A Horrible History

Disclaimer: I own no Harry Potter characters or Supernatural people, the Harpy is not mine and I own only Raven, Nadine and Sarah belong to themselves and their boytoys ( if u got em that is?)

Sorry it took so long guys but the last page was really hard to get ou. My plot bunnys have been drilling so hard they had heart attacks, so I have to wait for the babies to grow up and start drilling for me. Im getting them there but its taking a while, and sorry for the huge wait, but my hard drive crashed and I lost this entire chappy so that's why it took so long to get up.

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I will happily explain, once Mr Potter here has taking this." She shook the potion again. "It's nothing bad, think of it as chocolate after a Dementor. Trust me, you will feel better afterwards." Harry nodded and grimaced before swallowing.

"Hey, that didn't taste bad at all!" he said surprised. "It tasted like chocolate even."

Raven chuckled, "I do my best. Remember who I have for a father please. Anyways, my father knew nothing of my existence until maybe a year or so ago. My mother never told him about me, or me about him. Before she died, she told me his name. Severus Daimien Snape. Since then, after proving it, of course, we've been visiting the other and sending letters, sort of catching up on the time we've missed out on, if you will. Though I must say, I'm not sure who was more surprised, me or him, when the potion revealed our relationship." She chuckled.

"Professor Snape…" Draco began but was cut off.

"None of this Professor Snape crap. 22 ain't old enough to be Professor anything. If you must, call me Miss Raven, but Raven will be fine. Besides, it may get a bit too confusing. Oh yes, I almost forgot. Don't you boys recognize me at all?"

Harry and Draco both shook their heads. "Should we?"

Raven grinned, "My last year at Hogwarts was your first. I went through 7 years here as a Slytherin, and neither myself nor my father noticed our connection. Funny isn't it?"

Neither of the boys could believe it. The three Winchesters however, had no idea what she was on about of course.

The three men ignored her and the boys as they whispered between themselves.

"Who the hell man! She is god damned hot!" Dean whispered excitedly. "I say we can trust her anyways, these boys seem to, and truth be told, neither of them seem to be the type to trust easily." Dean continued.

Raven chuckled. "Wow, I'm glad I have your support!" she grinned. "And yes, I know it's rude to eaves drop, but I cannot help it if I have excellent hearing now can I…" Raven broke off, frowning. "Something's wrong." She growled.

Sam and John nodded in agreement, and Dean pulled the pump action shot guns out of a bag at his feet, chucking his brother and father one before taking one for himself.

Draco and Harry both had their wands out. They too could feel something wrong, and it only took Raven a split second to allow them both to come along, when she saw the looks on their faces. Neither of them was going to be left behind.

Raven nodded at them, indicating that she would allow them to come along, "But," she said firmly, her tone of voice indicating that she was completely serious right now, "You will both stay directly behind me and Sam, is it? Yes, behind Sam and me, and in front of Mr Winchester and Dean? It is Dean, yes?"

"Sure is sweetheart." Dean grinned cheekily.

Raven s lips became less tight, but they were still set in a somewhat grim line. "Alright, then you may come. But don't try anything foolish, alright? I don't need 'anything' to happen to either of you, 'especially' before school has even started." Raven said, before heading out into the corridor. The train had stopped, and students were beginning to come out of their corridors, wands drawn, and many older students remembered the Dementor attack on the express 3 years ago.

The train shook, making several people tremble in fear, and many had tears in their eyes, or cascading down their cheeks, especially the younger years.

Raven, however, didn't seem to notice as she yelled at them, her voice echoing through the entire train, since they were in the very end carriage. "Everyone back into your compartments immediately! Now move your asses!" she yelled, and as they walked past, she sealed each and every door, till they came to one that held Draco's fellow Slytherins.

"Draco? What's going on? Who is she? And why are you with Potter?" Blaise asked, his arms snuggly around the shoulders of this two frightened young cousins, Nadine and Sarah, though Harry couldn't see them too well.

"What part of return to your compartment did you lot not get?" Raven growled.

Pansy stepped forwards hands planted on her hips. "And just who do you think 'you' are anyways?" she demanded.

Before Raven could speak, Draco stepped forwards. "Don't worry Pansy, just go back in and look after the others, ok? 'Dine and Sere, they're frightened, and they're gonna need you guys here to help them." Draco said, nudging Pansy back into the compartment.

Pansy sighed, "OK, just come back in one piece this time Draco? I hate having to patch you up." Pansy sighed.

Draco snorted, yeah, that's because you tend to faint at the site of blood."

"Only if it's on me!" Pansy squawked as Draco shut the compartment on her protests.

Raven raised an eyebrow at this, but did not say anything, merely sealed the compartment and continued on.

Several times, they were slowed because the older students, mostly 7th year boys who were trying to show off to the girls, refused to go back into their compartments. Instead of pulling rank on them, since she 'was' their professor. Raven simply swished her wand, and back into their compartments they flew. After the fourth or fifth one, the rest of them wisely retreated to their compartments.

