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Chapter 2- Make way for the Prince

A month into school, and Harry was getting restless. Things were boring for once. How many times had he said he wanted things to be boring? More times than you can count. And here he was, wondering why he had ever said such a thing. He supposed that once things did start to pick up that he would wish for boredom again. Why was he so indecisive. Because I can be. He was indecisive by nature. Though his indecisiveness always hit him after making a decision. Like agreeing to go out with Blaise. The tall, dark and handsome Slytherin boy was very persistent, and eventually broke him down. He was happy with him, but sometimes he wondered why. He cared about him, a lot, and sometimes it scared the hell out of him. People he cared about died. He spent less time with Remus now that he had a beau, but would still visit at least twice a week; much to the dismay of Blaise. He was a great guy, but insanely jealous. Even if it was of his DADA professor. Harry would only shrug and kiss his boyfriend on the nose saying that he had nothing to worry about.

Harry felt many emotions when it came to Remus. He never imagined one of them would be jealousy. He couldn't really blame Blaise for feeling the way he did sometimes, because he felt it too. All the girls loved Professor Lupin. Harry hadn't been the only one to regress a bit. All the talks of his Marauder days brought back serious memories, some of which stuck. Remus had finally taken a look in the mirror and finally understood why Sirius had begged him on so many occasions to go shopping for new clothes. And now that he had a bit of money, he let himself splurge a bit. His face had smoothed out and some of his scars even faded. But something about him glowed. On otherworldly power, almost inhuman. Well, that goes without saying, but Harry knew Remus before and he never looked like this. Many of the girls even found his Lycanthrope a turn on. They found it exotic and wild. Something most men didn't have. Harry thought they were nuts. He had seen the beast within and he didn't want to come in contact with him any time soon.

At this moment in time, Harry was sat in DADA scoffing at the slobbering girls. Remus was his. He needed him. And here were these girls…they didn't want him to teach them. At least not school work. They wanted to get into his bed. Lavender was the worst. Primping herself before class. Rolling up her skirt, and flashing leg whenever possible. Remus never responded, but it still drove Harry mad. He even fond himself getting annoyed when people asked for help on work. He felt bad about that. They needed help in school, and Remus was there to give it to them. He just needed to snap out of whatever rut he was in. Harry loved it when Remus would dote over him in class and Lavender would try to pull the attention back to her, and Remus would ignore her and continue on with Harry. The only person who really hated it when this happened was Blaise. He somehow had this crazy notion that Remus wanted to pounce Harry. Ridiculous, right?

"Harry, can you please tell me what curse was developed with the veela in mind?" Remus asked while patting Harry on the head.

"The imperius course, Professor."

"Yes, yes. Very good. Can you tell me how and why?"

"While the female veela has the power of allurement, the males can control you with their minds. That's where the idea for the imperius came from. Curse makers took fluid from the veela's brain and used it in the initial potion, hoping it could channel the power itself. It did. To use it correctly, they used veela will power, and testimony from the creatures themselves."

"Very good. Ten points to Gryffindor. Would you ever let a veela control you, Harry?"

"No Sir, I find werewolves far more alluring," Harry said with a wink.

At that the bell rang and the students began to file out.

"Read chapter 3 for next week!" Remus called over the students' clatter.

Harry left the class and ran up to Blaise. They didn't have the same class next but they were in the same general area. They developed the habit of walking together, even before they were dating. But this time Blaise seemed to be going in a different direction-towards the Slytherin common room. Maybe he forgot something. But when Harry reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder he knew something way wrong. Blaise spun around and glared at him.

"What do you want?"

"Oh, I just thought that we would walk together," Harry said, a bit shocked by the malice in his tone.

"I don't think so."

"Why? What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? WHAT'S WRONG? How about how you were blatantly flirting with Lupin!"

"I wasn't flirting!"

"Oh you weren't were you? How about 'I find werewolves more alluring.'" Harry's quote was said in a high pitched annoying girly voice. "Please, I'm not that stupid. I know something is up with you two!"

"Nothing is up. God, why are you always like this. I'm with you for a reason!"

"Whatever Harry." Blaise turned around a walked away.

