"Investigation into Millenium breaking disaster." "River traffic has been halted and police divers search for survivors." "Surrounding area remains closed." "Harry Potter." "Who's Harry Potter?" "No one." "Bit of a tosser really." "Funny that paper of yours." "Couple of minutes ago, I could have sworn I saw a picture move." "Really?" "Or I was going rather twit." "Hey, I was wondering..." "Eleven." "That's when I get off." "You can tell me all about that tosser Hary Potter." "You've been reckless this summer Harry." "I like riding around in trains." "Takes my mind of things." "Rather unpleasant to behold, isn't it?" "The tale is thrilling, if i say so myself." "But now is not the time to tell it." "Take my arm." "Do as I say." "I just apparated." "Didn't I?" "Indeed." "Quite succesfully too I might add." "Most people vomit the first time." "Can't imagine why." "Welcome to the charming village of Budleigh Babberton." "Harry, I assume right about now, you must be wondering why I brought you here." "Am I right?" "Actually sir, after all these years, I just sort of go with it." "Wands out, Harry." "Horace." "Horace." "Merlin's beard!" "No need to disfigure me, Albus." "But i must say, you make a very convincing armchair, Horace." "It's all in the upholstery." "I come by the stuffing actually." "What gave me away?" "Dragon's blood." "Aho." "Oh yes!" "Introductions." "Harry, I'd like you to meet an old friend and colleague of mine, Horace Slughorn." "Horace, well, you know who this is." "Harry Potter." "So for all the theatrics, Horace..." "You weren't by any chance waiting for someone else?" "Were you?" "Someone else?" "I am sure i don't know what you mean." "Oh Alright." "The Death Eaters have been trying to recruit me for over a year." "Do you know what that's like?" "I can only say no to these people so many times." "So, I never stay any where for more than a week." "The muggles who own this place are in the canary islands." "I think we should put it back in order for them." "Don't you?" "Yes." "Mind?" "That was fun." "Do you mind if I use the loo?" "No." "Of course." "Don't think i don't know why you're here, Albus." "The answer is still no." "Absolutely and unequivocally no." "You are very like your father." "Except for the eyes, of course, you have..." "I have my mother's eyes." "Yeah." "Lily." "Lovely Lily." "She was exceedingly bright, your mother." "Even more impressive when i could see that she was muggle born." "One of my best friends is muggle born." "She's the best in our year." "Oh, please don't think that I'm prejudiced." "No, no, no." "Your mother was one of my absolute favorites." "Look there she is, right at the front." "All mine." "Each and every one." "Ex-students, I mean." "You recognize Barnabas Cuffe." "Editor of the 'Daily Prophet'." "Always takes my owl, should i wish to register an opinion on the news of the day." "Gwenog Jones, Captain of the Holyhead Harpies." "Free tickets whenever i want them." "Cause I haven't been to a match in sometime." "Ah, yes!" "Regulus Black." "You no doubt know that his older brother, Sirius, died a few weeks ago." "I have taught the whole Black family, except Sirius." "It's a shame." "A talented boy." "I got Regulus when he came along, of course." "but I'd have liked the set." "Horace?" "Do you mind if I take this?" "I do love knitting patterns." "Yes, of course." "But you're not leaving are you?" "Oh, I think i know a lost cause when i see one." "Regrettable." "I would considered it a great personal triumph, if you consented to return to Hogwarts." "Ah, well.." "You're like my friend Mr. Potter here." "One of a kind." "Well, bye bye Horace." "Bye." "All right." "I'll do it." "But I want Prof. Merry Thought's old office, not the water closet i had before." "And I expect a raise." "These are mad times we live in." "Mad!" "They are indeed." "Sir, exactly what was all that about?" "You are talented, famous and powerful." "Everything Horace values." "Professor Slughorn is going to try to collect you , Harry." "You would be his crowning jewel." "That's why he is returning to Hogwarts." "And it's crucial, he should return." "I fear i may have stolen a wondrous night from you, Harry." "She was truthfully, very pretty." "The girl." "It's alright, Sir." "I'll go back tomorrow." "Make some excuse." "Oh, you will not be returning to Little Whinging tonight, Harry." "But Sir, What about Hedwig?" "and my trunk?" "Both are waiting for you." "Hedwig." "Mom!" "Ginny, what is it?" "I was only wondering when Harry got here?" "What?" " Harry?" "Harry who?" " Harry Potter, of course." "I think I'd know if Harry Potter was in my house, wouldn't I?" "His trunk's in the kitchen and his owl." "But?" "No dear, I seriously doubt that." "Harry?" "someone say Harry?" "Me, nosy." "Is he up there with you?" "Of course not, I think I would know if my best friend's in my room, wouldn't i?" "Is that an owl I heard?" "You haven't seen him, have you?" "Apparently he is wandering about the house." "Really?" "Really." "Harry!" "Harry!" "What a lovely surprise." "Why didn't you let us know you were coming?" "I didn't know...." "Dumbledore." "Oh that man!" "But what would we do without him?" "Got a bit... toothpaste." "So when did you get here?" "Few days ago." "Though for a while, I wasn't sure i was coming." "Mum, sort of lost it, last week." "Said, Ginny and I had no business going back to Hogwarts..." "It's too dangerous." "Oh, come on!" "She's not alone." "Even my parents, they're muggles, know something bad's happenning." "Anyway, Dad stepped in and told her that she was being barbarian." "Took a few days, but she came out." "But, this is Hogwarts we're talking about." "It's Dumbledore." "What could be safer?" "There's been a lot of talk recently, that..." "Dumbledore's got a bit old." "What rubbish." "He is only, what is he?" "150?" "Give or take a few years." "Cissy, you can't do this." "He can't be trusted." "The Dark Lord trusts him." "The Dark Lord is mistaken." "Run along, Wormtail." "I know I ought not be here." "The Dark Lord himself forbade me to speak of this." "If the Dark Lord has forbidden it, you wouldn't ought to speak." "Put it down, Bella." "We musn't touch what isn't ours." "As it so happens, I am aware of your situation, Narcissa." "You?" "The Dark Lord told you?" "Your sister doubts me." "Understandable, over the years I have played my part well..." "So well, I have deceived one of the greatest wizards of all time." "Dumbledore is a great wizard, only a fool would question it." "I don't doubt you, Severus." "You should be honored, sissy." "As should, Draco." "He's just a boy." "I can't change the Dark Lord's mind." "But it might be possible for me to help Draco." "Severus." "Swear to it." "Make the unbreakable vow." "It's just empty words." "You will give it his best effort, when it matters the most." "He will just slither back into his