Chapter 13: Pendants and Prophecy

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CHAPTER 13: Pendants and Prophecy

He paced Dumbledore's office restlessly, stopping only occasionally to say some soft words to Fawkes and stroke his long red feathers. It had taken him and Draco about 15 minutes to tell the story of the attack; the others were still busy discussing it nearly an hour later. Draco was currently sulking in the corner, staring at something in his hands while Hermione, Ron and Ginny were seated at a table worrying and discussing the attack.

"Harry," said Ginny now, coming over to him. "Stop pacing and come sit down and rest. There's nothing you can do from here."

"I can't Ginny. There's people being killed right now, I can't just stop and rest."

They had heard no word about how everything was going. As soon as Mrs. Weasley, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny had gotten to Dumbledore's office, Mrs. Weasley had bustled off to do some work for the Order and to pass the message on of the battle.

Ginny sighed and looked apologetically at the other two sitting hopefully at the table. They had been coming in turns to get him to sit down and he refused every offer. Ginny returned to the table and Harry resumed pacing.

A thought came to him and he looked at the portraits of previous Headmasters and Headmistresses of Hogwarts. He found the one he was looking for and went over to it.

"Phineas, I know you are awake and can hear me. I wish to speak to you. Phineas!"

The wizard shook his head and opened his eyes sleepily, "Did someone call?" Harry glared at him. "Yes, I should have known it would be you to wake me so rudely," he sniffed and looked around at the rest of them. "What does my ungrateful great-nephew want this time?"

"Surely you know there is a battle going on at the Cannons-Puddlemere Quidditch game right now, Phineas," said Harry. "I just want to know what's going on at your other painting right now."

Phineas groaned and said while yawning most obviously, "Do I have to? I was having the most wonderful dream. It involved…,"

"Go now Phineas!" said Harry harshly.

"Yes, yes, alright. I was saying my dream involved torturing a poor boy with a lost soul, not unlike yourself, for attempting to access my office to place a niffler inside."

"Go, Phineas or I'll—," Harry said but was cut off when Phineas Niggellus said,

"Yes, I'm going hold on to your head," and disappeared to his other picture frame at Number 12 Grimmauld Place.

Harry went and sat a few feet from Malfoy, ignoring the questioning looks by his friends. He frowned and put his hands around his knees and pulled them to his chest.

His friends soon joined him, completing the circle of five. "Harry," said Hermione, comfortingly putting her hand on his arm, "we are here for you, don't forget that and push us away. Lately you seem to be drawing into yourself, ignoring us. Now tell us what is wrong."

"Yea, Harry, mate, you need help. Tell us, what's up?" Harry could see Ron looking at Draco in an unlikable way as he said this. He understood how Ron felt; he wasn't completely at ease with Draco just yet. It would probably take a life-saving ordeal or something that would truly prove his loyalty to keep the suspicion out of his mind, but Harry thought Ron should give him more of a chance.

"Nothing," Harry insisted. "I'm just fed up with everything, and school hasn't even started yet. There are also those feelings of rage that come over me whenever I think of her."

No one needed him to explain who her was. They all knew it was Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Draco why did you stop me from doing her in right then and there?" he asked Malfoy angrily, referencing to the event on One Tree Hill.

He looked Harry in the eye and said, "If you had an aunt that was loving and kind to you would you allow someone to kill her before your very eyes?"

Harry gulped and looked back down at his hands. "No," he whispered. "I guess not; not even Aunt Petunia."

Just then Phineas came back into his frame preventing any further discussion on Harry's uncontrollable phobia about Bellatrix, and said, "Mr. Potter, your report as requested."

"Carry on," Harry ordered, sounding too much like a general hearing a report from his troops then he would have liked. He was not the leader, Dumbledore was. Considering this, he changed his orders to, "Yes, Phineas?"

"Yes, well, back at my other portrait there isn't much commotion. It appears they are still fighting. I shouted for several minutes to see if anyone would come, and I could hear a few people downstairs, but no one answered me."

"Thank you, Phineas," said Harry, sighing in exasperation. Were they to be locked in here until the rest of the students arrived in less than 24 hours?

