Bad Love

by keeperoliver

Harry's thinking brought him to the conclusion that he no longer wished to be a pawn. No one has shown him any love. No one has taken the time to say they loved him. He would now return the favor. Mrs. Rowling owns Harry's world, I just like to play in it.

3. Chapter 3

Bad Love Keeperoliver Chapter 3

A/N: To those who are nt following my story, Avada Krdavra's True Meaning, I just wish to say that because of health reasons, these will be my last stories for a while, and maybe permanently. I am not getting any younger and my memory is getting shorter. Being on the computer for long periods is causing me headaches. This is due to my M/S.

I have been given ideas on how to correct this, but I must tell you, they will not work. I do thank all those who sent me ideas though, and I did look into them.

Now, I think I better get into the story, before I spend another page of explaining my problems. Thank you all. As always, Ollie the Keeper.

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Once again the fates dealt Harry a stinging blow, as when he and the girls stood up to leave, Dean came prancing into the hall and took Ginny away. Ginny again mouthed sorry to Harry, but this time he just turned and left with Luna. If he would have looked one more time to Ginny, he would have seen tears start to form in her eyes. If Harry knew how she was feeling about him, he would have fought harder to get her to go with him. Like Harry, she was beginning to feel tugging at her insides and it confused her. She liked Dean very much, but was not in love with him. Her feelings toward Harry had always been strong, but she could never get him to notice her. Luna saw the conflict in both friends, and knew she had to talk to them both before long.

They were still early for the meeting, so Harry decided to stop at the Loo to set his mind straight before seeing the Professor. Again Harry met trouble when he found Draco Malfoy collapsed in a corner, crying. When Harry approached, Draco lashed out with his wand and cast a spell that almost hit Harry. Harry put up a shield to protect against further attacks, but it wasn't necessary as Draco just collapsed back into the corner. To protect them both, Harry put a binding spell on Draco. He did not fight it and Harry felt safer approaching him. "Malfoy, what is your problem? I just wanted to see if you were alright and you try to blow my head off."

"If I had been thinking right I would have Potter. Piss off, and leave me alone. I don't need your help."

"That's fine with me. I didn't want to offer it to you in the first place, but like an idiot I pushed past my brain and went to my heart. I have got to stop doing that, as it is being ripped to shreds by people."

"You always were an idiot Potter. You had to be to put up with Granger and Weasel."

"And how much better off are you, running around with Crabbe, Goyle, and Parkinson?"

"Right, you got a point, but don't let it go to your head. One good point in all your bad ones does not make you smart. Just lucky."

"Look, Malfoy, I have a meeting to go to, and I don't wish to be late. Besides I have a very beautiful girl waiting for me outside."

"I would not call Granger beautiful. Good looking maybe."

"Hermione is beautiful but very confused. She is not the one waiting."

"I didn't think you knew any other girls Potter?"

"That just goes to show you how much you don't know. Now if you will please excuse me." and Harry turned to leave when Draco called him back.

"UM Potter, do you think you could release me? I would like to get to go back to the dorm." Harry flipped his wrist, and Draco was free. "And Potter, I know this sounds strange, but I wouldn't mind having another talk soon."

"Perhaps Draco, but only if you can call me by my first name."

"The only other name I know you by is Idiot."

"Then the talk will not be that soon now, will it?" and Harry left the Loo to find Luna checking out a suit of armor across the hall. She was talking to it like she was expecting an answer. Harry almost fell over when the Bloody Baron came flying out of the suit and went sailing down the hall.

"OH hi Harry. I was just talking to a ghost. Strange fellow that one is. He keeps saying he killed the woman he loved because her mother commanded it."

"Maybe he did Luna."

"Why though?"

"I'm sure I don't know Luna. Now come on before we are late for meeting." and they walked the rest of the way to the potions classroom where they were met by Professor Slughorn.

"Mr. Potter, good to see you could make it. And who is this beautiful young lady you have with you?"

"Professor Slughorn, I would like to introduce Luna Lovegood. She will be in your fourth year class tomorrow."

"A pleasure Miss Lovegood. Won't you please come inside, I have many questions for you Mr. Potter?"

Horace led them through the classroom and into his private chambers, where they all took a seat. "Now then, before we get started, would you like some tea, or perhaps something a bit stronger?"

