Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince

By: Fred and George Weasley are MY Kings

Chapter 4: High Emotions

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Hazelle: Thank you lots for reviewing and catching my error! I went back and fixed it :) I am really not sure who sings the bittersweet symphony... pathetic aren't I? No Ginny is not dead... but it is sort of a twist, not necessarily for the best either. You might have guessed I suppose... Lots of fan fiction stories have it happen but I would love to hear your theory. To answer your question about my age (I forgot to include that in my profile Sorry!) I am 15 years old. Again thanks for reviewing. I hope to update soon, especially with Xmas break coming up!

Immortal-Dark-Butterfly: Thanks for reviewing again! You rock! Sorry I didn't mean to bore you with Chapter 3! Haha I'll have lots happen in Chapter 4 just for you okay?

TO EVERYONE: Any suggestions or ideas tell me!!!!!!! A special thanks to Hazelle, who corrected one of my mistakes. Hey should I put reviews at the end of the page? – Just curious, everyone else seems to!

CHAPTER 4: High Emotions (drum roll, please?)

Harry woke to the sounds of yelling and angry voices outside his door. Groggily, he rubbed his eyes, and grabbed his glasses. "Ginny, don't you dare use that tone with me! I demand to know where you were last night!" Mrs. Weasley's voice rang out. Harry looked over to see Ron sitting upright on his bed, listening avidly with a confused expression on his face. Harry whispered softly, "What's going on?" Ron replied by just shrugging.

"Mum, I was here in… in the drawing room that we converted last holiday break."

"Don't lie to me Ginervia Weasley! I checked the drawing room… THREE times. Now tell me the truth!"

"It's none of your business where I was!" Ginny yelled back, flustered.

"I am your mother… everything is my business! What have you gotten yourself into Ginny?"

"I am done with this conversation!" Ginny shouted

"Arthur, say something!" Mrs. Weasley demanded. Harry had not even known that Mr. Weasley was present during the argument due to his silence.

"Ginny, is there something going on?" Mr. Weasley asked kindly.

"No, dad… nothing." Ginny said quietly.

"Well, then Molly lets go down and get breakfast," Arthur said calmly.

" Is that all you're going to say? I can't believe you! I know my daughter, Arthur, and something is definitely going on!" Molly said, tearfully. Ginny seemed to have left because no one responded.

"Molly, breakfast?" Arthur asked quietly.

"No, thank you. I am actually concerned about my daughter, and I plan to find out what is really going on by myself, since no one will help me." Mrs. Weasley replied icily. Harry heard her stride away has Mr. Weasley called out, "Molly, really…" Then Mr. Weasley clamored down the marble stairs.

"Nice wake up call, eh?" Ron asked as he climbed out of his bed. Harry chuckled, but still couldn't help feeling the seriousness of the argument. "So what do you reckon Ginny is doing?" Harry asked as he too, got out of bed and grabbed clean clothes from his trunk.

" I dunno. She has been funny though, like mum said last night. You don't think it's anything serious like when she was… err… I mean, what happened second year."

"No, nothing like that," Harry said shaking his head, remembering all too well the time when Ginny had been, in a sense, possessed by Lord Voldermort through an enchanted diary.

"Well, hey happy 16th birthday mate!" Ron said as he flopped down a messily wrapped gift on Harry's bed. Harry was shocked: He had completely forgotten about his birthday. He had never really looked forward to them, but this birthday was different due to the fact that before he had always been under the tyranny of the Dursley's. "Thanks, Ron." Harry said as he tore the wrappings off. Inside were two things: Firstly a brand new set of polished chess pieces. Secondly, a small mirror. "Now maybe, you can beat me a chess… oh, the mirror," Ron said as he noticed Harry's confused look, "Hermione enchanted them so we can talk to each other. She stole the idea from Sirius." At mention of his Godfather's name, a dark cloud came over Harry's face. "Oh… Sorry, mate, I didn't mean to…" Ron said awkwardly.

"Let's go get some breakfast." Harry said shortly as he put the gifts in his trunk. He led Ron out the door, down the staircase, and into the kitchen where Fred, George, Mr. Weasley, Tonks, Lupin, and Prewett were all eating breakfast.