The five sat there in silence for quite some time. Harry wished he could get the others away so he could ask Malfoy about the pendant. Only Ginny knew about his, so he didn't feel like sharing it with everyone else right then.

"We need some cheering up!" declared Ginny. "How about we put on some music?"

"Sounds wonderful," drawled Malfoy. "Where are you going to get it from?"

"Shut up you!" said Ron sharply. "We didn't ask for you to be here, so you can listen to music that we want to listen to.

"Calm down, Weasley!" said Malfoy in fake terror, cowering against the wall. "I'm not going to violate your sister or something."

"Cut it off you two!" said Hermione irritably.

Ron turned beet red and mumbled something no one could hear, though it sounded a bit like "well he asked for it, don't blame me."

Ginny came back from searching Dumbledore's office with a muggle boom box in tow. "I found this underneath his desk," giggled Ginny, "I guess Dumbledore must like muggle music too."

All of them crowded the music player in excitement and Ginny handed over a case that had a bunch of CD's in it. Hermione flipped through the pages, reading off the artists. "Well, looks like we have a classical section with Mozart and Beethoven and such, a blues section with Louis Armstrong, pop with Michael Jackson, the Beatles etc. Umm…then we have some country with Faith Hill, the…Dixie Chicks?" The room burst out laughing when they saw that one.

"Who would have thought Dumbledore listened to the Dixie Chicks?" asked Ron laughing. "What else is there? Any of that stones and roll stuff that you listen too?"

"Ron, are you talking about rock and roll?" asked Harry rolling his eyes at his wizard friend. It appeared Ron and Mr. Weasley not only shared the red hair but the frequent misuse of muggle words.

"Yea, that," said Ron absently, paging through the album. "Rock and ring."

"Here we go!" said Ginny happily. "We've got some AC DC, Def Leppard, Cheap Trick, Weezer, and U2 here. There's a bunch more in the back."

Harry and Draco said they didn't mind what they listened to and let the others pick out the music. While they were still busy debating whether to listen to U2 or Cheap Trick, Harry leaned back against the wall and saw Draco do the same.

"Potter," whispered Malfoy, scooting closer. "What were you saying before?"
Checking to make sure the others were still occupied, Harry reached around his neck and brought the pendant up out of his shirt. He heard Malfoy take in a breath sharply. He reached in and took out his own and looked at Harry with wide eyes.

"Are you the 'one who wears the other?'" he asked.

"I guess so," said Harry uncertainly. The words of the runes came back to him.

"Binding together enemies of old, discover the other and you shall find friendship, loyalty, and aid for times ahead."

Draco took a deep breath and translated the runes on his own pendant. "Find the one who wears the other and combine the spirits of the founders once again. The one will appear as an enemy from the past, but is a friend in disguise."

Just then the others finished picking out music and came back to reform the circle. They were now rocking to Cheap Trick.

"What are you two conspiring about?" asked Ron suspiciously when he saw the two boys huddled together discussing something.

"Nothing," said Harry straightening up and moving closer to Ginny. Just then Fawkes disappeared in a flash, causing everyone to jump in shock. A few seconds later he returned with Remus holding onto his tail feathers.

"Remus!" Harry exclaimed, rushing up to help him sit down. He had a few scratches and bruises but didn't look too bad. "What's happening? Is the battle over?"

"I'm fine," Remus said calming his shaking voice. "No the battle isn't over yet; they sent me back because it's almost full moon and I wasn't performing up to expectations. Dumbledore said I may let you out of here if you promise not to leave the castle," he looked at the five of them with his eyebrows raised. "I think it is very trusting of the headmaster to allow this so I expect all of you to follow his orders."

"Yes sir!" said Ron, saluting.

"We will, Remus," said Hermione determinedly. "I'll make sure these boneheads don't run off again," she turned to glare at Harry and Draco.

"Thanks," said Remus obviously relieved. "Now I have to be going, I'm a danger to you here because Snape isn't around to make me Wolfsbane Potion. I will be in the Shrieking Shack, but under NO circumstances are you to enter it while I'm there. Clear?"

"Yes," said Harry trying not to show his concern too much. "You'll be okay?" It was hard for him to let Remus go, knowing what he would suffer without the Wolfsbane Potion to help him keep his mind. He knew he wouldn't want to be in that position.