hole." "Coward." "Take out your wand." "Will you, Severus Snape, watch over Draco Malfoy as he attempts to fulfill the Dark Lord's wishes?" "I will." "And will you to the best of your ability protect him from harm?" "I will." "And, if Draco should fail, will you yourself, carry out the deed the Dark Lord has ordered Draco to perform?" "I will." "Step up." "Step up." "We've got Fainting Fancies and Pygmy Puffs." "And just time for school." "Puking Pastilles." "Into the cauldron, handsome." "Peruvian instant darkness powder?" "A real money spinner that one." "Helps you to make a quick getaway." "Hello Ladies." "Love potions, eh?" "Yeah." "They really do work." "Then again, the way we hear it, sis you are just doing fine on your own." "Meaning?" "You are not currently dating Dean Thomas?" "It's none of your business." "How much for this?" "Five Galleons." "Five Galleons." "And how much for me?" "Five Galleons." "Five Galleons." "I am your brother." "Ten Galleons." "Ten Galleons." "Come on, let's go." "Hi Ron." "Hi." "How are Fred and George doing it?" "Half the alley's closed down." "Fred reckons people need a laugh these days." "I reckon he's right." "Oh no!" "Everyone's got our wands from Ollivander's." "Harry..." "Is it me or do Draco and mommy look like two people who don't want to be followed?" "Quibbler!" "Quibbler!" "He is lovely." "They've been known to sing on Boxing Day, you know?" "Quibbler?" "Oh, please." "What's a Wrackspurt?" "Invisible creatures, they float in your ears and make your brains go fuzzy." "Quibbler!" "So, what was Draco doing with that weird looking cabinet?" "And who were all those people?" "Don't you see?" "It was a ceremony." "An initiation." "Stop it, Harry." "I know where you're going with this." "It happened." "He's one of them." "One of what?" "Harry's under the impression, Draco malfoy is now a death eater." "You are barking." "What would you-know-who want with a sod like Malfoy?" "Then what's he doing in Borgin and Burkes?" "Browsing for furniture?" "It's a creepy shop." "He's a creepy bloke." "His father is a death eater." "It only makes sense." "Besides, Hermione saw it with her own eyes." "I told you, I don't know what I saw." "I need some air." "What was that?" "Who's there?" "Draco?" "I don't know." "Relax boys, it's probably just the first years messing around." "Come Draco, sit down." "We'll be at Hogwarts soon." "Hogwarts." "One pathetic excuse for a school." "I think i will pitch myself of the astronomy tower, before i have to continue for another 2 years." "What's that supposed to mean?" "Let's just say, I don't think there's any wasting my time in charms class next year." "Amused, Blaze?" "Let's see just who's laughing in the end." "You two go on." "Wanna check something." "Where's Harry?" "He's probably already on the platform." "Come on." "Didn't mummy ever tell you, it was rude to eavesdrop, Potter?" "Petrificus Totalus!" "Oh yeah, she was dead before you could wipe the drool off your chin." "That's for my father." "Enjoy your ride back to London." "Enervate!" "Hello, Harry." "Luna." "How did you know where I was?" "Wrackspurts!" "Your head's full of them." "Sorry, I made you miss the carriages, by the way, Luna." "That's alright." "It was like being with a friend." "But, I am your friend, Luna." "That nice." "Ah!" "About time, I've been looking all over for you two." "Right..." "Names?" "Professor Flitwick, You've known me for 5 years." "No exceptions, Potter." "Who are these people?" "Aurors." "Security." "What's this cane here then?" "It's not a cane, you cretin." "It's a walking stick." "And what exactly will you be doing with all be construed as an offensive weapon." "It's alright, Mr. Filch." "I can vouch for Mr. Malfoy." "Nice face, Potter." "Would you like me to fix for you?" "Personally, I think you look a bit more Devil-may-care this way, but..." "It's upto you." "Um." "Have you ever fixed a nose before?" "No." "But I have done several toes." "How different are they really?" "Um." "Okay, yeah." "Give it a go." "Episkey!" "How do I look?" "Exceptionally ordinary." "Brilliant." "Don't worry." "He'll be here in a minute." "Will you stop eating?" "Your best friend is missing." "Turn around, you lunatic." "He's covered in blood again." "Why is it he's always covered in blood?" "Looks like it's his own, this time." "Where've you been?" "What happened to your face?" "Later." "What'd I miss?" "The sorting hat says we ought to be brave and strong in these troubled times." "Easy for it to say, eh?" "It's a hat." "Very best of evenings to you all." "Thanks." "First of, let me introduce, the newest member of our staff." "Horace Slughorn." "Professor Slughorn, I'm happy to say, has agreed to resume his old post as potion's master." "Meanwhile, the post of defense against the dark arts will be taken by Professor Snape." "As you know," "Each and every one of you were searched upon your arrival here tonight." "And you have the right to know why." "Once, there was a young man." "Like you, sat in this very hall." "Walked this castle's corridors." "Slept under its roof." "He seemed to all the world, a student like any other." "His name:" "Tom Riddle." "Today, of course, he's known all over the world by another name." "Which is why as I stand looking out upon you all tonight..." "I am reminded of a sobering fact." "Every day, every hour, this very minute,perhaps." "Dark forces attempt to penetrate this castle's walls." "But in the end..." "The greatest weapon is you." "Just something to think about." "Now off to bed, pip pip." "That was cheerful." "History of Magic is upstairs, ladies, not down." "Mr. Davis." "Mr. Davis, that is the girls lavatory." "Potter." "Oh, this can't be good." "Enjoying ourselves, are we?" "I had free period this morning, Professor." "So I noticed." "I would think you would want to fill it with potions." "Or is it no longer your ambition to become an auror?" "It was." "But I was told I had to get an outstanding in my O.W.L." "So you did." "When Professor Snape was teaching potions." "However, Professor Slughorn is perfectly happy to accept N.E.W.T. students, with exceeds expectations." "Brilliant, um..." "Well, I'll head there straight away." "Good." "Good." "Potter, take Weasley with you." "He looks far too happy over there." "I don't want to take Potions." "There's Quidditch trials coming up, I need to practice." "Attention to detail in the preparation is the prerequisite of all plan." "Ahh!" "Harry, my boy, I've been beginning to worry." "You brought someone with us, I see." "Ron Weasley, Sir." "But I'm dead awful at Potions." "A menace, actually so." "I'll probably just go." "Nonsense, we'll sort you out." "Any friend of Harry's is a friend of mine." "Get your books out." "I'm sorry Sir." "I haven't actually got my book yet and nor does Ron." "Not to worry, get what you want from the cupboard." "Now as I was