"Hiya, Harry," Fred and George said in unison as Harry and Ron entered the kitchen. They were all peering over a large book, and they appeared to be all in a good mood, smiling while eating eggs and bacon. "Would you two like some breakfast?" offered Prewett.

"Please," Ron said, rubbing his stomach. They sat down as Clara gave them each plates overflowing with food.

"Oh, look at this! 'Dementors are strange creatures who once guarded the prison of Azkaban…' Honestly, what mindless git wouldn't know that?" George said pointing to the large text in front of him. Fred laughed, while others bore a smile.

"George what are you reading from?" Harry asked between mouthfuls.

"Oh, there the defense guides that Fudge promised to distribute to every wizarding family in order to protect themselves. Stupid, really. They don't help much."

"At least Fudge is trying to help keep the public safe," Lupin said, finishing up the last bit of his eggs.

"He's just doing it to look good. Especially after the attack on downtown London," Prewett said shaking her head.

"How come people never can do anything for the common good? You always assume the worst of people Clara," Lupin said sadly, shaking his head.

"I am being realistic," she replied.

"You two don't start or we'll have to separate you." Fred joked.

"He attacked me first," Clara said sounding childish.

"Don't be so childish, Clara," Lupin said standing up and putting his dish away.

"Sounds familiar, Remus," Clara said coldly.

"Oh, don't use that against me… that was a long time ago."

"Ugh," Clara said, frustrated, "You just anger me! How could I even stand you before?"

"Likewise Clara, likewise," Lupin said.

"You know you have no room to talk, you were the one who lied to…" Clara started but was interrupted by a loud cough from Mr. Weasley. "Sorry, Clara, but I thought I would stop you before you continue, seeing as that we are all present." Clara blushed at seeing Fred, George, Harry, and Ron all staring at her with a confused expression. "I'm sorry…. I didn't realize…" She said as she put her plate away, and sat back down. With that, Lupin left. Stale silence hung over the room; all you could hear were the sounds of jaws moving and the clang of forks against the plates.

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"Not too bad. Two fights in about an hour." Ron said as they left the still tense kitchen.

"Who was fighting?" Hermione asked as she appeared behind them.

"Where did you come from?" Harry asked.

"Oh, I just woke up… So who was fighting?" Hermione repeated.

"Well, first mum and Ginny and just about ten minutes ago Lupin and Prewett," Ron replied. "Really my ears are staring to hurt from all the yelling."

"Ginny and your mum? About what?"

"Well I guess mum couldn't find her last night well… you heard her last night."

As they came to the hallway lined with pictures of all the dead houselves who had all served the Black family. A thought suddenly came to Harry, "Where has Kreacher gone?"

"We don't really know he wasn't here when we returned." Hermione said sadly.

"Can't say I feel too disappointed," Ron said smirking.

"Honestly, Ron. He was just a poor house elf."

"The Order has really made a lot of improvements with this place," Harry said remembering the state it had been during his last visit.

There was another pair of loud voices sounding from the hall. "Not again," Ron groaned under his breath as they made their way to the hall. To each of the teen's surprise in the small hall, it appeared to be that all of the order was cramped in, with blue hooded cloaks on their backs and wands drawn. Dumbledore was present and he was giving out orders, in the distance but wasn't audible from where Ron, Harry, and Hermione were standing.

"What's going on?" Harry asked to the nearest, Order member, who happened to be Kingsley. His face was drawn and he was unshaven. "Death eaters killed two innocent muggles, and are heading towards Diagon Alley. It's been a complete disaster" Then he added more to himself then to Harry, "I just don't get it… Why is he attacking muggles? Why all the attacks? He's already shown strength to the public. None of this makes sense." Clara, Gretchen, and Lupin all ran into the hall behind Harry, Ron and Hermione. "We came as soon as we heard." Clara said breathlessly as though she had been running a great distance. They each had blue cloaks on as well.

"Harry, Ron, Hermione… you three go on back with Tonks… tell her what has happened." Lupin said hurriedly while Clara cast a sad look upon Lupin. Gretchen had put a mask over her face to hide it completely. Harry thought it strange that she wore one while no one else appeared to.

"Lupin, no. We can help fight." Harry said stubbornly. He knew they wouldn't allow it but all the same he wanted to. Bellatrix had taken his godfather's life. Harry figured he should return the favor.