Harry was upset. No, not just upset- Hurt. Why did he always have to get like that. Whenever things were going great he would get pissed off at something and storm away. He slowly made his way towards divination by himself for the first time in a month. He didn't feel so good by the time he got to class. He plopped down next to Ron and gave him a week smile.

"What's wrong mate? Blaise being an ass again?"

"Yeah, how'd you guess?"

"I heard him yelling at you. I'm telling you, that guy is more trouble then he's worth. Ya know that Ravenclaw keeper, Alex McNamara? He told me he fancies you. I say you go for it."

"It's not that easy Ron. I care about him."

"I know you do, but the moment he goes to far, you tell me and I'll kick his ass, then I'll hook you up with Alex."

Harry chuckled. "Alright." Alex was good looking. Best looking Ravenclaw out there actually- sandy blonde hair, with blueish-yellowish eyes. Damn fine. He started to think about Alex, but remembered Blaise. It was hopeless. He would probably track him down and apologize. It better be worth it.

"Today class, we will be learning about prophecies…"

After that Harry zoned out. He looked over at Ron once or twice to see him sleeping face down in his book. The loony old woman in front of them droned on and on, never once saying anything of interest. Hermione had told them that Divination was a waste of their time. He was beginning to think she was right. Why couldn't he have taken ancient runes? At least he would use some of his brain. Harry didn't snap out of his stupor until he heard gasps from the class. Ron had even woken up. Trelawney had fallen back into her chair and her eyes were rolling back into her head. She took a few large breaths of air and began talking, although it wasn't her voice.

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches…Born to those who have thrice defied him. Born as the seventh month dies…And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not… Not alone will he be, aid given but not taken. As white glows it will be known the Half-Blood Prince chose his side. For only when the one with the power to vanquish is given that of life can death be certain…The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies.

Harry packed up and ran out of there as fast as he could. He vaguely heard Ron calling for him, but kept on moving. The middle bit was new. Why was he always the last to find out about things like this. Now he was supposed to be helped by this Half-Blood Prince.

"Oh great watch, I'm this prince. Fantastic. I don't want to be anything else," Harry mumbled to himself as he headed to Dumbledore's office. "No wait, why should I go to him when he's just going to say 'oh well, I forgot about that.' Fuck that. I'm going to Remus. At least he'll tell me if he already knew about this."

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Remus was making his way back to his rooms after a meeting with McGonagoll, preparing himself for a spot of tea. Today had been a good day so far. The comment Harry had made in class was excellent. Harry had always been pro-werewolf. But this was getting to be just to much. The boy just flirted by nature. James was the same way. Half of the school thought he was gay because of the way he and Sirius acted. But in reality he was just being friendly. He was like that with everyone, minus the Slytherins. Harry had definitely gotten that from his father. Always smiling, a bit touchy feely, and was always complimenting. It didn't matter if you were male or female. But Remus couldn't help but notice the angry look in Blaise's eyes right when Harry opened his mouth. Or the way he stormed out of class, or how he screamed at Harry in the hall. It took everything in his power to not punch the little brat in the face. It was Harry's business, and his business alone. No place for Remus to intrude. He just hoped Harry was alright. I'll pay him a visit later to make sure.

Just as he turned the corner he heard noises coming from the corridor that led to his rooms. Oh great people were fighting right outside his door. Lovely. He followed to noises and nearly growled. Blaise, Harry's boyfriend mind you, had another boy, not Harry, pinned up against a wall, snogging him senseless. His hand was down the unknown boy's trousers, while said boy was pulling off Blaise's cloak. Remus balled is fists, trying to calm down and took a step forward. He cleared his throat and the two boys sprang a part looking sheepish. When Blaise saw the professor that had caught him, he paled. Remus recognized the other student as Justin Fitch-Fletchly from Hufflepuff.

"What do you two thing you are doing?" Remus' voice was calm and collected, which probably scared the boys more than anything.

"Sorry Professor." It was Justin who spoke.

"Yes well, twenty-five points from both your houses for indecency. Now be gone with you." the boys slowly made their way past the angry professor without a sound. "Oh and Mr. Zabini, if you don't tell Harry by the end of the week, I will. I promise you."

