Chapter 1
Harry was tired, to say that he could sleep for years was an understatement. He knew Malfoy was up to something. Harry would stay awake all hours of the night to watch his footsteps disappear and move on the marauder's maps. Part of Harry just wanted this all over. He wanted the war over, he wanted rid of his paranoia. Mostly he wanted to disappear.
The next evening he barely touched dinner. "Harry?" Hermione got his attention. "You should eat, Harry." She said. Harry offered her a smile.
"I'll eat later." Harry sat in his usual spot at the gryffindor table. Ron was busy stuffing his face as usual but that was ok. It distracted him from Harry, something he wished Hermione would do but she stared at him a minute more before she went back to her meal. He sat reading more of his potions book which was nearly as entertaining as the Half-blood Prince.
Ginny grabbed him as he walked toward his dorm that night. She threw her arms around his neck playfully. "Are you ever going to ask me out?" She ask Harry. Harry grinned at the redhead.
"Ginny with everything going on I'm just not sure it's a good idea. My head is in a thousand different places." Harry said praying that would get her off his back. Really be just wanted everyone to leave him alone right now. He had more important things to do and worry about.
Ginny whined. "One day I'm going to get the answer I want." Ginny said. Harry laughed.
"Maybe." Harry smiled and pulled away from Ginny. He went to his dorm to work on some homework. It never fails that when he needs to focus his attention on something important Mcgonagall or flitwick or snape give 12 inches of parchment of homework. Do they not realize he has a dark lord to vanquish? Harry let out a sigh. Everything was getting to be too blood much. His plate was too full.
Later that night he after he finished his homework he pulled out the marauder's map and watched Malfoy move around in the sixth year girls restroom. This has become the norm for Harry recently. He donned his invisibility cloak and made his way to the restroom. He was surprised when he heard Myrtle comforting Malfoy. It sounded like someone was crying, probably Myrtle Harry thought.
A minute later Harry was standing facing Malfoy's back. Draco turned around to face Harry. "You don't know what it's like." Draco said. He sounded defeated.
"What are you talking about?" Harry growled. Draco wiped his eyes then turned back to the mirror. Harry thought for a moment that maybe Draco was feeling the way he was. That maybe everything was getting to be too much for him. Harry scoffed. Draco chose his life, Harry thought. He didn't get to chose his.
"Just leave me be Potter." Draco turned back towards the sink and mirror.
"Not until you tell me what's going on in the Room of Requirement?" Harry asked.
"None of your business O chosen one." Draco said with a sneer.
"You're nothing but a disgusting death eater like your father." Harry said under his breath. Draco turned around to cast a crucio but Harry was quicker.
"SECTUMSEMPRA" Harry yelled pointing his wand at Draco. Draco stumbled and then collapsed in the floor of the girls restroom. The next thing Harry knows Malfoy's white shirt is covered in blood and he is gasping for help.
Snape runs into the room immediately to the aid of his godson Draco. Harry stood nearby hovering in worry. He never meant to hurt Draco that badly or maybe he did. He wasn't sure at the moment. "You fool. You never cast anything you don't know what it does. You could have killed him." Snape growled.
Harry had no time to argue there was a faint glow of light around the three of them and suddenly a sharp sound like electricity and they were transported somewhere else.
"Have we found it yet?" Peter yelled at Drax who was playing chauffeur to Rocket who was trying to entertain the smaller less intimidating Baby Groot.
"I can see the stone now Quill." Rocket yelled back. Peter nodded. He was thankful that Rocket at least had some sense of navigation. Drax knows how to fight but when it comes where to find things he wouldn't put Drax on the job. A damn fine warrior at least. Gamora was dealing with Nebula back on the ship so this left him with the guys on this short run to get a small artifact for The Broker. Hopefully he won't try to stiff them this time but he specifically asked for this so he better cough up the dough. Peter waved the flashlight towards the stone in the middle of the room. "I think it's a trap." He said.
"Why would there be a trap?" Drax asked. He paused before he entered the room. "Just a guess." Peter said.
Rocket let out a sigh. "If you babies want to keep contemplating if there is a trap go ahead. I'm going after the prize. You with me Groot?" Rocket asked the small Tree like humanoid. "I am Grooooot." The little root cooed.
"I loved that. I'll never get tired of hearing it." Rocket said growing sentimental. Peter huffed in annoyance even though he thought it was cute too. Drax stared at them.
"Why would one grow tired of that? It's how he speaks. Do you grow tired of listening to me speak?" Drax asked.
"And that's my queue." Rocket jumped from Drax's shoulder and began the run across the stone room.
