
sarcastically. Molly and Ginny gasped. Arthur and Lupin
sat stone faced.

“That is not the worst of it Harry,” added Dumbledore.

“Not the worst of it?” asked Harry.

“You are not the only person in danger, Harry. Come
beside me and look what is written. This last ingredient to
the potion part of the spell.”

Harry walked over to Dumbledore’s’ left side and looked at
the text that he was pointing to in the book. “The word
‘enemy’ is referring to you.”

Harry read the words:
“A sacrifice of the enemy’s virginal true love”

“Sacrifice?” whispered Harry. He immediately looked over
to Ginny. “But I never... I never said ... “ Harry looked wildly
around the room. Looking at each person in turn. “I never
told.”

Harry looked back at the words in the book. Then things in
the room began to vibrate. It was if there was an electrical
charge in the air. Glass started breaking, ceramic vases
were cracking and metal objects were humming.

“I won’t let him have her. Not again!”

He fell to his knees and screamed
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Bent over in his
personal agony, the one word seemed to go on forever. It
was as though he may literally explode.

They watched him helplessly. Then suddenly Fawkes began
to sing to him. After a bit, Harry stopped screaming and
rose. The song had calmed him down a little. Enough that at
least he was standing.

His temper started to rise. “No!” he shouted. “That’s it! He
can’t do that! I won’t LET him do that! I will fight him! NOW!”

“He won’t fight you, Harry,” said Dumbledore calmly.

“Where IS he?”

“Harry...” started Dumbledore.

“Snape will know. Let’s call Professor Snape. I bet he can
lead me straight to him,” said Harry.

“No. He will not fight you,” repeated Professor Dumbledore.

“Oh yes he will ! I’ll call him out! I’ll go to Diagon Alley and
call him out. A challenge! He will have no choice!”

“He won’t fight you, Harry. Not now, that he has this.”
Dumbledore gestured towards the book.

“I want this over and done with! He WILL fight me. I will
goad him into it. His pride won’t allow him to refuse! Him or
me, Done!” yelled Harry.

“HARRY! HE WILL NOT FIGHT YOU !” Dumbledore
roared. The room fell silent.

“He would only laugh at you. With THIS,” pointing to the
book again “the rewards are too great,” he said gently.

“What do you mean? He just wants me dead! What does it
matter to him? If we duel in the street or by this spell. As
long as I’m DEAD!” yelled Harry.

“It matters very much, Harry. With this, he doesn’t have to
face you. You can be miles away. The rewards are just too
great,” added Dumbledore.

Fawkes flew off his perch towards Harry. He pushed with
his body until Harry fell back into the chair. Fawkes landed
on his lap and was nudging Harry’s hand with his head,
prodding Harry to pet his head. Harry complied.

All this time, Ginny had watched Harry in his misery. Harry
had been doing this from time to time whenever Riddle had
done something vile. Harry would go to the Defense Room
and let off steam. Ginny wondered if he had ever been this
bad. Before, Ginny left him for quite a while before she
would enter the Defense Room to find him exhausted. She
would talk quietly with him and he would come out of it.

Tonight was the first time she had ever seen him actually
doing it. It was frightening. Not for herself or anyone else in
the room, but she feared for Harry. Tonight she had feared
that he would die from a heart attack or something. Also the
other times, she knew WHY he was upset. Tonight she
didn’t know. She didn’t know what he had read in the book.

“Professor, may I look?” asked Ginny. Dumbledore
gestured for her to come to his side.

Harry started to say something but Dumbledore cut him off.
“Yes, Miss Weasley. You have every right to read what is
written.”

Ginny stood up and walked the few steps to this desk and
stood where he had gestured. Dumbledore carefully placed
his hands to highlight the words - “A sacrifice of the enemy’s
virginal true love” - Ginny slightly turned in order to see
Harry’s face more directly. “Me?” she whispered.