"Harry, no. You know better than that," Lupin said, shaking his head.

"I have fought Voldemort before, I can do this!" Harry yelled.

"This time is different Harry. Voldemort is back to his full power and he isn't stopping at anything. We can't risk your life right now," Lupin stated firmly.

"What is that supposed to mean, you can't risk my life right now?" Harry asked

Lupin looked flustered as he realized he had said too much. "You know what the prophecy said," Lupin said trying to cover.

"Yes, but it didn't give specific time or place… Did it?"

Lupin just looked away, "We aren't having this talk now, Harry. When I return maybe…If I return…"

"Remus don't say that," Clara scolded

"You know what the prophecy said? I thought it was smashed." Hermione said steering the discussion back to the prophecy.

"I want answers now… I am so sick of everyone just putting things off to tell me something!"

"Really, now is not the time." Lupin said and with that he and the other order members all apparated. Harry felt like kicking something. So there was a deadline now, was there? He had to either be licked by Voldemort or lick him by a certain time? Just what else did the prophecy hold that Dumbledore hadn't included when he told Harry.

"They treat us like 5 year olds." Harry said fuming.

"It really isn't our place to go, Harry." Hermione said, as she gave him a concerned look. Harry just ignored her comment. She had no right to say anything when she didn't even know what was going on. Harry still hadn't told Ron or Hermione about the prophesy, and honestly wasn't ready to either.

"Harry what did the prophecy say?" Hermione said timidly.

"I don't want to talk about it," Harry said flatly knowing he sounded more like Lupin then he liked.

"So, is it bad?"

"I SAID I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!" Harry roared.

"I am trying to help," Hermione said fighting back tears.

"There is nothing you can do to change it… There's nothing anyone can do!" Harry said, as he turned on his heel and stormed out of the hallway. It was so frustrating how here he was stuck in the middle of all this but yet he never got to do anything he wanted. He was trapped, destined to fulfill something he really didn't want to do. He needed to do something, anything then think about the prophecy. He climbed up the stairs and made his way to the bedroom as he heard Ginny's muffled voice coming from the drawing room. Curious, he opened the door a crack and peered in. His mouth dropped open in mere shock. Ginny was talking to a floating head in the fireplace, thanks to floo powder. This wasn't what had shocked him. It was the fact of who the person was: It was none other than Harry's archenemy: Draco Malfoy.
Too stunned to do anything, he stood there listening to what they were talking about. "Draco, this will never work. My mum is all upset and it'll even be worse when she finds out," Ginny said wiping tears from her eyes.

"Ginny, I don't understand. We have going like this since the beginning of holidays…I don't think this should end." 'Since the beginning of holiday?' Harry thought to himself disgusted. It was too much, everything that was happening. Before he had a chance to break up their love fest, he felt himself sway with dizziness and before he knew it he was on the ground, his scar searing. He screamed in his pain, and saw through hazy vision, Voldemort standing over him with a gaunt evil smile, "Where's the boy?" his evil slippery voice demanded.

"Please don't hurt him! It's not him who you want!" A woman's voice sounded.

"I know what I want old woman!" There was a green flash, a scream, and more pain. Harry felt the woman's pain, as he cried out. He awoke his scar still burning as a cold sweat ran down his brow. Ginny, Ron, and Hermione were all peering over him, wearing worried expressions. "Harry what happened?" Hermione said as she helped him sit up.

"He killed her,"

"Who killed who?"

"Voldemort killed a woman… she was protecting a boy, her son maybe. Voldemort wanted her son… I don't know why, but he did."

Ron looked thoroughly frightened, while Ginny and Hermione didn't look convinced. "Harry are you sure Voldemort wasn't implanting this in your head? I hate to ask it, but…"

"Look, this is real! I felt it, Hermione! I felt her die… My scar won't stop burning, this isn't just an image."

"Okay, just breathe. It's very possible since he is attacking right now." Ginny was still looking at him like he was mad. "Don't look at me like that, Ginny! Don't think I didn't see what you were doing in there… you're the one who's mad, you know that?" Ginny blushed and looked away.

"What was she doing?' Ron asked looking from Harry to Ginny and back again.

"Something bloody stupid," Harry said as he rubbed his head. He wanted to know why Voldemort was after that boy. Why was he important? There was always a reason behind anything Voldemort did and Harry doubted that this case would be an exception.