saying, I prepared some concoctions this morning." "Any ideas what these might be?" "Yes, Miss...?" "Granger, Sir." "That one there is Veritaserum." "It's a truth telling serum." "And that one..." "It's terribly tricky to make." "This is Amortentia." "The most powerful love potion in the world." "It's rumored to smell differently to each person, according to what attracts them." "For example, I smell..." "Freshly mowned grass, and new parchment and..." "Spearmint toothpaste." "Now Amortentia doesn't create actual love, that would be impossible." "but it does cause powerful infatuation or obsession." "And for that reason, it's probably the most dangerous potion in this room." "Sir, you haven't told what's in that one." "Ah!" "yes." "What you see before you, ladies and gentlemen, is a curious little potion known as Felix Felicis." "But it is more commonly referred to as..." "Liquid Luck." "Yes, Miss Granger." "Liquid Luck." "Desperately tricky to make, disastrous should you get it wrong." "One sip and you'll find that all of your endeavors succeed." "Atleast until the effects wear off." "So, this is what I offer each of you today." "One tiny vial of Liquid Luck, for the student who in the hour that remains, manages to brew an acceptable Draught of Living Death." "Recipes for which can be found on page 10 of your books." "Should one doubt however, Only once did a student managed to brew a potion of sufficient quality, to claim this prize." "Nevertheless, good luck to you all." "Let the brewing commence." "Advanced Potion Making." "This book is the property of The Half Blood Prince." "Cut up one Sopophorus bean " "Crush with blade, releases juice better." "How'd you do that?" "You crush it, don't cut it." "No." "The instructions specifically says you cut." "No, really." "ONLY the juice of 13 beans are used." "Merlin's beard." "It is perfect." "So perfect I'd just say one drop would kill us all!" "So here we are then, as promised." "One vial of Felix Felicis." "Congratulations!" "Use it well." "Ah Harry, you got my message." "Come in." "How are you?" "I'm fine, Sir." "Enjoying your classes?" "I know Professor Slughorn is most impressed with you." "I think he over estimates my abilities, Sir." "Do you?" "Definitely." "What about your activities outside the classroom?" "Sir?" "Well, I notice you spend a great deal of time with Miss Granger." "I can't help wondering if..." "Oh, no, no..." "I mean..." "She's brilliant and we're friends." "But, no." "Forgive me." "I was merely being curious." "But enough chit-chat." "You must be wondering why I summoned you here tonight." "The answer lies here." "What you're looking at are memories." "In this case, pertaining to one individual." "Voldemort." "Or as he was known then:" "Tom Riddle." "This vial contains the most particular memory of the day I first met him." "I'd like you to see it." "If you want." "I must admit to some confusion upon receiving your letter Mr. Dumbledore." "In all the years Tom's been here, he's never once had a family visitor." "There have been incidents with the other children." "Nasty things." "Tom, you have a visitor." "How'd you do, Tom?" "Don't!" "You're the doctor, aren't you?" "No." "I am a professor." "I don't believe you." "She wants me looked up." "They think I'm different." "Or perhaps they're right." "I'm not mad." "Hogwarts is not a place for mad people." "Hogwarts is a school." "A school of magic." "You can do things, can't you, Tom?" "Things other children can't." "I can make things move, without touching them." "I can make animals do what I want, without training them." "I can make bad things happen to people who are mean to me." "I can make them hurt." "If I want." "Who are you?" "Well, I'm like you, Tom." "I am different." "Prove it." "I think there's something in your wardrobe trying to get out, Tom." "Thievery is not tolerated at Hogwarts, Tom." "At Hogwarts you'll be taught not only how to use magic, but how to control it." "Do you understand me?" "I can speak to snakes too." "They find me." "Whisper things." "Is that normal for someone like me?" "Did you know, Sir?" "Then?" "Did I know, I just met the most dangerous dark wizard of all time?" "No." "If I had, I..." "Over time, while here at Hogwarts Tom Riddle grew close to one particular teacher." "Can you guess who that teacher might be?" "You din't bring Professor Slughorn back in here to teach potions, did you, Sir?" "No, I did not." "You see, Professor Slughorn possess something I desire very dearly." "He will not give it up easily." "You said Professor Slughorn would try to collect me." "I did." "Do you want me to let him?" "Yes." "Okay." "So this morning I'm gonna be putting you all through a few drills, just to assess your strengths." "Quiet, please." "Shut it!" "Thanks." "Alright." "Now then, remember just because you made the team last year does not guarntee you a spot this year." "Is that clear?" "Good." "No hard feelings, Weasley, alright?" "Hard feelings?" "Yeah, I'll be going after keeper as well." "It's nothing personal." "Really?" "Such a big guy like you?" "You've got a bit more of beater's build, don't you think?" "Keeper's needs to be quick, agile." "I like my chances." "Say, um, think you could introduce me to your friend Granger?" "Wouldn't mind, eh, getting on a first name basis." "Know what I mean?" "Go, Weasley!" "Come on." "Go, Cormac!" "Come on, Ron!" "Come on, Ron!" "Come on, Ron." "Confundus!" "He's brilliant." "Have to admit, I thought i was gonna miss that last one." "I hope Cormac's not taking it too hard." "He's got a bit of a thing for you, Hermione, Cormac." "He's vile." "Have you ever heard of this spell, Sectumsempra?" "No, I haven't." "If you had a shred of self respect, you'd turn that book in." "Not bloodly likely." "He's top of the class." "He's even better than you, Hermione." "Slughorn thinks he's a genius." "What?" "I'd like to know whose that book was." "Let's have a look, shall we?" "No." "Why not?" "The binding is fragile." "The binding is fragile?" "Yeah." "Who's the Half Blood Prince?" "Who?" "That's what it says right here." "This book is property of the Half Blood Prince." "For weeks, you carry around this book." "Practically, sleep with it." "And yet you have no desire to find out who the Half Blood Prince is?" "I didn't say I wasn't curious." "And I don't sleep on it." "Well it's true." "When I got a nice chat before I go to bed?" "All you do is that bloodly book." "Sloppy with Hermione." "Well I was curious, So I went to the..." "The library." "The library." "And?" "And nothing." "I couldn't find a reference anywhere to a Half Blood Prince." "There we go." "That settles it then." "Yeah..." "Hoping to find you in the Three Broomsticks." "Ah, no." "Emergency choir practice, I'm afraid, Horace." "Does anyone fancy a butterbeer?" "A chum of mine was sledging down Clagsby Hill." "We had a very