For the rest of the week's Potions lessons, Harry continued to follow the Half-Blood Prince's instructions wherever they deviated from Libatius Borage's, with the result that by their fourth lesson Slughorn was raving about Harry's abilities, saying that he had rarely taught anyone so talented. Y/n did not particularly care but neither Ron nor Hermione was delighted by this. Although Harry had offered to share his book with both of them, Ron had more difficulty deciphering the handwriting than Harry did, and could not keep asking Harry to read aloud or it might look suspicious. Hermione, meanwhile, was resolutely plowing on with what she called the "official" instructions, but becoming increasingly bad-tempered as they yielded poorer results than the Prince's. Y/n had borrowed the book a few times to compare results but the look of annoyance on Hermione's face whenever he did told Harry it was best for Y/n if he did not share it again.
Harry wondered vaguely who the Half-Blood Prince had been. Although the amount of homework they had been given prevented him from reading the whole of his copy of Advanced Potion-Making, he had skimmed through it sufficiently to see that there was barely a page on which the Prince had not made additional notes, not all of them concerned with potion-making. Here and there were directions for what looked like spells that the Prince had made up himself.
"Or herself." said Hermione irritably, overhearing Harry pointing some of these out to Y/n in the common room on Saturday evening. "It might have been a girl. I think the handwriting looks more like a girl's than a boy's."
"The Half-Blood Prince, he was called." Harry said. "How many girls have been princes?"
Hermione seemed to have no answer to this. She merely scowled and twitched her essay on 'The Principles of Rematerialization' away from Ron, who was trying to read it upside down.
Y/n however had been intrigued by the spells written in the book.
Harry looked at his watch and hurriedly put the old copy of Advanced Potion-Making back into his bag. "It's five to eight, I'd better go, I'll be late for Dumbledore."
"Ooooh!" gasped Hermione, looking up at once. "Good luck! We'll wait up, we want to hear what he teaches you!"
"Hope it goes okay." said Ron,
"Harry." Y/n getting up at the same time as him. "Might I ask to borrow your cloak this evening?"
"My cloak?" Harry asked confused.
"Yes. Just for this evening. I will hand it back to you once I am finished." Y/n told him.
"Alright, but I do need it back quickly. Dumbledore wants me to keep it on me at all times." Harry said taking the cloak out of his bag and handing it to Y/n.
"Y/n what are you sneaking out for?" Hermione asked him as she lowered her quill.
"I am going for a walk, Do not wait up for me." Y/n said back to her as he turned and left with Harry disappearing under the cloak.
"What do you think Y/n's wanting Harry's cloak for?" Ron asked Hermione curiously.
"I don't know Ron...but I don't like it. Y/n's never kept something like this from me before."
"Share everything to each other do you?" Ron said a little annoyed.
"Oh Stop it Ron." Hermione said seriously. "Ever since his grandmother died he's been closing himself from me slowly. I want to help him but he won't talk to me about what happened. In fact he won't talk to anyone about it. Even if it's not me, I just want him to talk to someone about what happened so that he can start to heal. I am doing my best but I am constantly worried about him..."
YOU ARE READING
Grindelwald's Burden (Books 1-7)
FanfictionY/n Grindelwald is boy born into a powerful but feared wizarding family. At the age of 11 he has received his invitation to learn magic at the famous Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What awaits this boy in his seven school years? Uncerem...
