Harry Potter and the Time Loop (Drarry)

Chapter 2

Mione's POV:
'Its so unfair! Why does Rii always have to make sacrifices for me?!' I crumpled the paper in my hand fuming at the unfairness of fate. A nock on the door interrupted my thoughts, so I went to open the door for who I assumed was the professed.
The man standing on the porch in a black suit had greasy black hair with dark eyes to match. I looked down at the paper in my hand and asked the man.
"Are you the half blood prince?"

The man pulled a stick out of his sleeve and pointed it at my throat.
"Who are you?... How do you... know that?" The man drawled slowly.
"My brother..." I stopped when the man snatched the paper from her hand.
"The half blood prince is here and he'll plant the seed of fear. His chant will let all see the hero inside you and me, but one must fall for the other to grow so let it be me and you'll be free. What is this?" He asked his voice holding recognition and doubt.
"My brother wrote it. He has visions all the time." The man lowered his stick.
"Is he a Hogwarts student? I would like to meet him." I shook my head and gestured for him to follow me.

I knocked on Rii's door with the professor behind me. "Rii? The professed wants to see you!" I yelled through the door, hoping he'd come out.
"I'm a squib Mione I'm not going to Hogwarts with you." His voice was muffled because he didn't yell.
"Your not a squid, that doesn't even make sense!" I thought confused until the professor clarified what it was.
"A squib is a child born from magical parents yet unable to use magic." The voice of Severus Snape sounded.
The room was silent except for the scratching of pen on paper.

Severus Snape's POV:
I casted the alohamora spell to open the door and strode straight in. As soon as my eyes landed on the small figure on the bed surrounded by open books, scratching away at a piece of paper in perfectly curved script I stopped. I recognised the child, not because I had seen him recently, but because it was obvious. 'This boy is Harry Potter. How did Albus not know he was gone?'

I walked to the boy to see what he was writing and the paper read:

At Spinners End a friendship was started
One both thought would never be parted
But separation of houses caused much strife
But never is it simple the short game of life

A single word destroyed their friendship
But the love there never died as one may think
but now she's gone, from his hands she slipped
Through the veil, she will not return not even if he blinks

With his love dead only bitterness was left
His lord thought fear would breed obedience
But in him it bread betrayal and death
So now on two sides he fights for what he thinks is right

A man much respected has lost his light
Sent to kill him is a 16 year old blonde
Because of an oath the the prince did fight
Only to be killed in the dark of night
Now two of the best men ever to live have gone beyond
And in the hands of the boy lays the elder wand

Secrets have been kept and he misunderstood
For Voldemort did not know the owner was the boy
Now by his equal the Lord shall be killed
But it could not be done without the help of the Malfoy

My hands trembled holding the prophecy, yes it was defiantly a prophecy, although I doubted it before only a seer could possibly know this much. "Harry... Why do you say your a squib?" Was the only thing I could think to ask.
"Severus... My magic sealed its self I can only tell prophecies, I cannot use magic. I am not the chosen one." If nothing else this was poof, Lilly's son was so much like her.
"I'll make you a deal Severus, I'll send you and Hermione my prophecies if you do something for me." The offer is extremely tempting, Seers are extremely rare and there are barely any with the power Harry has displayed.
"Deal. What do you want." Instead of speaking another slip of paper was handed to me.