It was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain...
Many miles away the chilly mist that had pressed against the Prime Minister's windows drifted over a dirty river that wound between overgrown, rubbish-strewn banks.
Harry Potter was snoring loudly.
Despite the fact that he had spent every waking moment of the past few days hoping desperately that Dumbledore would indeed come to fetch him, Harry felt distinctly awkward...
Harry and Dumbledore approached the back door of the Burrow, which was surrounded by the familiar litter of old Wellington boots and rusty cauldrons...
Harry remained within the confines of the Burrow's garden over the next few weeks.
Harry spent a lot of the last week of the holidays pondering the meaning of Malfoy's behavior in Knockturn Alley.
Harry could not move a muscle.
Harry and Ron met Hermione in the common room before breakfast next morning.
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...
As Hermione had predicted, the sixth years' free periods were not the hours of blissful relaxation Ron had anticipated...
Where was Dumbledore, and what was he doing?
Katie was removed to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries the following day, by which time the news that she had been cursed had spread all over the school...
Harry had Herbology first thing the following morning.
Snow was swirling against the icy windows once more; Christmas was approaching fast.
'So Snape was offering to help him?'
Late in the afternoon, a few days after New Year, Harry, Ron, and Ginny lined up beside the kitchen fire to return to Hogwarts.
The next day Harry confided in both Ron and Hermione the task that Dumbledore had set him, though separately, for Hermione still refused to remain in Ron's presence...
'So, all in all, not one of Ron's better birthdays?' said Fred.
Harry and Ron left the hospital wing first thing on Monday morning, restored to full health by the minstrations of Madam Pomfrey...
Harry wracked his brains over the next weeks as to how he was to persuade Slughorn to hand over the true memory, but nothing in the nature of a brain wave occurred...
Patches of bright blue sky were beginning to appear over the castle turrets, but these signs of approaching summer did not lift Harry's mood.
Harry could feel the Felix Felicis wearing off as he crept back into the castle.
Exhausted but delighted with his night's work, Harry told Ron and Hermione everything that had happened during next morning's Charms lesson...
The fact that Harry Potter was going out with Ginny Weasley seemed to interest a great number of people, most of them girls...
Harry could smell salt and hear rushing waves; a light, chilly breeze ruffled his hair as he looked out at moonlit sea and star-strewn sky.
Once back under the starry sky, Harry heaved Dumbledore onto the top of the nearest boulder and then to his feet.
Harry felt as though he too were hurtling through space; it had not happened.
'C'mere, Harry...'
All lessons were suspended, all examinations postponed.
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