"Yes, Harry," said Remus, putting his arm around the boy in a one-armed hug. "Don't worry about me just worry about yourself for now. The battle may take a while yet but every night someone will come to check on you. If anything happens here," he took a small pouch out of his pocket, "use this Floo Powder and get to Headquarters immediately.

"All of us?" asked Ron looking at Malfoy with a glare that clearly meant he wasn't welcome.

"Yes, I repeat, all of you," said Remus looking between Ron and Malfoy concernedly. "Now I have to go, you may accompany me down to the Entrance Hall."

The five of them followed Remus down the revolving staircase; mysteriously Remus had no problem in opening the door. Obviously the room somehow knew Dumbledore's wishes.

They quickly reached the great doors that served as entrance to the castle and Harry quickly went over to Remus and gruffly gave him a hug. "We'll be okay," he whispered. "Don't get into too much trouble."

"I won't," Remus said, giving Harry a small smile.

Ron went and shook Remus' hand after the girls got done fussing over him and hugging him. Remus glanced up from the girls and his eyes roamed the room, spotting Draco leaning against the wall beside a statue of a tall witch. Draco stood back in the shadows, unsure of what to do during this personal moment between old friends. He went quickly over there and said a few words to Malfoy that the others couldn't hear before shaking his hand and quickly departing the castle with a quick wave of his hand.

Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Harry and Draco stood there unsure of what to do next now that they were free of the confines of Dumbledore's office.

Then, as if on cue, Harry's scar exploded into a thousand lightning bolts of pain. He fell to the floor screaming in agony and clutching his head. He could dimly hear the others shouting and trying to snap him out of it, but all he could comprehend was the pain and a feeling of immense anger.

The pain continued for what seemed like hours; he could vaguely feel himself being carried by two people up stairs and down corridors and a girl, who he thought to be Ginny, saying a word. He hazily remembered that the word, "Babushka," was the password to Gryffindor Tower.

As somebody laid him on a soft couch the pain ended abruptly. He still couldn't see or hear clearly and was exhausted from the convulsions that had rippled through his body. All of his muscles were aching and seemed to be on fire, but it was nothing compared to the pain. Harry tried vainly to keep himself awake and return to full consciousness, but his body was tired and he felt himself falling helplessly into a deep sleep as someone put a damp cloth on his forehead.

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Harry woke up late into the night when he heard someone come into the common room where he was currently stationed. He was still sore but thankfully the pain was gone. He saw dim shapes of people lying on other couches or in chairs.

Near the portrait of the fat lady Harry thought he could hear Ginny talking to Mr. Weasley.

"Dad! Are you and Mum alright?" she asked, concern filling her voice.

"Yes, we're fine, honey," he said. "Your mother is back at headquarters tending the wounded because St. Mungo's is overflowing and won't accept anyone unless they are critical. How are you guys holding up?" Harry saw him peer around the corner at the sleeping forms, outlined by the roaring fire in the fireplace.

"Is…he hear?" he asked a touch of concern and caution in his voice.

"If you mean Malfoy, Dad, yes he is," said Ginny firmly. "He's not like his father and you have no need to be worried. Harry trusts him and so do I."

"Yes, well, just be careful," said Arthur Weasley. "How is Harry? I heard his scar hurt again?"

"He's okay now; he's sleeping deeply. It scared me so much though to see him in such pain, Dad. We all thought something terrible was happening to allow it to continue on for so long." Harry could hear the concern and pain in her words and it made him feel bad that he had caused her so much anguish and worry. But he was also in a way glad that she felt that way about him.

"I'm glad he's okay then," Mr. Weasley let out a sigh of relief. "Well I've got to be going again, they will need me. I believe the battle has turned to our favor. We would be defeated already if Harry hadn't foolishly gone and knocked that woman out. He saved a lot of lives by doing that."

Harry saw Mr. Weasley bend and hug and kiss his only daughter then silently leave by the way he had come with a promise that someone will check on them the next evening.

Harry watched Ginny stand in silence at the portrait hole, her arms folded across her chest. She stood that way for five minutes before slowly walking into the main room and looking at everyone sleeping. Harry realized that she was crying. He wanted to go comfort her, but didn't know how.

