Sorry for being so late. Was really caught up. And thank you for bearing with me.

The second idea..... Again by

dikshaj02... thank you dear... you help a lot ... have no words to express my  gratitude.

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It was the first day of their 6th year. Professor Slughorn was going to take potions,  and guess What??.... Professor Snape has been appointed the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

All Harry could think about this was," Wasn't Potions enough, now, he's going to bug me during my favourite subject's class. I just hope Slughorn is a nice professor. Wait!! I don't think he's going to take me as a student after seeing my result. It really breaks my heart. Not that I wanted to learn potions, But, it was quite necessary for me to learn it to become an Auror.  That was my dream. Broken by the one and only, Severus Snape. I don't even feel like calling him 'Sir'. Anyways, Dumbledore trusts him. I don't even know why does he have so much faith in him."

He was thinking this while taking steps towards Professor McGonagall for taking his schedule. When he reached there, he was greeted with a sweet surprise. He did not have to forget his dream. He could still live it. Slughorn had chosen him as one of his students.

But, what to do!!  He had his Potions class right now! And he did not have his books. Even Ron was sailing in the same boat.

As instructed by professor McGonagall, they rushed towards the class, as they were late, and asked Professor Slughorn if he had some extra books.  He said that he very well had and they could sneak into the cupboard to have a look.

So, they went.  There were two books- one looked in a very good condition and the other one was all scribbled up. As expected,  they started fighting for the neat one. The fight was won by... Ronald Weasley.

Harry was left with no other option, but to take the untidy book. While going back to his seat, he managed to notice that this wierd book belonged to some Half Blood Prince.

As he opened it, he saw so damn many notes scribbled in it. Though the writing seemed something he saw daily,he couldn't figure out whom it could be. Brushing off the thoughts, he started paying attention to  class.

He noticed that the notes were scribbled on every step that the class was messing up with. So, he decided to go with the Half Blood Prince and... It worked. Henceforth,  he started following the Prince , even if Hermione told him not to.

After the classes, it was time to go back to their dormitories. There, he again started thinking about the identity of The Half Blood Prince. And then, it struck him. How could he possibly forget the handwriting of the person he hated to the core. How could he forget the handwriting of Severus Snape.

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Here it is. ... I am really sorry for the delay. This is probably not the end of it. But, I want your help, Diksha.

I will Soon be coming back with an update. Till then, read, vote and comment. Do tell me how it was..

Signing off,
Sunukoyna