Luna answered, "Tea will be fine sir." and Harry agreed. They were served, and the questions began.

"Mr. Potter, may I call you Harry, and Miss Lovegood, may I call you Luna?" They both nodded, "Excellent. Now Harry, I told you how I felt about your mother, but it is more than that. I was so pleased with her work, that I wanted her to take an apprenticeship to become a potions master. She refused because she knew that another student wanted this spot. Reluctantly I had to grant her request. But that did not change the fact that she remained my favorite student. How she fell for your father was beyond all who taught here. I could have sworn she was in love with another."

"And who might that be Professor? I didn't know mother was in love with anyone else besides my father?"

"Well, I can't say for sure she was in love with another, judging by the outcome, but she was friends with Severus for four years before they went their different ways for some reason."

Luna made a point, "I often wondered why Professor Snape lives like he regretted something. Like he lost something very dear to him. Now it all makes sense, Harry. It also tells us why he is so angry towards you. You are the son of the man that took her away from him. You know how every one keeps telling you how much you look like your father? This is what he sees and keeps hearing."

Harry pondered this for a minute then said, "You may be right Luna, but I am not my father. I loved my mother, and miss her as much as the Professor does, maybe even more since I am of her blood. I know it is hard to lose something or someone you love. I have lost so much to Tom that I think he believes that I am his worst enemy because of that damned prophecy. How could he figure that I could defeat him when I haven't even finished learning all I need to even graduate, let alone beat him. I t doesn't make sense, none of it. Snape, Tom, the prophecy, Dumbledore, Ron and Hermione. Why am I the one they all think I am the answer to it all?"

Horace felt like he was listening in on a private conversation. However he had something he wanted Harry to hear. "Harry, if you would indulge on an old man's whim, I have something I think you should hear. It is a song by one of your mum's favorite artists. Eric Clapton has been making music for decades, but it wasn't until your mum and dad died that he wrote a song that meant anything to me. Would you like to hear it?"

"My mother liked music sir? There is something else I didn't know about her. Yes sir, I would like to hear it, but I thought that muggle electronic equipment would not work in the castle because of the magic that surrounds it?"

"Harry, in magic anything can be accomplished, except cheating death. A simple filtering charm blocks magic from interfering with the equipment. Now let me see if I can find that tape. I keep it on that song because I love it so much. I don't even know what else is on the tape, except that it is his greatest hits, what ever they are." Horace searched through his desk drawers and found the tape and put into the tape player. Soon The three were listening to a song titled "Tears In Heaven" and the song had both Harry and Luna in tears. Luna was crying for her lost mother. Horace was right, Harry did indeed love the song. And when it was finished, Harry asked if he could borrow the player and the tape so that he may hear it again later. Horace agreed and bundled up the cord and removed the tape to put it back in the case to protect it.

Harry told him that he was going to bring another with him to the tea, but something got in the way. Horace just said maybe later. They talked for another 10 minutes when Harry felt they better leave before they missed curfew. Harry thanked Horace for everything he did this evening and asked if he could come again, and Horace smiled, "I was hoping you would ask that Harry. I would be very pleased if you would, and please bring Miss Lovegood and your other friend the next time. I look forward to meeting him"

"Not him sir, her. Miss Ginevra Weasley, or Ginny to her friends."

"Even better. I look forward to our next little talk. And Harry, I know how you are feeling towards Albus right now, and though I can't blame you, I do wish you would be a little easier on him. He really does have your best interest in mind when he does things. Or at least he think he does. As you have witnessed, they sometime bring more harm than good to a person. Believe me, I know. He has been trying to get something out of me for years now, but I refuse to acknowledge his questioning."

"I will think about what you ask sir, but he has done so much to my respect of him that I may never never listen to him anymore. I say may, because I will probably need his help in the future."

"That is all a person can ask. Have a good evening Harry and you too Luna. I must say that if Ginevra is as good looking as you my dear, it will be a very pleasant evening."

"Then get ready for a great evening sir, as Ginny is much better looking."

Once again she heard Harry mumble something but didn't quite get what he said. If she did she would have heard, "How wrong can a person be. You are as good looking as Ginny, Luna."

Harry walked Luna back to her dorm and said goodnight at the portrait, but before Luna entered, she kissed Harry on the cheek, "Thank you Harry for a very interesting evening. I really enjoyed myself, and look forward to our next gathering."