Ginny approached him and he froze, unable to move or breathe. He closed his eyes, hoping she would still think he was asleep. He could hear her breathing only a few feet away.

Harry didn't know what to do; he was nervous, scared…no…he didn't know what he was. It was Ginny after all; Ron's little sister. But yet he knew she was more than that. He could feel her breath on his face, took courage, and opened his eyes.

She was a foot away from him, kneeling with her hands clasped in her lap. She jumped slightly at seeing him open his eyes then blushed furiously and stammered, "Sor…sorry, Harry," she squeaked. "I…I…I was just…was just seeing how you were, from your attack on your scar."

She got up to leave and Harry said, "No, that's alright Ginny," he smiled up at her. "I was a bit lonely and it's good to know you have someone who check's up on you."

Ginny looked relieved that Harry wasn't angry at her and eagerly took the seat he offered her as he sat up to make room. They sat there in silence for several minutes; each unsure of what to say.

"Harry, we were all really worried about you," Ginny began, ending the awkward silence. "You were convulsing for almost an hour; Hermione ran to get Madam Pomfrey, but because of the battle she left to attend the injured. I was so scared, Harry."

"Its okay, Ginny. I was scared, too. I'm just glad I'm alright and you guys are too. I just wish I could do something about the battle!" He thumped his fist into the cushion on his lap in frustration.

"You did all you could," Ginny argued. "You disabled their main weapon; Celestina Warbeck. Without her they will be defeated."

"We can only hope," said Harry resignedly.

The two sat there for some time, staring into the fire. Draco was sleeping in an armchair in the corner with Artemis curled up in his lap snoozing soundly. Hermione was on the other couch, the blanket Ron had draped over her earlier almost all the way off as Ron, who was sleeping on the floor below her had grabbed it.

Harry turned and looked down at Ginny beside him and found her looking at him as well. Suddenly their faces seemed very close together and Harry could see every freckle on her face. He found himself staring into her gorgeous brown eyes as they came together and his lips touched hers. They were soft as silk as he tenderly kissed her. Ginny kissed back, hard and that emboldened Harry. Time was meaningless to Harry.

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"GINEVRA WEASLEY AND HARRY POTTER WHAT IN THE BLOODY NAME OF HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?"

Harry stirred as he heard someone yelling and for an instant was disoriented and didn't know where he was. Then he felt someone stirring beside him and saw long red hair and it hit him.

Ginny and him were lying together on the couch and had fallen asleep. Harry blinked furiously, trying to see clearly. Ginny somehow found his glasses and handed them to her. Slowly Harry raised his eyes to find Ron bright red and enraged at finding his best friend and sister together. Ginny quickly got up and made to move away from Harry but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"Ron, your sister is grown and not the little girl you have to protect all the time. She can make her own decisions and choices; she doesn't need you to do it for you. I'm sorry about what happened, but it all just happened so fast. Get over it," Harry said.

Ron just stood there in a rage, spluttering foolishly. He turned on his heel and stormed out of the room and up to the dormitories. Hermione was half sitting up in shock; her mouth gaped open as she looked at Harry and Ginny. She quickly realized what she was doing and snapped it shut.

"Don't you guys think you went a little too far at the very beginning?" she pressed. "You didn't have to surprise Ron so much. Imagine if you had found your little sister sleeping with you best friend," Hermione said, trying not to sound too harsh, yet wanting to get her point across.

"I'm sorry about surprising you all," Harry said, "but I'm not sorry about what happened," he looked at Ginny and she nodded.

"I'm not either," she smiled warmly at Harry.

"I am," said a grinning Draco Malfoy from the chair he had been sleeping in. Everyone groaned inwardly. They had forgotten he was there. It was really weird, having a Slytherin in your Common Room. Dumbledore had insisted, however. He said they couldn't leave him down in the dungeons by himself.

"Shut up Malfoy," said Harry and Ginny together. The grinned at each other as Malfoy went off to the bathroom mumbling to himself.

Hermione left to go find Ron and talk some sense into him, leaving Harry and Ginny alone with a look that said, "If we find you together when we come back down, you are going to get it!"