Harry turned his head as not to look Ginny in the eye.
Dumbledore nodded. Arthur rose and gently guided Ginny
back to her chair. Molly was crying openly now.

Harry started to anger again. “What makes you think it is
Ginny? It could anyone! And WHY would you think that
Riddle knows who this is? ...if this person even exists!”
growled Harry.

“Because, Harry, anyone who has watched you for more
than a few minutes this year KNOWS. Believe me when I
say that you are being watched. You’ve always been
watched by the enemy. He KNOWS,” said Dumbledore.

“He can’t KNOW. I’ve NEVER told that to ANYONE!” yelled
Harry.

“Oh yes you have. You say it every day. You said it tonight,
here in this room... You said it with your eyes, Harry. The
moment you read this text, your eyes went straight to Miss
Weasley. Your eyes don’t lie,” said the Professor.

Harry looked around to everyone but Ginny. Each person
nodded in agreement.

Harry sank, resigned in his chair.

“Professor, you have said the word “rewards” a few times
now. Is there more than one reward, other than Harry’s
death?” asked Ginny.

“Oh my yes. We were a bit distracted. Getting back... This
ancient, dark spell has more than one reward. IF it is
completed correctly. It will not only kill the enemy, but
before it kills the enemy, it transfers all the magic POWER
that the enemy holds and some from the sacrificial victim to
the caster. As you all have seen on more than one occasion,
Harry holds a vast amount of power. Tom Riddle lives for
power. So you see, the temptation of this spell is too much
for him to pass up.”

“That is why Tom will not fight Harry. Why fight him? When
he could destroy him AND receive all his power.”

Harry paled. “The clause,” said Harry. “There has to be at
least one cause in a powerful spell like this one.”

Dumbledore’s eyes shone. “Yes! I see that you have
studied enough Dark Arts spells to know this, Harry. Well
done. Well done indeed.”

“First, the caster must be powerful enough to cast the spell.
Incantations are cast several times during the process of
making the potion. They are complex incantations and it
takes a lot of power to perform them.”

“The enemy must be in love... In love with a virgin.”

“The caster must be evil enough to complete the spell.”

“The whole process takes over a month to complete. Once
the potion is ready, the caster has only a fortnight to add the
sacrifice.”

“To our advantage, he may not use his minions, in this case
his Death Eaters, to capture the victim. He MUST do that
himself. He is BOUND to the spell. The incantations bind
him to it. Once he does that, he has only until the following
sunrise to complete the sacrifice. So he can not capture the
victim and hold her for long lengths of time. He must be
ready at the moment he touches her.”

“What if he doesn’t complete everything on time?” asked
Harry.

“Then the spell doesn’t work and he would probably not be
able to try it again for a very long time. Not until you were to
fall in love with someone else, another virgin,” said
Dumbledore.

“As if,” said Harry sarcastically.

“That can’t be the only clause,” added Harry.

“No, there is a major clause that I will explain now,” said
Dumbledore. “Over the ages, virgins have been sacrificed
in many cultures, by Muggle and wizard kind alike. The
reason being, there is powerful magic within them. We
won’t go into that now. I’m only speaking of this so that you
know that the magic is real. That being virginal is important
to some spells. It being the backbone of THIS spell.”

“If the intended sacrifice were not a virgin, the spell doesn’t
work and of course the victim is lost. If he would sacrifice the
wrong virgin, it would have the same results.”

“The clause in this spell has an additional clause. IF the
intended sacrifice happened to have been ‘deflowered’ by the
ENEMY, the CASTER would be ‘utterly destroyed’, the
moment he touches her. Very similar to what happened to
Quirrel in your first year, Harry.”

“Utterly destroyed?” asked Ginny.

“Yes! that is the quote from the book,” said Dumbledore.

“I like the idea of that,” said Ginny. “It would be ironic. He
would be destroying himself by his own spell.”

“So that we now know the facts, it is time to decide what we
are going to do about it,” said Dumbledore.

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