"I did as well Heavenly Body, and you were the biggest part of why I liked it so much." Harry blushed as he said this and turned and walked away before she could respond. Luna watched as he left and whispered, "Harry I wish I could fall for you, but that is for someone else. I hope you find her soon. Or should I say I hope she finds you soon." she then entered the dorm leaving the hall empty.

Harry made it back to the dorm before curfew and entered to find Hermione and Ginny sitting there talking. Hermione looked up and didn't say anything to him, but patted the couch next to her trying to get him to sit. Harry sighed, but did as she requested.

Nothing was said at first, and it was getting uncomfortable for them all, when Hermione started it off, "I am so sorry for the summer Harry. I really did think it was for the best that I leave you alone to get over the loss of Sirius. I realize now that it wasn't. Please forgive me Harry?"

"Do you still feel the same way about Professor Dumbledore?"

"Of course I do, but that doesn't mean he is right all the time. I will always respect him. Why can't you see this?"

"Because of all he has put me through Hermione. I had to suffer through the Tournament and the aftermath that came with it. I had to face Tom in my first year because he got fooled into thinking he was needed at the Ministry. How was it that a second year student got into someplace that had never found by the greatest wizard of all time? Why was it that he didn't know Sirius was innocent of the things he was charged with? Why did he keep the prophecy from me until after Sirius died? How much more do I have to endure until he tells me everything I need to know. I am the one he says has to face Tom, yet he won't tell me what I need to do to defeat him. Do you know why he wont' Hermione? I can tell you why if you wish to know?"

"How could you know Harry?"

"The prophecy. If you knew the whole thing, it would tell you that in order for me to defeat him, for some reason, I have to die. Now it is time you know the full prophecy. {THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD APPROACHES...BORN TO THOSE WHO HAVE THRICED DEFIED HIM, BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES} and this is all the Dark Lord knew, as Snape was discovered before he heard the rest which is, {AND THE DARK LORD WILL MARK HIM AS HIS EQUAL, BUT HE WILL HAVE POWER THE DARK LORD KNOWS NOT} That is where I feel I have to die for some reason, because if I am his equal, then what comes next confirms it. {AND EITHER MUST DIE AT THE HAND OF THE OTHER FOR NEITHER CAN LIVE WHILE THE OTHER SURVIVES...THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARLK LORD WILL BE BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES!" Now do you see what I am saying Hermione. Dumbledore didn't want me to know this because he feared if I heard it I would run away and no one would be left to face Tom."

"I didn't hear where it said you must die Harry. It said neither can live while the other survives That doesn't say it was you that died."

Ginny was crying at was she was listening to. "Hermione, what he said was neither can live while the other survives. That means that neither will live. They both must die."

"WHAT? That can't be true. That would mean that the Professor is leading you to your own death."

"You're right Hermione, he is. He has known it all along. He feared the moment he told me the prophecy knowing I would figure it out with your help. That was another reason why he didn't want you talking to me over the summer. He couldn't demand it, because that would only make you more determined to contact me to find out what was going on. He knows of a way to keep owls from delivering letters because Hedwig was not able to leave the Dursleys."

"So what are we going to do about it? There has to be a way to defeat Tom without you dying."

"Not we, me. I can not let you know what I am going to do Hermione. You have already said that you respect Dumbledore still. I do not need him breathing down my back when I am getting ready to do something."

Ginny stopped him from going further, "You can't do this alone Harry. You are going to need all the help you can get. Hermione is the smartest person you know and could be of great help to you. Ron would be there to watch your back."

"Like he did fourth year Gin? I don't think so. By the way, where is Dean?"

"What has Dean got to do with this?"

"Nothing at all, I just hardly ever see you without him hanging around."

"I see where this is going, you are trying to distract me to get me off the subject. You need help, but refuse to accept it. I can see your point with Ron in a way, but he could still be of help because he is your friend. Harry, you don't even know where to start. Professor Dumbledore would be of great help to you there."

"I will find a way to get the information I need without his help. I will not be obligated to him. He has kept too much from me and will never change. The way he is passing information to me, it could take years before I know enough to think I could defeat Tom. I don't think I have years left Ginny. The way it is going, I don't know if I have two years left."