Many things happened at once. Arrows flew out of the wall and headed towards the intruders. Luckily Groot and Rocket were able to dodge. Also the floor shifted under them. It quickly turned to sand. Rocket grabbed his weapon and shot his grappling hook, he grabbed Groot and swung towards the giant stone. Once they were on the platform the sand turned back to solid ground.
"I think it's safe now." Rocket yelled.
"I'm not risking it." Peter yelled still looking wearily at the ground.
"What happened to being a risk taker? Living life on the edge?" Rocket was now staring at the stone. It was a bright green color.
"I've had my fill of risk taking today." Peter said with his hands on his hips trying to show authority.
"That was not my fault." Rocket said as he contemplated switching Groot for the artifact. "I am Groot." Groot said with a nod.
"Exactly. He can get into trouble completely on his own." Rocket said. Drax was now standing behind them.
Peter let out a sigh. "I do not want to die today."
"We have to figure out how to remove the stone without activating the final trap." Rocket said.
"What do you think the final trap is?" Peter asked looking around suspiciously.
"Probably death. At least something to do with it considering these glyphs." Rocket was translating the pictures on the stone.
"Probably death? Are you not sure? Did they not teach that at Glyph school?" Peter hissed.
"What? I learn on the go. Stop breathing down my neck big guy." Rocket patted Drax's shoulder.
"What happens if I do this?" Drax said. He pulled the pulsing green stone from the socket.
"Or we could just do that and wait to see what happens." Rocket yelled. He covered his eyes. "Such an idiot."
"I am Groot." Mini Groot nodded. Sudden the floor shook and the walls cracked. Prefer wondered if this ever happens to other people.
"I think it's caving in." Peter said trying to cover the worry in his tone but failing.
"That must have been what that glyph meant." Rocket said as if he had an epiphany. Groom too had the same epiphany.
Instead something magical happened before them. Three beings appeared out of nowhere. "Who, how?" Peter walked over to them. There was one, a blonde one that was laying unconscious on the floor. He was covered in blood.
"Snape, I don't think we are in Hogwarts anymore." The young conscious one said.
"Hogwhat?" Peter asked truly freaked out. "Who are you?" Peter asked. He was now squatting in front of the young man.
"My name is Harry Potter. Who are you?" Peter smiled. The kid had nice eyes that's for sure. They reminded him of the stone. But it was strange that a terran appeared here out of all places.
"What the hell did those glyphs say exactly Rocket?" Peter asked. Drax sniffed at Snape. Snape held his wand to the warrior.
"Touch me and you'll die." Snape uttered his black hair flowing wildly behind him. He would strike fear into most men.
"Whoa there fella, we don't want to hurt you." Peter said. Drax already had his blade out and was holding it to the odd man's neck too.
"This bat-man threatened me. He smells like flowers and disinfectant." Drax made a face.
"His name is Severus Snape. He teaches Potions." Harry said. He looked at the man who looked most like them. His blonde hair and blue eyes stood out as well as his stubble. The man sniffing Snape was the same but different, his skin was different Harry noted the darker color with the strange red markings like tattoo.
"You should keep your mouth shut Potter. We don't know who they are. They could be working for the dark lord." Snape said.
"Wait a second? Dark lord? I work for no-one." Peter said. Rocket cleared his throat. "Well, except for The Broker. Right now I'm securing an artifact for him but you get the idea." Peter said. Harry simply nodded. He never saw a raccoon like that. And he was pretty sure that was a mini tree sitting on the raccoon shoulder. Severus was tending to Malfoy.
"Do you have any medical supplies to help him. He was severally hurt and i'm afraid if I can't tend his wounds then he won't make it." Snape said. Harry looked at his professor, the guilt was evident in his eyes. Snape looked ready to kill someone.
"We have stuff back on the ship. We can get you help there." Peter was assessing the three men before him. He felt like he could trust them. He always liked his instincts.
"Ship?" Harry said. He must have misheard. There can't be a ship out there. "Cover your head. It's a bloody earthquake." Severus barked at Harry. The floor shook and the walls shook again too.
"Oh geez. What could possibly show up to the party now." Rocket said. Peter pulled out his gun. Drax was excited either way. Snape glared at Harry.
"I have a feeling this isn't friendly or a party." Peter said. Harry stood with his wand out. Snape followed. Drax and Rocket were also in fighting positions.
Peter stared at Harry for a moment trying to believe if he was really holding a stick thinking that was going to help. A few grenades were dropped letting off smoke. "Shit. Everyone cover your mouths and noses." Peter said. Rocket growled.
"It won't matter. D'nalaxian dream dust, we will be out in….." Rocket didn't get to finish before he too was knocked out from the smoke.
Harry thought for sure that Severus was going to kill him now. If whatever was waiting for them didn't kill them, Harry was sure Severus would.