Harry and Ginny sat side by side in awkward silence for a few minutes and Harry could feel his face going red.

"Harry," she asked timidly. "Harry, did you mean what we did last night? It wasn't just an impulse was it?"

"No," Harry almost shouted. "Ginny, I wouldn't do it if I didn't mean it. Ginny, willyougooutwithme?"

"What was that Harry?" she asked.

Harry took a deep breath and slowed down his words. "Ginny, will you go out with me?"

She beamed and threw her arms around him in response, taking him by surprise and pushing him back onto the couch. She started to kiss him, but Harry slowly pushed her back and said in between gasps, "Ginny—er—don't you think we should let Ron get used to us…being together before he walks in on us snogging on the couch?"

"Your right," said Ginny, getting off of Harry and grabbing his hand to pull him to his feet. "Let's go have some breakfast first!"

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That evening the rest of the students were supposed to arrive, and tomorrow classes would begin. They decided to take advantage of the quiet hallways and went for a walk with Artemis. After an hour or so, Draco urged the others to keep going and said that he and Harry would catch up in a bit. Looking suspicious, they agreed and set off, looking over their shoulders and questioning Harry about why.

"Potter," Draco started off as soon as they had rounded the corner. "What do they mean?" Harry knew he meant the pendants, and shook his head slowly.

"I have no clue," said Harry, thoughts rotating wildly throughout his mind. He repeated the runes, when translated, "Binding together enemies of old, discover the other and you shall find friendship, loyalty, and aid for times ahead. Find the one who wears the other and combine the spirits of the founders once again. The one will appear as an enemy from the past, but is a friend in disguise."

Draco stared at Harry. "So you are the one that appears as an enemy from the past, but is now a friend, I take it? And for you, I am the other and you shall find friendship, loyalty and aid from me."

"Where did you get your pendant Draco?" asked Harry. "Ginny gave me mine; she said she saw it in a store and it seemed to be calling to her to buy it for me. Could someone have planted it there?"

Draco ran his hand through his white blonde hair. "I received it by way of muggle post, it was very odd. Father didn't want me to take it. He said he didn't trust anything that came by non-magical ways."

"Who was it from?" Harry asked, surprised at his answer.

"I don't know," said Draco truthfully. He pondered the question, "It came in a cream colored envelope, and the seal was peculiar too. It was from the kingdom of Estonia. I believe it was the Queen's seal. There was nothing in the envelope except the pendant. I performed several charms on it to reveal any harmful properties, but there was nothing of magic added to it."

Now it was Harry's turn to stare at Draco. "Draco, I think you are going to find this news very disturbing," he said slowly.

"You are the half blood prince."

"Wait now," said Draco, alarmed. "We don't know that yet! I'm pureblood! My parents, the Dark Lord…"

Harry tried to calm him down, but he just went ranting away about how he was a pureblood, how there was no way he could be a half blood. He sighed; this was going to be a lot tougher than he thought. And he still didn't know if Draco really was the half blood prince, who this Queen of Estonia was and how she was related to Draco, Harry, and Aunt Petunia. Then there was the question of what was the purpose of the half blood prince? What was he supposed to do? There was so much to think about.

"Ok, so forget the thing about the half blood prince for now," said a frustrated Harry. "We have to figure out what the pendants mean."

He thought hard for a moment; combine the spirits of the founders. That had to mean only one thing—Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor, two of the founders of Hogwarts and one-time best friends. That had to be why there was a Gryffindor Lion on one side of the pendants, and a Serpent from Slytherin on the other.

"Draco, can I see your pendant for a minute?" Harry asked, holding out his hand. Draco handed it to him wordlessly. Harry held up his in one hand, and Draco's in the other and compared them side by side.

Suddenly they touched together as if pulled by magnets and were torn out of Harry's grip. Harry and Draco watched wide eyed as the pendants spun around, intertwining and floating higher into the air. Abruptly there was a big flash of light, first gold, then green. When the light show was over, one pendant hovered a few feet above the two boys. It slowly came towards the ground and draped its chain over both of their heads, making them both wear the pendant at the same time.