Hermione was shaking violently at this time. Her nerves were shattering. Harry had no faith in her anymore. She could see in her mind, Harry facing Tom and dying at his hands. Leaving them to face the Dark Lord alone and without hope. If this were to happen then she wanted to be at his side and die with him. It is what she was planning all along, if Harry were to die then she would as well. She knew it as far back as their second year when she was petrified trying to get the information Harry needed to end the threat of the Chamber of Secrets. "Harry please listen to me. We need to do this together. If you don't trust Ron, then so be it, but you have to trust me. You can't do this alone."

"I'm sorry Hermione, but I can't trust you like I use to. You have admitted to your loyalty and it doesn't fit into my plans to have Dumbledore still setting the rules. He is not going to control me anymore. I can't let you slip information to him and have him stop me."

"Harry, I promise you that I will not report to him. He does not control me. You have to believe me."

"I'm sorry Hermione, but I don't. Now if you two will excuse me, I need to get some sleep. Oh Ginny, see me in the morning so that I can give you the book."

"OK Harry, till tomorrow then. Good night."

Once he was gone, Hermione looked at Ginny and before she could ask, Ginny said, "Nothing you need to know about Hermione. Harry is just letting me borrow one of his school books."

"Which one?"

"One that he will not be needing. Now if you will excuse me, I think I will be going to bed as well. Good night Hermione."

"Good night Ginny."

Hermione sat there all alone. She knew that neither of them trusted her anymore and that hurt more than the curse she took in the ministry. To lose the trust of friends was the worst thing that could happen.

Harry had settled on his bed, ignoring the others in the room. He hated to do this to Neville, but if he started with him the others would probably want to join in. So he laid down and decided to listen to the song again that he borrowed from Slughorn. He turned the volume down on the player. His song played again, and he was absorbed in the beautiful music. Once it finished, he let the other songs play. Some of it was fast and loud while more were like his song, soft and soulful. He let it end and then he pulled the tape and turned it over to play the other side. Once again there was a mixture of fast lively tunes and slow ones. Then it came to one that he remembered as what Luna said affected him.

BAD LOVE- ERIC CLAPTON

OH WHAT A FEELING I GET WHEN I'M WITH YOU

YOU TAKE MY HEART INTO EVERYTHING YOU DO.

AND IT MAKES ME SAD FOR THE LONELY PEOPLE

I WALKED THAT ROAD FOR SO LONG

NOW I'M ONE OF THE LUCKY PEOPLE

YOUR LOVE IS MAKING ME STRONG.

I'VE HAD ENOUGH BAD LOVE

I NEED SOMETHING I CAN BE PROUD OF

I'VE HAD ENOUGH BAD LOVE

NO MORE BAD LOVE.

AND NOW I SEE THAT MY LIFE HAS BEEN SO BLUE

WITH ALL THE HEARTACHES I HAD TILL I MET YOU.

BUT I'M GLAD TO SAY NOW THAT'S ALL BEHIND ME

WITH YOU HERE BY MY SIDE

AND THERE'S NO MORE MEMORIES TO REMIND ME

YOUR LOVE WILL KEEP ME ALIVE.

I'VE HAD ENOUGH BAD LOVE

I NEED SOMETHING I CAN BE PROUD OF

I'VE HAD ENOUGH BAD LOVE.

NO MORE BAD LOVE.

I'VE HAD ENOUGH BAD LOVE

I NEED SOMETHING I CAN BE PROUD OF

I'VE HAD ENOUGH BAD LOVE.

NO MORE BAD LOVE.

I'VE HAD ENOUGH BAD LOVE

I NEED SOMETHING I CAN BE PROUD OF

I'VE HAD ENOUGH BAD LOVE.

NO MORE BAD LOVE.

Harry sat there and felt that he just heard a song that needed to become his own. He needed to find someone he could love and cherish as his own. He needed this to carry him through what needed to get done. Like Ginny and Hermione said, he could not do it alone. He could with the love of a woman by his side. But she needed to know what to expect in the end. Who would agree to love him, knowing he was to die in the end.

Harry turned the player off and turned over in his bed to think on what he just heard, and the talk he shared with Ginny and Hermione. He wished he could get Hermione to admit that Dumbledore was not the idol she made him out to be. His faults were numerous and sometimes fatal to others.

He never did get any sleep, and was dozing when he was woke up by someone pushing his shoulder. He heard his name being called, but thought it was in his dream. He was startled when he a long pointed nose inches from his face.