Blaise looked up at Remus to see that he was dead serious. His lips were in a tight line and his eyes were glowing. The man was just plain pissed off. But why would he be so angry if he and Harry were…oh no. They weren't. SHIT!

Blaise nodded and hurried away. He had only done this because he thought Harry was fooling around on him. And he wasn't. And now he was going to loose him. Well maybe he would forgive him, hopefully.

Remus' head fell after the two boys rushed off. This was going to kill Harry. He sighed and went into his rooms. What was he going to do? Should he tell Harry right away? No, let that little bastard do it first. It wasn't his place to break Harry's heart. Harry need to be prepared for what was going to come though. Maybe if he could convince him that Blaise was no good, and Harry would dump him before finding out. Yes that was good. But how? What would get Harry to dump Blaise?

Remus paced back and forth coming up with plan after plan, but every one was shit. He thought back to his days at Hogwarts. What would get him to dump somebody for no reason? Finding someone new. Yes that's it. Harry needed somebody new. But who? Who wouldn't hurt him? Remus wouldn't.

"But Harry would never go for me. Or take any flirting seriously enough to leave Blaise. Or would he? Hmmm.. I could use his own flirtatious nature against him in a way. Well not really against him, to help him really. It would be better for him to think that the ending of the relationship was his idea. Yes wonderful. Perfect. So I'm going to flirt relentlessly with Harry to get him to see the light, and make that Zabini kid insanely jealous as well. It's perfect. Oh wow…I sound like Sirius. Oh my god I think Sirius just took over my brain. Because only he would think of something as insane as that. Well there's a fist time for everything. This one is for you, mate. I am losing it. I just said an entire monologue to myself."

Before Remus could sit down there was a knock at his door. He straightened himself out and opened it. It was Harry looking rather upset. Could he already know? Did he see Blaise too? Begin Operation Kamikaze Phoenix.

"Harry, Love, what brings you here?" Remus asked putting his arm around the boy's shoulder and pulling him inside.

"Weird shit happened today Remus. Trelawney went into a psychopathic fit."

"What do you mean?"

"She restated to prophecy about me in front of the whole class, and now there's no way they don't know it's about me. And the worse bit is that there was something new to it. And Dumbledore probably knew and didn't tell me."

Well, he didn't know about Blaise, but this was interesting. Another prophecy with something new. Hmmm.

"What does your prophecy say anyway?" Remus asked sitting rather closely to Harry, reapplying his arm to his shoulder. Harry resisted the prophecy and then told Remus the new bits.

"Half-Blood Prince huh? Do you know who it is?"

"No clue, I've never met a price before. I wouldn't be surprised if it's me."

"No I don't think it's you. This person has to help you. Hm, interesting. We should go to Dumbledore."

"Can we not go now? I'm tired and angry and hungry. And you know how I get when I'm hungry."

Remus laughed. Yes, Harry did get rather cranky when he was hungry. Heaven forbid the boy doesn't eat every 3 hours. He tightened his grip on Harry's shoulder, and much to his surprise, he leaned into the touch. Maybe this was going to be easier then he thought. He re-convinced himself that he would never hurt Harry and that's way he could do this. So Harry was James and Lily's son and he was twice his age. But he wouldn't hurt him. He probably could even love him. Well he already loved him, but LOVE him love him. Hopefully Harry could love him back.

Harry shifted so he was facing Remus. The man was starting off into space and had an odd look on his eye. His eyes. Harry had never really gotten a good look at them before. They looked hazel, but if you got up close, you could see that there was blue in the background and stripes of gold that shot out form the irises. They glowed with a midnight power, and screamed of mystery and enchantment. Harry leaned in so close that their noses were almost touching. Remus felt Harry's breath on his face and turned to look at him. He didn't know that Harry was that close and their noses brushed together. Neither pulled away, but Harry did blush the blush of his life.

"What do you think of me getting the house elves to deliver lunch to us, and we eat here hmm?" Remus asked staying as close to Harry as possible.

"Yeah that sounds good." Harry's voice was almost a whisper.

"Not to kill the mood or anything, but after lunch I think we should go see Dumbledore."

"Okay, you'll go with me right?" Harry shifted a bit closer and rested his hand on Remus' knee.

"Right," Remus whispered, and ran a hand through Harry's shagging locks.