A Harry Potter Fanfiction~Falling For The Boy Who Lived.

Chapter Twenty-Two~Liquid Luck And Horcruxes.

"Hey guys! You know about Slughorn, I thought about drinking liquid luck, he surely won't refuse to give me the memory then!" Harry exclaimed excitedly one late afternoon. We agreed and witnessed him taking it, which was actually hilarious. He was very hyper and greeted first years with pure excitement, scaring them. We waited hours for him. When he arrived back, he was really pleased. "Well? How did it go? Did you get that important memory then?" Ron wondered. Harry beamed at us. "I did it!" He replied proudly. We clapped him and I gave him a well deserved high five, and kiss. "How?" Hermione questioned out of curiosity. Harry held my hand in his and he started to tell us. "Walked to Hagrid's with him to Aragog's funeral, they drank, a lot. Slughorn spoke highly of my mother, I told him about her bravery helping me survive against Voldemort, I told him that he needed to be brave like her, so he gave me the memory." He informed us. We looked impressed. "And then?" I inquired. Harry turned serious.

"I went to Dumbledore. We explored the memory of Slughorn and Tom Riddle. Tom asked about Horcruxes. Slughorn explained how they are dark objects in which you conceal a part of your soul by murder. Tom planned on creating seven." Harry explained. We all looked very horrified with shock. "And did he? Did he succeed in making seven horcruxes?" Hermione asked. Harry nodded. "Yes. Two have already been destroyed. Dumbledore destroyed his mother's ring, that's why his hand is black, the ring has cursed his hand very badly, and well the other was-" Harry started until I interrupted with "His diary. I remember telling me how his soul was concealed inside of it." Harry nodded. We were all shocked. "So, if they were all destroyed, Voldemort will be mortal?" Ron said. "Yes. Dumbledore thinks he knows where another is. I'm going with him tomorrow." He answered. Although it was daunting, it was also exciting. We all said goodbye to Harry the next evening. "Be careful, I love you." I whispered. Harry kissed me softly and nodded, caressing my cheek with his right hand. "I love you too." He replied before going up to Dumbledore's office.