long, home-made Norwegian style sledge." "We hurtled down, we hit..." "Ron, sit beside me." "Okay." "Something to drink?" "Three butterbeers and some ginger in mine please." "Oh, bloodly hell." "Sickening." "Honestly Ron, they're only holding hands." "And snoging." "I'd like to leave." "What?" "You can't be serious?" "That happens to be my sister." "So?" "What if she looked at me and saw you snoging me?" "Would you expect her to get up and leave?" "Harry!" "My boy." "It's so wonderful to see you." "And you, and you." "So what brings you here?" "Oh, Three Broomsticks and I go way back." "Further than I care to admit." "I could remember when it was One Broomstick." "All hands on deck, Granger." "Listen my boy." "In the old days, I used to serve together the occasion of supper parties." "For a select student or two." "Would you be game?" "I consider it an honour, Sir." "You'll be welcome too, Granger." "I'd be delighted, Sir." "Splendid." "Look for my owl." "Good to see you, Wallenby." "What you playing at?" "Dumbledore's asked me to get to know him." "Get to know him?" "I don't know." "It must be important." "If it wasn't, Dumbledore wouldn't ask." "Got a little bit..." "Katie, we don't know what it could be." "Harry, a word." "Did you hear what she was saying back in the pub, about me and her snoging?" "I see." "I warned her." "I warned her not to touch it." "Don't get any closer." "Get back all of you." "Oh no, no, no." "Do not touch that, except for the wrappings." "Do you understand?" "You sure Katie did not have this in her possesion, when she entered the Three Broomsticks?" "It's like I said." "She left to go to the loo and when she came back, she had the package." "She said it was important that she delivery it." "Did she say to whom?" "To Professor Dumbledore." "Very well." "Thank you, Leanne." "You may go." "Why is it when something happens it is always you three?" "Believe me, Professor, I've been asking myself the same question for 6 years." "Oh, Severus." "What do you think?" "I think Miss Bell, is lucky to be alive." "She was cursed, wasn't she?" "I know Katie off the Quidditch pitch she wouldn't hurt a fly." "If she was delivering that to Professor Dumbledore, she wasn't doing it knowingly." "Yes, she was cursed." "It was Malfoy." "That is a very serious accusation, Potter." "Indeed." "Your evidence?" "I just know." "You just... know." "Once again, you astonish me with your gifts, Potter." "Gifts mere mortals can only dream of possessing." "How grand it must be, to be the Chosen One." "I suggest you go back to your dormitories." "All of you." "What do you suppose Dean sees in her" " Ginny?" "And what does she see in him?" "Dean!" "He's brilliant." "You called him slick git not five hours ago." "Yeah, well, he was running his hands all over my sister?" "Wasn't he?" "Something snaps." "You got to hate him, you know?" "On principle." "I suppose." "So what is it he sees in her?" "I don't know." "She's smart funny, attractive." "Attractive?" "You know, she's got nice skin." "Skin?" "You're saying Dean is dating my sister because of her skin?" "For bio..." "I mean, i'm just saying it could be a contributing factor." "Hermione's got nice skin." "Wouldn't you say?" "As skin goes I mean." "I've never really thought about it." "But, I suppose, Yeah." "Very nice." "I think I'll be going to sleep now." "Right." "So tell me, Cormac, do you see anything of your uncle Tiberius, these days?" "Yes, Sir." "In fact, I'm meant to go hunting with him in the Ministry of Magic over the holidays." "Oh, Well." "Be sure to give them both my best." "What about your Uncle, Belby?" "For those of you who don't know, Marcus's uncle invented the Wolfsbane potion." "Is he working on anything new?" "Don't know." "He and my dad don't get along." "Probably cause my dad says potions are rubbish." "His only potion worth having is a stiff one at the end of the day." "And what about you Miss Granger," "What exactly does your family do in the muggle world?" "My parents are dentists." "They tend to people's teeth." "Fascinating." "And is that considered a dangerous profession?" "No." "Although, one boy, Robby Fenwick, did bite my father once." "He needed 10 stitches." "Ah, Miss Weasley." "Come in, come in." "Look at her eyes, they've been fighting again." "Her and Dean." "Sorry, I'm not usually late." "No matter, just in time for dessert." "That is if Belby's left you any." "What?" "Nothing." "Goodbye." "Bye bye." "Potter!" "I'm sorry Sir." "I was just admiring your hourglass." "Oh yes." "Most intriguing object." "The sand runs in accordance with the quality of the conversation." "If it is stimulating, the sand runs slowly." "If it is not..." "I think I'll be going then." "Nonsense." "You have nothing to fear, dear boy." "As for some of your classmates well, let's just say, they are unlikely to make the shelf." "Shelf, Sir?" "Anyone who inspires to be anyone, hopes to end up here." "But then again, you already are someone, aren't you, Harry?" "Did Voldemort ever make the shelf, Sir?" "You knew him, didn't you, Sir?" "Tom Riddle?" "You were his teacher." "Mr. Riddle had a number of teachers, whilst here at Hogwarts." "What was he like?" "I'm sorry, Sir." "Forgive me." "He killed my parents." "Of course." "It's only natural you should want to know more." "But I'm afraid, I must disappoint you, Harry." "When I first met young Mr. Riddle, he was a quiet, albeit brilliant boy, committed to becoming a first-rate wizard." "Not unlike others I've known." "Not unlike yourself, in fact." "If a monster existed, it was buried deep within." "Good luck today, Ron." "I'm counting on you, Ron." "I've 2 games on Gryffindor, yeah?" "Loser!" "What's he wearing?" "So, how was it then?" "How was that?" "Your dinner party." "Pretty boring, actually." "But I think Harry enjoyed dessert." "Slughorn's having christmas duet, you know?" "And we'll have to bring someone." "I expect you'll be bringing McLaggen." "He's in the Slug Club, isn't he?" "Actually, I was going to ask you." "Really?" "Good luck today, Ron." "I know you'll be brilliant." "I'm resigining." "After today's match McLaggen can have my spot." "Have it your way." "Juice?" "Sure." "Hello, everyone." "You look dreadful, Ron." "Is that why you put something in his cup?" "Is it a tonic?" "Liquid Luck." "Don't drink it, Ron." "You could be expelled for that." "I don't know what you're talking about." "Come on Harry, we've got a game to win." "Yes!" "Yes!" "Whoo!" "Weasley!" "Weasley!" "Weasley!" "Yes!" "Weasley!" "Weasley!" "Weasley!" "Whoo!" "Yes!" "Whoo!" "Weasley!" "Weasley!" "Weasley!" "You shouldn't have done it." "I know." "Suppose I could have just used a Confundus charm." "That was different." "That was the tryouts." "This was an actual game." "You didn't put it in." "Ron only thought you did." "Charm spell." "Just practicing." "They're really good." "How does it