After they leave, I think about the war. Potter won. Good won. But many lost their lives and I am presently considered to be one of them. I sigh and tiptoe to Dumbledore's office. The stairs creak under my feet and portraits on the walls, which survived, stare at me as if I just came out of a mental hospital.
"He should be dead, shouldn't he?" whispered a portrait. Two others nodded, meaningfully. I ignore them and move ahead. I reach the gargoyle which has been totally broken, but the lift works. I enter, without giving a password.
I get into the place. It is quite the same as before, except for a few things here and there, probably done by Granger, while searching for the time tuner. I notice Dumbledore's portrait. Appears to be asleep.
The time turner, I remember. I try to open a closet in which I'm sure to find what I am looking for. Just then, I hear a deep, familiar voice....... and turn around.
"Searching something, Severus?"
"Yes, and I suppose you know exactly what." I say "You knew that Granger wouldn't find it."
"Of Course, I did. So, I asked her to resurrect you."
"Resurrect, huh? Nice words." I say with a hint of sarcasm.
"Why don't you take it first. Then I'll teach you how to use it."
"I know how to use a time turner Professor."
"Sure you do" he chuckles.
I snort, louder than required. I, once again try to open the closet. It's locked. I draw out my wand. Alhoramora , I say. The knob, sort of, twists and the closet opens. A bowl, full of lemon drops appears. "Lemon drops, really Dumbledore? says a nosy portrait. The others just stare in amusement.
"Now what's this?" I inquire.
"It needs a password." says Dumbledore.
"Ok, so what is it?"
"Even I don't know. Just kidding." he adds on looking at my dry expression. " The password is what you are."
" Not another riddle, please." It escapes from my mouth like an order, not a request.
"Oh, I just told you. Now don't tell me that I have to explain it to you like a teacher to first year."
Just then four words sprout in my head. "The Half-Blood Prince?" I say aloud.
"Gotcha" said a portrait. I grin triumphantly and turn around. I scoop up a lemon drop and toss it into my mouth.
"Now, say the password." says Dumbledore.
I say it. The lemon drops actually 'drop' out until all of them disappear.
In the bowl, now lies a small glass box which has a purple cushion inside. On it, lies a silver time turner.
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The Return Of The Half-Blood Prince
ספרות חובבים*Completed* If you've read the Harry Potter series, then you are going to love this Fanfiction. Voldy has gone Mouldy, but there's still more to the story. Severus Snape, the Half-Blood Prince, goes into the past and tries to change it. What past...