"Ginny what were you doing?" Ron asked again, interrupting Harry's thoughts. Ginny began to cry, and she mumbled, "I didn't mean for this to happen… I was just talking to him but I liked him and so… we decided to date secretly… but he hates you and you… hate him and dad hates his dad and… and I… I think I am in love with him but I can't be because… you'll… hate me"

"Slow down, Ginny." Ron demanded, "Who is he?" Ginny shook her head.

"TELL ME!" Ron roared.

Ginny sniffled, and quietly said, "Malfoy."

Ron's faced turned an angry red, as he opened his mouth to say something but closed it, then opened it again and said desperately, "How? When? Bloody hell Ginny! He's on the other side! He supports Voldemort! He disrespects our family all the time… he's scum! Just wait till mum and dad find out!"

"They won't find out!" Ginny said, her jaw set. "I broke it off."

"How?"

"Floo powder,"

"ARE YOU MAD? HE CAN LOCATE WHERE THE ORDER IS THROUGH FLOO POWDER, GINNY!" Ron looked ready to explode but instead turned and walked the other way and shouted, "Never speak to him again you, hear me? He's bad news, the whole family is."

Harry had been in pain throughout the whole conversation, and hadn't really paid close attention. He was still searching for an answer to why Voldemort was attacking the boy and the woman. He knew Voldemort had gotten what he wanted. Whenever his scar throbbed like this, it was due to Voldemort's rejoicing. Harry was so caught up in his thoughts, he didn't even notice Ginny's glare until she started yelling at him. "Why did you say that in front Ron? Harry how could you do that to me?" Ginny ran into the drawing room as she slammed the door.

Hermione was the only one still in the hallway, and she held out a hand to help him up. "Not that that's over with, let's talk about your vision."

"You weren't surprised?"

"I guessed really." Hermione stated.

"You guessed that?"

"Well, not Malfoy… but I figured a certain crush of some sort." Hermione said as they walked down the stairs to go to the library, which was really more of a living room. As they sat down in cozy red armchairs Hermione pulled up a desk and grabbed a piece of parchment.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked as he watched her scribble some information.

"I am trying to organize my thoughts so I can figure this out," Hermione stated, "Look Voldemort attacks muggles two days in a row… and not muggle born, but muggles who have nothing to do with magic. There is something strange about that. Now you have this weird vision, about a boy being attacked… I know it sounds far-fetched but they just might be connected. I just don't know how yet."

Harry considered telling her about the prophecy to maybe help her build a connection, but decided against it. He just wasn't ready…nothing could change that. After all, he knew about the prophecy and he still couldn't figure out any of this madness. He also thought about sharing his dream with her, and did after a long debate with himself. Hermione jotted notes and arrows until her parchment was a mess full of scribbles.

"I give up!" She said crinkling the parchment with her hands. "We're missing something important and I have no idea what it is." Unfortunately neither did Harry. They sat there for a while just thinking, until Hermione realized that they hadn't visited Tonks and given her Lupin's message. "Do you reckon we should get Ron?" Harry asked.

"No, I think he needs some time to himself so he can think." Hermione said shaking her head as they left the library. With a slightly tired pace, they headed up he stairs, for what seemed like the eighth time that day… And rightfully so it probably was.

A/N: OKAY! I feel like I need to give some hints since this chapter was so extremely long and so many things were going on at once. This chapter is extremely important with #1 the vision Harry had #2 The attack on Diagon Alley #3 Ginny and Malfoy. I want to say that Malfoy suddenly did not have a change of heart and is all good and sweet. People can't change that much overnight; He does have genuine feelings for Ginny, but you have to remember that Ginny is VERY different from the rest of her family (including Percy) and has a different part then the rest of her family. #4 Clara and Remus's fighting…any theories? I thought this was kind of obvious, but maybe not #5 Ginny's fight with her mum symbolizing how she is changing. If there are any questions, complaints, compliments, or corrections you would like to share DO IT!!

I wrote this chapter really fast and I hope it's enjoyable! REVIEW!!!! REVIEW!!!! REVIEW!!!!! And review some more—haha!

This Chapter has been revised :) If you notice any errors please let me know. Thanks!