feel, Harry?" "When you see Dean with Ginny?" "I know." "I see the way you look at her." "You're my best friend." "Oops!" "I think this room's taken." "What's with the birds?" "Oppugno!" "It feels like this." "I can't help it if she's got her knickers in a twist." "What Lav and I have..." "Well let's just say..." "There's no stopping it." "It's chemical." "While it lasts, who knows?" "Point is I'm a free agent." "He's at perfect liberty to kiss whom ever he likes." "I really couldn't care less." "Was I under the impression, he and I would be attending Slughorn's christmas party together?" "Yes." "Now, given the circumstances, I've had to make other arrangements." "Have you?" "Yes." "Why?" "I just thought, seeing as neither of us could go with whoever we'd like to we should go together as friends." "Why didn't I think of that?" "Who are you going with?" "Um." "It's a surprise." "Anyways, it's you we've got to worry about." "You can't just take anyone." "See that girl over there?" "That's Romilda Vane." "Apparently she's trying to smuggle you a love potion." "Really?" "Hey!" "She's only interested in you because she thinks your the Chosen One." "But I am the Chosen One." "Okay, sorry." "Um." "Kidding." "I'll ask someone I like." "Someone cool." "I've never been to this part of the castle." "At least not while awake." "I sleep walk, you see." "That's why I wear shoes to bed." "Harmonia Nectare Passus!" "Harmonia Nectare Passus!" "Harmonia Nectare Passus!" "Drink?" "Neville." "I didn't get into the Slug Club." "It's ok though." "He's got Melvin hanging out towels in the loo." "But I'm fine, mate." "Thanks." "Okay." "Hermione, what are you doing?" "What happened to you?" "No, I've just escaped." "I mean..." "I left Cormac under the mistletoe." "Cormac?" "That's who you invited?" "I thought it would annoy Ron the most." "Thank you very much." "I'm going to catch up with you." "He's got more tentacles than a Snargaluff plant." "Dragon tartar?" "No, I'm fine, thank you." "Just this one." "They give one horribly bad breath." "On second thoughts, might keep Cormac at bay." "Oh God!" "Here he comes." "I think she just went to powder her nose." "She's a little minx, your friend." "Nice to work on at, isn't she?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "What is this I'm eating, by the way?" "Dragon Balls." "You've just bought yourself a month's detention, McLaggen." "Not so quick, Potter." "Sir, I really think I should rejoin the party." "My date.." "Can surely she'll survive your absence for another minute or two." "Besides, I only wish to convey a message." "Message?" "From Professor Dumbledore." "He asked me to give you his best, and he hopes you enjoy your holidays." "You see, he's travelling." "And he won't return until term resumes." "Travelling where?" "Get your hand off me, you filthy Squib." "Professor Slughorn, Sir..." "I just discovered this boy lurking in an upstairs corridor." "He claims to have been invited to your party." "Okay, okay I was gate crashing." "Happy?" "I'll escort him out." "Certainly, Professor." "Alright, everyone carry on, carry on." "Maybe I did hex that Bell girl." "Maybe I didn't." "What do you..." "Swore to protect you." "I made the Unbreakable Vow." "I don't need protection." "I was chosen for this." "Out of all others, me." "I won't fail him." "You're afraid, Draco." "You attempt to conceal it, but its obvious." "Let me assist you." "No." "I was chosen." "This is my moment." "Subs by:" "RedDevilRulez" "Unbreakable Vow?" "Sure that's what Snape said?" "Positive." "Why?" "It's just you can't break an Unbreakable Vow." "I worked that out myself, fairly enough." "I don't understand." "Oh, bloody hell." "I miss you." "Lovely." "All she wants to do, is snog me." "My lips are getting chapped." "Look." "Then I'll take your word for it." "So what happens to you?" "What happens if you break an Unbreakable Vow?" "You die." "Voldemort's choosen Draco Malfoy, for a mission?" "I know it sounds mad." "Has it occured to you, Harry, that Snape was simply pretending to offer Draco help, so he could find out what he was upto?" "Ginny..." "That's not what it sounded like." "Perhaps Harry's right, Remus." "I mean to make an Unbreakable Vow..." "It comes down to whether or not you trust Dumbledore's judgement." "Dumbledore trusts Snape." "Therefore I do." "Dumbledore can make mistakes." "He said so himself." "You are blinded by hatred." "I'm not." "Yes, you are." "People are disappearing, Harry." "Daily." "We can only place our trust in a handful of people." "If we start fighting amongst ourselves, we're doomed." "Ginny." "Open up, you." "Don't you trust me?" "It's good." "Just, uh..." "Pie?" "Not for me, no." "You'll have to forgive Reamus." "It takes it's toll, his condition." "Are you alright, Mr. Weasley?" "We're being followed." "All of us." "Most days, Molly doesn't leave the house." "It's not been easy." "Did you get my owl?" "Yes, I did." "If Dumbledore's travelling, then that's news to the ministry, but perhaps that's the way Dumbledore wants it." "As for Draco Malfoy I know a bit more." "Go on." "I sent an agent to Borgin and Burkes." "I think from what you described What you and Ron saw at the end of the summer," "The object that Draco is so interested in is a Vanishing Cabinet." "A Vanishing Cabinet?" "They were all the rage, when Voldemort first rose to power." "You can see the appeal." "Should the Death Eaters come knocking one simply has to slip inside, and disappear for an hour or two." "It can transport you pratically anywhere." "Tricky contraptions, though." "Very temperamental." "What happened to it?" "The one at Borgin and Burkes?" "Nothing." "It's still there." "It was delicious, Molly." "Really." "Are you sure you won't stay?" "No, we should go." "The first night of the cycle is always the worst." "Reamus?" "Sweetheart?" "Has Ron gone to bed?" "Um, not yet." "No." "Shoelace." "Merry Christmas, Harry." "Merry Christmas." "Harry!" "No!" "Reamus!" "Ginny!" "I killed Sirius Black!" "I killed Sirius Black!" "You coming to get me?" "Get me!" "Harry?" "Stupefy!" "Harry!" "Ginny!" "Molly!" "Ministry disappearances continue." "It's so easy for them to get to you." "You're bloody lucky, you weren't killed." "You have to realize who you are, Harry." "I know who I am, Hermione." "Alright?" "Sorry." "Um, Well." "Of course, I'll wear it." "That's my Won Won." "Excuse me, I have to go vomit." "...always you ruin half the start." "Sir, is it true that Professor Merrythought is retiring?" "Tom, I couldn't tell you if I knew, could I?" "By the way, thank you for the pineapple." "You're quite right." "It is my favorite." "But how did you know?" "Intuition." "Oh gracious!" "Is it that time already?" "Off you go boys." "Or Professor Dippit will have us all in detention." "You look sharp, Tom." "Don't be caught out of bed after hours." "Something on your