"Dobby, what are you doing here?"

"Dobby is sorry Harry Potter sir, but he has to tell you something he thinks you should know. It concerns Professor Dumblydore. He knows what it is you have to do in order for you to defeat You Know Who, sir."

"What is it I have to do Dobby? Please tell me."

"You has to destroy his whore crutches, sir."

Harry laughed out so loud, he thought he would wake the others. He saw Dean turn over, but the others were snoring so loud they didn't even know he laughed. "I have to destroy his crutches Dobby?"

"His whore crutches sir."

"Could you please tell me what a whore crutch is Dobby?" Harry was still laughing, though not as loud as before.

"Well sir, Dobby doesn't know, but you has already destroyed one in the chamber. The book was one sir."

This surprised Harry. "You say the diary was a whore crutch Dobby? Who told you this ?"

"No one told me sir. Dobby heard Dumblydore and Snape speaking to each other, and Dumblydore told Snape this. He said there were others as well. Then Dumblydore said he destroyed one as well. Some kind of a ring sir."

"Thank you Dobby. Say wait a minute Dobby. Can you meet me down in the sitting room in 5 minutes . I would like to ask you something."

"Dobby will be there sir. He will do anything for Harry Potter sir." and then he popped out of the room.

They met in the room, but again Harry was not alone. Ginny was asleep on the couch. He wanted to wake her up and send her off, but when he looked at her, his heart did a flip. She was more beautiful than Luna, but not by much. She looked like an angel laying there like she was.

Dobby took his attention away from the sleeping beauty. He missed Ginny opening her eyes to see Harry and Dobby talking. She listened close as Harry asked, "Dobby I have something I need to do, and I need help. Would you like to join me on what I have to do. Now that I know what I have to look for, even if I don't know what a whore crutch is, you could be quite helpful."

Dobby's eyes got big around. He had just been asked by the great Harry Potter to help him. It was an honor he could not pass on. "Dobby would be happy to help Harry Potter sir. What is it he has to do?"

"I won't know until you get me some more information, such as what the other whore crutches are and where they might be. How to destroy them would be helpful also. I am sure there is more to it than just breaking them."

"Dobby will do this for you sir, if he can."

Then Harry was surprised when another voice entered into the conversation, "Harry I think what you are talking about are Horcruxes, not crutches. I heard dad mention them to mum. Harry they are dark magic, the darkest magic. It takes killing some one to create one."

"Ginny, how much did you hear?"

"Everything Harry. I think I can help you with this as well. I think I know someone else that can help too. Luna has done work for her father concerning Horcruxes for the Quibbler. Like everything else he prints, people don't believe a word of it. They are real Harry, and very difficult to destroy. Fiendfyre and basilisk venom are the only known methods to do so. There is mention of one more, but no one knows what it is. Something like it takes pure good to destroy pure evil. No one knows what that is supposed to mean."

"You would be willing to help me on this Ginny? It could be very dangerous. And I could not let you get injured on my account, like you did in the ministry."

"Harry, as long as Tom is alive, we are all in danger. No matter where I am, if he wanted me, he could easily find me. If he is going to come after me, then I would rather he was doing it because I was hurting him. "

"What about Dean?"

"Again with Dean Harry? Why are you so concerned about what he feels or thinks? Harry I like Dean, but I don't know if I love him. I suppose in time I could, but there is someone else I would like to hear tell me he loves me."

"Does he know you like him?"

"Probably, but he is to busy to recognize it."

Dobby pulled on Harry shirt, "Sir, if Dobby is not needed anymore, he has to get back to the kitchen and help with breakfast."

"I'm sorry Dobby. I didn't mean to keep you so long. I will talk later with you." Dobby bowed to Harry and Ginny and popped out.

Harry and Ginny talked for the rest of the morning until it was time to get their books and start the day. Harry handed the potions book to Ginny, and she looked at the pages where the writing was that Harry mentioned. It had all kinds of directions and alternate ingredients for the potions. Like Harry, she never looked forward to a potions class before, but now she did. Harry wanted to help her through the portal, but backed off. He remembered how she jumped all over Dean once when he tried helping her through it.

Harry was ready to start the day with a feeling of everything finally coming together. With both Ginny and Dobby on board his crew, he had a great start. If Luna joined as well, it would look even better.