A/N: I have already written a 'character's read' style story, but I am re-doing the whole thing as I think I added too many characters, and so I think it lacked a proper plot. This time, I have decided to limit the characters and focus of their interactions more. This is going to be HBP and then DH, although I may post DH as a seperate story, I'm not sure yet.

Also, there will be slash (sort of, not sure how to explain it), but it's not Sirius/Remus, and probably contain Ron/Hermione, too.

The Power of Words

"Hey, Hermione?" Ron asked, frowning at his potions textbook, "have you done Snape's essay? I don't get why the porcupine quills prevents the salamander blood from working."

"It's right there," Hermione replied, pointing to a paragraph near the bottom of the page. "I hope Umbridge doesn't keep Harry too long, or he's never going to..."

All of a sudden, a bright light white appeared and the pair disappeared from the room, as if they apparated. Luckily, they had been sitting in a rather secluded area of the library, so no-one had noticed.


Draco Malfoy was in his dormitory, lying on his bed. He knew he should be starting his homework, and his father would be extremely annoyed if he found out he was procrastinating, but he didn't care. His OWLS were coming up, but he knew he would be fine. His father was friends with most of the examiners, so there was no way he could fail. He heard a faint rustle and sat up immediately, but a flash of light blinded him. By the time he regained his vision, the familiar room had disappeared.


Severus Snape was in his private quarters, sipping a cup of tea and lost in thought. Dumbledore had told him a few hours previously that he was to be the new Defence againt the Dark Arts teacher, next year - he was obviously counting on getting rid of Umbridge. Why had Dumbledore finally allowed him to take the position, after so long of denying this request? He was mulling over possible explanations when a bright light appeared all around him. Whipping out his wand, he realised his left forearm remained cool. He was not being summoned, so what was happening?


Remus was sitting on a sofa, in Grimmauld place, thinking about Sirius, who was asleep on the sofa opposite. He knew he should probably wake him up and move him to his room, but he was too deep in thought. He wished that they had managed to take Pettigrew to Hogwarts that day, just over two years ago, so Sirius could be free. It hurt him to see Sirius cooped up in this house. All his life he had been constrained, first by his family, then Azkaban, then being stuck here. He closed his eyes, trying to remember their days at Hogwarts together. Despite his eyes being closed, he saw the room suddenly light up brighter, and he opened his eyes, only to find himself in a foreign room.


They all appeared in a room they hadn't seen before. There was nothing but a group of seats arranged in a triangular shape, with a small table in the middle. Both the walls and the floor were plain, except for a large window on the far end. Someone was standing in front of it. With a quiet popping sound, several others entered the room. Those who had never apparated before picked themselves up from the ground, and everyone had their wands out, surveying the room in astonishment.

They all seemed to notice the cloaked figure at the far end of the room at the same time, and apparently saw him more of a threat than each other. The figure was moving forward, seemingly unaffected by the half-dozen wands trained at him.

"Who are you?" Snape demanded. "Reveal yourself."

As he moved into the light, he pulled down his hood, revealing his face. His emerald eyes shone as brightly as ever, enhanced by the change in glasses – they were the same colour, a dull silver, but were now rectangular, which made him look more mature and intelligent. However, this may be because he was older and mature…he looked like he was in his early twenties.

"Harry?" Hermione squealed.

"No way!" Ron gasped at the same time. The others were looking at the man in amazement.

"What? I don't understand…" Sirius asked.

"Hi," Harry said to everyone. "I'm sure you're all wondering how, and why I'm here. I can assure you, it really is me," he glanced to Snape and Draco, the only ones to still have their wands out. "As you can probably tell, I'm a bit older than you. I'm actually 25, and I've managed to modify a spell to let me come back into the past."

"Why?" Hermione asked, just as Ron asked, "What's it like in the future? Is the war over?"

"The war is over, Ron, yes. But not without many casualties. That's why I'm here. I'm giving you information to help destroy Voldemort earlier, to try and prevent these. I don't know the exact date, but I've got info in the form of two books, the first of which begins at the start of my 6th year. I couldn't have my present self here, as it's one of the laws of time travel. But you can tell me – him – everything you will learn."

"Why am I here? And Professor Snape?" Malfoy asked, causing everyone to look at him.

"Yes, why is Snivellous here?" Sirius snarled.

"Everyone here is important in the war, although some more than others. I believe they deserve to know the future as much as everyone else does." Draco nodded at him, still unsure, but not showing it.

"Is it safe?" Remus asked, "Surely people will notice our absence?"

"Ah, I thought that would come up. I've managed to modify the flow of time, meaning that what is happening now is not affected. After we have finished, you will reappear exactly where you were before, as if no time at all had changed, even if it takes us weeks to read these books."

"How can we be sure it's true?" Snape snarled, "how can we know you're really you?"

"Hmm…you can't copy someone else's patronus, so may I see yours, Harry? It is unusual, as they are usually smaller animals."

Harry summoned thoughts of his family waiting for him at home. "Expecto patronum!" A large silver stag burst from his wand, circling the room twice before vanishing.

"I suppose I have no choice in the matter," Snape grumbled.

"Would you like to sit down, then? These are going to take a while."

Deciding this was a good idea, they moved towards the seating area, where two two-seater sofa's and one three seater surrounded a table, in a triangle formation, but there was space between each one so they were not cramped. Snape took a seat next to Draco, Ron, Hermione and Harry took the second one, and Sirius took the remaining seat next to Remus.

"As I said before, these books hold important information. They are also in my point of view, so it will have my thoughts and feelings. I don't really like this, but I couldn't find another way. I'm not sure when exactly the books start, but I think it's at the beginning of my 6th year."

"Oh great, I've always wanted to read two huge books all about you," Draco drawled.

"I didn't exactly ask for it to focus on me," Harry replied. "I must warn you, I will not allow anyone to be unpleasant about anyone else in this room whilst we are in here. I especially will not tolerate fighting. Actually, on that note, I would like everyone to place their wands to the table." Surprisingly, after many objections (mostly from the two Slytherins), everyone had laid their wands down on the table. Maybe it was the maturity and the power that showed in his eyes.

"Okay, so we're going to take turns and read a chapter each. This book is called Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince." He turned to the first chapter. "The first chapter is called The Other Minister."

I know some people don't like time travel, and I think that knowing Harry will survive may ruin it a little for them, but I really wanted to try this way out. Also, I originally wrote this without Sirius, so I hope it sounds okay with him added in at the last minute. The next chapter should be up later tonight, I just need to add Sirius in :)

I like to get to know my readers, so I'm going to ask questions after each chapter. Where is everyone from? I'm from England :)