mind, Tom?" "Yes, Sir." "You see, I couldn't think of anyone else to go to." "The other professors, well, they're not like you." "They might misunderstand." "Go on." "I was in the library, the other night." "In the restricted section." "And I picked something rather odd, about this rare magic." "I thought perhaps, you could illuminate me." "It's called, as I understand it, a Hor....." "I beg your pardon?" "I don't know anything about such things." "And if I did, I wouldn't tell you." "Now get out of here at once." "I don't ever want to hear you mention it again!" "Confused?" "I'd be surprised if you weren't." "I don't understand." "What happened?" "This is perhaps the most important memory I've collected." "It is also a lie." "This memory's been tampered with." "By the same person whose memory it is." "Our old friend, Professor Slughorn." "Why would he tamper with his own memory?" "I suspect he's ashamed of it." "Why?" "Why, indeed." "I've asked you to get to know Professor Sloghorn, and you have done so." "Now I want you to persuade him, to divulge his true memory." "Any way you can." "I don't know him that well, Sir." "This memory is everything." "Without it we are blind." "Without it, we leave the fate of our world to chance." "You have no choice." "You must not fail." "I highly recommend, reacquaint yourself of the chapter on antidotes." "I'll tell more about Bezoars in our next class." "Right, off you go." "Elise, don't forget your rat tail." "Aha!" "If it isn't the Prince of Potions himself." "What do I owe this pleasure?" "Oh, Sir, I wondered if I might ask you something." "Ask me, dear boy, ask away." "You see, the other day, I was in the library, in the restricted section." "And I came across something rather odd, about a very rare piece of magic." "Yes?" "What was this rare piece of magic?" "Well, I don't know." "I can't remember the name, exactly." "But it just got me wondering." "Are there some kinds of magic, you're not allowed to teach us?" "I'm a potions master, Harry." "I think your questions better be posed to Prof. Snape." "Yes." "Um, He and I don't exactly see eye to eye, Sir." "What I mean to say is He's not like you." "He might misunderstand." "Yes." "There can be no light without the dark." "And so it is with magic." "Myself, I always strive to live within the light." "I suggest you do the same." "Is that what you told Tom Riddle, Sir, when he came asking questions?" "Dumbledore put you upto this, didn't he?" "Didn't he?" "Yes?" "Oh, it's you Potter." "I..." "I'm Sorry, I'm busy at work." "It's beautiful, isn't it?" "The moon." "Divine." "Had ourselves a little late night snack, did we?" "It was on your bed, the box." "I just thought I'd try one." "Or twenty?" "I can't stop thinking about her, Harry." "Honestly, you know, I reckon she was starting to annoy you." "She'd never annoy me." "I think I love her." "Well, brilliant." "Think she knows I exist?" "I very well hope so." "She's been snoging you for 3 months." "Snoging?" "Who are you talking about?" "Who are you talking about?" "Romilda, of course." "Romilda Vane." "Okay, very funny." "What's that for?" "It's no joke." "I'm in love with her." "Alright." "Fine." "You're in love with her." "Have you ever actually met her?" "No." "Can you introduce me?" "Come on Ron." "I'm going to introduce you to Romilda Vane." "Dear Harry." "Thinking of you, Romilda." "I'm sorry Sir." "I wouldn't bother you, if it wasn't absolutely essential." "Where's Romilda?" "What's the matter with Wemby?" "Very powerful love potion." "Very well." "Better bring him in." "I thought you could whip up a remedy for this in no time, Harry." "Well, I thought this called for more practiced hands, Sir." "Hello darling." "Fancy a drink?" "Perhaps you're right." "I'm sorry, by the way, Professor, about earlier today." "Our misunderstanding." "No, not at all." "All water under the bridge, you know." "Correct?" "I expect you're tired of it, after all these years." "All the questions about Voldemort." "Don't use that name." "Here you go boy." "Bottoms up." "What's this?" "Tonic for the nerves." "What happened to me?" "Love potion." "A bloody strong one at that." "I feel really bad." "You need a pick-me-up, my boy." "Got butterbeer, wine, dazzling oak matured mead." "I had other intentions for this, but I think, given the circumstances." "Here you go, Potter." "To Life!" "Ron!" "Ron!" "Professor, do something." "I..." "I don't understand." "Bezoar." "Come on, Ron, breathe." "These girls, they're gonna kill me." "Quick thinking on your part, Harry, using Bezoar." "You ought to be very proud of your student, Horace." "Ah yes." "Very proud." "I think we agree Potter's actions were heroic." "The question is Why were they necessary?" "Why, indeed." "This appears to be a gift, Horace." "Couldn't you remember who gave you this bottle?" "By the way, it possess remarkably subtle hints of liquorice and sherry." "While not polluted with poison." "Actually I had intended to give it as a gift myself." "To whom, I might ask?" "To you, Headmaster." "How is he?" "How is my Won Won?" "Has he been asking for me?" "What's she doing here?" "I'd ask you the same question." "I happen to be his girlfriend." "I happen to be his... friend." "Don't make me laugh." "You haven't spoken in weeks." "I suppose you'd want to make up with him, now that he is suddenly all interesting." "He's been poisoned, you daft bimbo." "And for the record, I've always found him interesting." "Ah, see." "He senses my presence." "Don't worry, Won Won." "I'm here." "I'm here." "Her....." "Her..mio..ne." "Her..mione." "Hermione." "Oh to be young and to feel love's keen sting." "Oh, come away everybody." "Mr. Weasley's well tended." "About time." "Don't you think?" "Thank you." "Oh, shut up." "Stop it, Ron." "You're making it snow." "Tell me, how I broke up with Lavender, again?" "Um." "Well, she came to visit you in the hospital." "And you talked." "I don't believe it was a particularly long conversation" "Don't get me wrong." "I'm bloody thrilled to be short of her's." "She seems a bit put out." "Yes, um..." "She does, isn't she?" "You say, you don't remember anything from that night?" "Anything at all?" "There is something." "But it can't be." "I was completely boggled, didn't I?" "Yeah, boggled." "Sectumsempra " " For Enemies." "Harry, that's Katie." "Katie Bell." "Katie, how are you?" "I know you're going to ask, Harry." "It's just I don't know who cursed me." "I've been trying to remember." "Honestly." "But I just can't." "Katie." "I know what you did, Malfoy." "You hexed her, didn't you?" "Sectumsempra!" "Vulmera cemento!" "Vulmera cemento!" "Vulmera cemento!" "We have to get rid of it." "Today." "Take my hand." "It's the Room of Requirement." "We need to hide the Half Blood Prince's book." "Where no one will ever find it." "Including you." "What was that?" "What was that?" "See." "You'll never