The magic slowly left the pendant as they stood there, awed by what they had just witnessed. Harry slowly reached down and put the pendant in his hand. It was larger now, and appeared to have different runes inscribed into its surface. Now the snake and lion were on the same side, entwined together, trying to show friendship. On the opposite side was a crown and a wand crossed like swords on a seal.

"Draco," said Harry, captivated by the pendant, "What do the runes say?"

Draco had taken Ancient Runes and knew most of the runes around the pendant. Others he had to guess based on how they were used in the sentence. "Well, it's a prophecy," he told Harry. Slowly he started translating.

"The past comes into play during the month of Leo in the year of the snake. The spirits will combine using the half blood prince and the boy who lived. Through this link you will find a way to defeat the one who plagues you both in ways different but yet the same. The past comes into play during the month of Leo in the year of the snake."

Harry looked up at Draco and he quickly looked away. "Now do you think you are the half blood prince, Draco?"

Draco was silent. "Well, I suppose now we do have to find out who this Queen is and why I'm a half blood prince."

"Yea, we better," said Harry. "Perhaps we could look in the library? They have books of family trees in there. They are sure to have ones for the muggles, too. At least I'm assuming you would have a muggle parent or something?"

"Are you saying my parents aren't my parents, Potter?" asked Draco nastily.

"I'm just saying we can't rule out the possibility," said Harry. "Let's go."

"Wait," said Draco, whispering and motioning Harry to be quiet. "Someone's coming!" Harry could now here the sound of footsteps coming quickly down the hall around the corner. They quickly took off the pendant lest someone see them both wearing it at the same time. Draco quickly put it in his pocket and they started walking casually, acting like nothing had happened.

"Harry!" screeched Ginny, literally flying around the corner. "Come quick!" she grabbed his hand and motioned Draco to follow.

"What's wrong?" asked Harry quickly.

"There's been an attack on the train!" she panted, running all the faster.

Harry quickened his pace and pulled out his wand in mid-run. They finally reached the entrance hall after what seemed like eternity. The door was open for them and they raced out and sprinted down the path to Hogsmeade where the Hogwarts Express was sitting, spewing smoke of all colors into the darkening sky.

As the approached the train at a run, Remus came hurtling out of nowhere at Harry and caught him before getting too close to the train. Harry, Draco and Ginny tumbled to the ground right before a big explosion caused debris to fly in every direction and flatten nearby trees. People, mostly students and residents of Hogsmeade, that were left standing collapsed like dominoes falling into one another.

"Remus!" Harry shouted. "What happened? The train!"

"Harry, everything's fine. You need to get back to the castle! You shouldn't be out here!" Remus panted with the exertion of running to prevent Harry from getting hurt.

"But I wanted to help! Is everyone ok?" Harry didn't see Death Eaters anywhere, and the scene seemed to be calming down a great deal.

"The Death Eaters planted several muggle bombs on the train," he said with great difficulty. "Several students were killed and many more injured. That last explosion was the last bomb. We believe we got everyone away in time to prevent any serious injury."

"What can we do to help?" asked Ginny, her eyes taking in everything at once.

"Well, we need to get the students up to the school. Dumbledore instructed they all stay in the Great Hall tonight. The sorting will take place tomorrow; now is no time to be celebrating a feast. Can you get some other older students to help?"

The three nodded that they could, then they spotted Ron and Hermione picking there way through the rubble towards them.

"Hermione!" Remus called. "Can you and Ron gather up the First Years? This is not a good way for them to be introduced to school."

"Right away Remus!" they called back.

"Remus, is the other battle over?" asked Harry.

"Yes," he said tiredly. "We fought until about noon today when suddenly all the Death Eaters disapparated. We lost over 50 aurors and several thousand spectators at the match."

Harry, Ginny and Draco gasped at the numbers. "Is…is everyone we know all right?" whispered Ginny, scared to the know the answer.

"Yes," said Remus, putting a hand on her shoulder. "I don't believe anyone you know well from the Order died."

They all set off to help clean up after the attack and get the students back to the school. Harry wondered when any of this would end. His thoughts turned back to the prophecy on the pendant. The month of Leo in the year of the Snake. That's when it said it would end. He sighed. They had a lot of work to do to.

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