know what you find up here." "All right, close your eyes." "That way you can't be tempted." "Close your eyes." "I can stay hidden up here too, if you like." "So, did you and Ginny do it then?" "What?" "You know, hide the book?" "Oh, yeah." "Ah, yeah, yes." "Still no luck with Slughorn then, I take it?" "Luck." "That's it." "All I need is a bit of luck." "Well?" "How do you feel?" "Excellent." "Really excellent." "Remember." "Slughorn usually eats early, takes a walk and then returns to his office." "Right." "I'm going down to Hagrid's." "What?" "No." "Harry, you've got to go and speak to Slughorn." "We have a plan." "I know, but I've got a really good feeling about Hagrid's." "I feel it's the place to be tonight." "Do you know what I mean?" "No." "No." "But, Trust me." "I know what I'm doing or Felix does." "Hi!" "Merlin's beard, Harry." "Sorry,Sir." "I should have announced myself, tell you before I coughed." "You probably feared I was Professor Sprout?" "Yes, I did actually." "But, what makes you think?" "Well, it's the general behaviour, Sir." "Sneaking around." "Jumping when you saw me." "Are those Tentacularies, Sir?" "They are very valuable, aren't they?" "Ten galleons a leaf to the right buyer." "Not that I'm familar with any such back alley transactions." "But one does hear rumours." "My own interests are purely academic, of course." "I mean, personally, these plants always kinda freak me out." "Um." "Exactly how did you get out of the castle, Harry?" "Through the front door, Sir." "I'm off to Hagrid's, you see." "He's a very dear friend and I just fancy paying him a visit." "So if you don't mind, I will be going now." "Harry!" "Sir!" "It's nearly nightfall." "Surely you realize, I can't allow you to go roaming the grounds by yourself." "Well then by all means, come along, Sir." "Harry, I must insist you accompany me back to the castle immediatedly." "That would be counter productive, Sir." "And what makes you say that?" "No idea." "Horace." "Merlin's beard!" "Is that an actual Acromantula?" "A dead one, I think, Sir." "Oh god." "Dear fellow, how ever did you manage to kill it?" "Kill it?" "My oldest friend, he was." "I'm so sorry, I didn't..." "Don't worry yourself." "You're not alone." "Seriously misunderstood creatures, spiders are." "It's the eyes, I reckon." "They unnerve some folk." "Not to mention, pincers." "I reckon that too." "Hagrid, The last thing I wish to be is indelicate." "But Acromantula venom is uncommonly rare." "Would you allow me to extract a vial or two?" "Purely for academic purposes, you understand?" "Well, I don't suppose it's going to do him much good now, is it?" "My thoughts, exactly." "I have a ampoule or two, about my person for such occasions as this." "Old... potion master's habit, you know." "Wish you could have seen him in his prime." "Magnificent, he was." "Just magnificent." "Would you like me to say a few words?" "Yes." "Had a family, I trust?" "Oh yeah." "Farewell..." "Aragog." "Farewell, Aragog." "King of the Arachnids." "Your body will decay..." "But your spirit lingers on and your human friends, find solace for the loss they have sustained." "# Laid to rest #" "# And his wand, snapped in two, #" "# Which was sad #" "I had him from an egg, you know." "Tiny little thing he was, when he hatched." "No bigger than a Pekinese." "A Pekinese, Mind you." "How sweet." "I've always had a fish." "Francis." "He was very dear to me." "One afternoon I came downstairs, and... it vanished." "Poof." "That's very odd, isn't it?" "Yes, isn't it?" "But that's life." "I suppose you go along and then suddenly..." "Poof." "Poof." "Poof." "It was a student who gave me Francis." "One spring afternoon, I discovered the bowl on my desk." "With just a few inches of clear water in it." "And floating on the surface, was a flower petal." "As I watched, it sank." "Just before it reached the bottom, it transformed into a wee fish." "It was beautiful magic." "Wondrous to behold." "The flower petal had come from a Lily." "Your mother." "The day I came downstairs, The day bowl was empty," "Was the day your mother..." "I know why you're here." "But I can't help you." "It would ruin me." "Do you know why I survived, Professor?" "The night I got this?" "Because of her." "Because she sacrificed herself." "Because she refused to step aside." "Because her love was more powerful than Voldemort." "Don't say his name." "I'm not afraid of the name, Professor." "I'm going to tell you something." "Something others have only guessed at." "It's true." "I am the Chosen One." "Only I can destroy him." "But in order to do so, I need to know..." "What Tom Riddle asked you all those years ago, in your office..." "And I need to know what you told him." "Be brave, Professor." "Be brave like my mother." "Otherwise, you disgrace her." "Otherwise, she died for nothing." "Otherwise, the bowl will remain empty." "Forever." "Please don't think badly of me when you see it." "You have no idea what he was like even then." "I was in the library, the other night." "In the restricted section." "And I read something rather odd, about this rare magic." "It's called, as I understand it," "A Horcrux." "I beg your pardon?" "Horcrux." "I came across the term while reading." "And I didn't fully understand it." "I'm not sure what you're reading, Tom." "But this is very dark stuff." "Very dark indeed." "Which is..." "why I came to you." "A horcrux is an object, in which a person has concealed part of thier soul." "But I don't understand how that works,Sir." "One splits one's soul and hides part of it in an object." "By doing so, you are protected." "Should you be attacked and your body destroyed." "Protected?" "The part of your soul which is hidden, lives on." "In other words, you can not die." "And how does one split his soul, Sir?" "I think you already know the answer to that, Tom." "Murder." "Yes." "Killing rips the soul apart." "It's a violation against nature." "Can you only split the soul once?" "For instance, six or seven?" "Seven?" "Merlin's beard, Tom." "Isn't it bad enough, to consider killing one person?" "To rip the soul into seven pieces..." "This is all hypothetical, isn't it, Tom?" "All academic?" "Of course, Sir." "It'll be our little secret." "Sir!" "This is beyond anything I imagined." "You mean to say, he succeeded, Sir?" "In making the Horcrux?" "Oh yes." "He succeeded alright." "And not just once." "What are they exactly?" "Could be anything." "Most common place of objects." "A ring, for example, or a book." "Tom Riddle's diary." "It's a Horcrux, yes." "Four years ago, when you saved Ginny Weasley's life, in the Chamber of Secrets, you brought me this." "I knew then this was a different kind of magic." "Very dark." "Very powerful." "But until tonight, I had no idea just how powerful." "And the ring?" "Belonged to Voldemort's mother." "Difficult to find." "Even more difficult to destroy." "But if you could find them all?" "If you did destroy each Horcrux?" "One destroys Voldemort." "How would you find them?" "They could be hidden anywhere, can't they?" "True." "But magic, especially dark magic..." "Leaves traces." "It's where you've been going." "Isn't it, Sir?" "When you leave the school." "Yes." "And I think perhaps, I may have found another." "But this time I can not hope to destroy it alone." "Once again." "I must ask too much of you, Harry." "Have you ever considered that you ask too much." "That you take too much for granted." "Has it ever crossed your brilliant mind that I don't want to do this, anymore?" "Whether it has or hasn't is irrelevant." "I will not negotiate with you, Severus." "You agreed." "Nothing more to discuss." "Ah Harry." "You need a shave, my friend." "You know at times, I forget how much you've grown." "At times, I still see the small boy from the cupboard." "Forgive my mawkishness, Harry." "I am an old man." "You still look the same to me, Sir." "Just like your mother." "You're unfailingly kind." "A trait people never fail to undervalue, I'm afraid." "The place to which we journey tonight, is extremely dangerous." "I promised you could accompany me." "And I stand by that promise." "But there is one condition." "You must obey every command I give you, without question." "Yes Sir." "You do understand what I'm saying?" "Should I tell you to hide, you hide." "Should I tell you to run, you run." "Should I tell you to abandon me and save yourself, you must do so." "Your word, Harry." "My word." "Take my arm." "Sir, I thought you couldn't apparate within Hogwarts." "Well, being me has its privileges." "This is the place." "Oh, yes." "This place has known magic." "Sir." "In order to gain passage, payment must be made." "Payment intented to weaken any intruder." "You should have let me, sir." "Oh no, Harry." "Your blood's much more precious than mine." "Voldemort would not have made it easy to discover it's hiding place." "He would put certain defences in position." "Careful." "There it is." "The only question is how do we get there." "If you would, Harry." "Do you think the Horcrux's in there, Sir?" "Oh, yes." "It has to be drunk." "All of it has to be drunk." "You remember the conditions on which I brought you with me?" "This potion might paralyse me." "I'd may forget why I'm here." "Or cause me so much pain that I beg for relief." "You are not to indulge these requests." "It's your job, Harry, to make sure I keep drinking this potion." "Even if you have to force it down my throat." "Understood?" "Why can't I drink it, Sir?" "Because, I'm much older, much cleverer and much less valuable." "Your good health, Harry." "Professor." "Professor." "Professor." "Can you hear me?" "Professor." "You have to keep drinking." "Like you said, remember?" "Stop." "I will stop." "I will stop." "But only, only if you keep drinking." "Please don't make me." "I'm sorry, Sir." "Kill me!" "No." "This is my fault." "All my fault." "Just one more, Sir." "One more and I promise." "I promise that I'll do what you say." "I promise." "Please." "Harry." "Water." "Water." "Water." "You did it, Sir." "Look." "Harry." "Water." "Aguamenti!" "Water." "Lumos!" "Lumos Maxima!" "Stupefy!" "Stupefy!" "Sectumsempra!" "Harry." "Incarcerous!" "Harry." "Partis Temporus!" "Go to your houses." "No toddling." "We need to get you to the hospital wing, Sir." "To madam Pomfrey." "No." "Severus." "Severus is who I need." "Wake him." "Tell him what happened." "Speak to no one else." "Severus, Harry." "Hide yourself below, Harry." "Don't speak or be seen by anybody, without my permission." "Whatever happens, it's imperative that you stay below." "Harry, do as I say." "Trust me." "Trust me." "Good evening, Draco." "What brings you here, on this fine spring evening?" "Who else is here?" "I heard you talking." "I often talk aloud to myself." "I find it extraordinarily useful." "Have you always been to yourself, Draco?" "Draco, you are no assassin." "How do you know what I am?" "I've done things that'll shock you." "Oh, like cursing Katie Bell and hoping that in return she would bear a cursed necklace to me?" "Like with replacing a bottle of mead, with one laced with poison." "Forgive me Draco." "I can not help feel these actions are so weak that your... heart can't really have been in." "He trusts me." "I was chosen." "I shall make it easier for you." "Expelliarmus!" "Very good." "Very good." "You're not alone." "There are others." "How?" "The Vanishing Cabinet in the Room of Requirement." "I've been mending it." "Let me guess." "It has a sister." "A twin." "In Borgin and Burkes." "They form a passage." "Ingenious." "Draco, years ago, I knew a boy who made all the wrong choices." "Please let me help you." "I don't want your help." "Don't you understand?" "I have to do this." "I have to kill you." "Or he's going to kill me." "Oh!" "Look what we have here." "Well done, Draco." "Good evening, Bellatrix." "I think introductions are in order." "Don't you?" "Love to, Albus." "But I'm afraid we're on a bit of tight schedule." "Do it." "He doesn't have the stomach." "Just like his father." "Let me finish it my own way." "No!" "The Dark Lord was clear the boy has to do it." "It is your moment." "Do it." "Go on, Draco." "Now!" "No." "Severus." "Please." "Avada kedavra!" "Hagrid!" "Snape." "He trusted you." "Go on." "Incarcerous!" "Fight back." "You coward." "Fight back." "No." "He belongs to the Dark Lord." "Sectumsempra!" "You dare use my own spells against me, Potter?" "Yes." "I am the Half Blood Prince." "Potter." "In light of what has happened." "If you should have the need to talk to someone." "You should know..." "Professor Dumbledore..." "You meant a great deal to him." "Do you think he would have done it?" "Draco?" "No." "No, he was lowering his wand." "In the end, it was Snape." "It was always Snape." "I did nothing." "It was fake." "Open it." "To the Dark Lord." "I know I'll be dead long before you read this." "But I want you to know that, it was I who discovered your secret." "I've stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can." "I face death, in the hope that when you meet your match," "You'll be mortal once more." "R.A.B." "R.A.B?" "Don't know." "But whoever they are, the have the real Horcrux." "It means it was all a waste." "All of it." "Ron's ok with it, you know." "You and Ginny." "If I were you, when he's around, I'd keep snoging to a minimum." "I'm not coming back, Hermione." "I've got to finish whatever Dumbledore started." "And I don't know where it will lead me." "But I'll let you and Ron know where I am." "When I can." "I've always admired your courage, Harry." "But sometimes you can be very thick." "Do you really think you're going to be able to find all these Horcruxes by yourself, do you?" "You need us, Harry." "I never realized how beautiful this place was."