Finally, they reached the last compartment, the one that housed the prefects and head boy and girl, all of whom, luckily, were with their friends in other compartments right now, so the entire compartment was deserted.

Ravens eyes narrowed. "I can feel it, I sense it, something evil." She spoke quietly.

The others all nodded, they could feel it too.

"It's like a tightening in your chest and throat, only it's not really their, and your head seems to tighten as well, only you know that there is nothing wrong with you." Draco said softly.

Harry nodded his agreement, "And you feel colder at times, not like with the dementors, but a coldness in your chest, and you feel shivers run through you entire body, and there is nothing you can do to stop it."

All three Winchesters were looking at the two teens with respect, and sadness. Respect because it had taken them many years to learn this, and if what they had been told was right, these two boys had only had no more than 6 or so years, Draco more than Harry, but still, neither of them should have been anywhere near where they were. And in the split second that everyone's attention was on the two teens, the windows all shattered, as half of the outer wall and part of the roof was ripped away, before the creature appeared, striking forwards with incredible speed, to grab at Harry, who was closest.

Before Harry knew what was happening, he was pulled back flush against a strong chest, but not fast enough, as the creatures talons raked his right arm and shoulder.

Harry clenched his teeth against the pain, his eyes flying open as he heard yells, only to see the three Winchester men get thrown backwards in a heap, and a scream from his right, as Raven was hit by one of those powerful wings, her wand flying in the opposite direction as she was slammed into the wall behind her, glass from a remaining window showering down on her.

Harry then realized exactly who was holding him tightly against their own body, in a 'safe' embrace that, to Harry, offered protection, was none other than Draco Malfoy.

"M…Malfoy?"

"Shit Potter, can't you have better timing!" Draco swore, as he shot a stunner at the creature that reached towards Harry once more.

This time though, it hit it square in the chest. Unfortunately, this only seemed to anger the creature. It hissed and snarled at the two boys and leaned in closer, raising it's taloned claw again, this time, they notice the greenish goo on the ends of its claws, poison.

Draco's grip around Harry tightened, pulling the shorter boy in closer, and turning them slightly, so the Harry was mainly facing away from the creature.

Everything seemed to move in slow-motion. The three Winchesters were scrambling for their guns, and the creature's poisoned claws were heading right to them when Raven appeared beside them, her wand lay forgotten, as she raised her hand. Her fingers were half curled over, as she spoke the word, "Returinitas aariveritum." Before splaying her fingers out wide. As if by some unseen force, the creature was forcefully thrown out of the train and far away, and this time, it wasn't going to be back in a hurry.

As John, Sam and Dean got to their feet, Ravens knees gave out and she collapsed to the floor breathing hard and sweating profusely.

"Are you ok, Miss Raven?" Harry asked concernedly, still held in the tight circle of Draco's arms.

Raven nodded slowly. "Yes, I'm ok thanks Harry, it's just that this type of magic really takes a lot out of you, and if you're not careful, it can kill you. You see, it's energy from your own body. Right, enough teacher talk for now, lets head back to the compartment." Raven said as she carefully stood up, before moving over to retrieve her wand.

When she turned around to say something else to them, she smirked. "You know, I thought that you two hated each other? And yet, the danger is gone, but you're still holding on to each other pretty tightly." She motioned to Draco's muscled arm that was still curled around Harry's tiny waist.

This was something that concerned Draco. There was no way in hell that Potter should be that skinny. Absolutely no way what so ever. Draco was also concerned, because when he had pulled Potter against him, he had winced, not in disgust, but in pain. Was he hurt, or injured? Perhaps it had happened on the platform?

Mean while, Harry was blushing profusely, and struggling out get out of Draco's grasp, "You can let me go now Malfoy!" he gasped, as if hurt.

Draco let him go immediately, as if stung. He didn't want to hurt Potter, even though he was supposed to hate him.

Raven chuckled weakly at this.

"Hey, are you sure you're ok?" Sam asked frowning. "Cos to be honest, you don't really look so good you know."

Raven waved him off, "It's an unfortunate side effect of using that type of magic. It cannot be helped, so there is no point in complaining about it. Although, I do believe I'll take a pepper up potion when I return to the compartment. Right, you lot head on back, I'm gonna have a quick chat to the driver of this wreck, and find out why the hell we stopped."

With a wave of her wand, the carriage repaired itself and Raven turned and stalked off in the drivers' direction.

All of the men left behind were very grateful that her wrath was not directed at them.

As they walked back to their compartment, the compartments seemed to unlock themselves as they passes, although nobody actually come out, probably still fearing the wrath of the 'punk lady.'

Finally they got back to their own compartment. While they were waiting for Raven to return, Harry fell asleep, after Dean had cleaned his wounds on his shoulders, and Draco, to Harry's surprise, had been able to heal them.

When the compartment door opened with a bang 15 minutes later, he was still fast asleep.

Following Raven into the compartment, was Draco's Slytherin friends, minus Nadine and Sarah. Pansy came in first, followed by Blaise, then Theodore Nott, Crabbe and Goyle.

At first, Harry seemed to be twitching in his sleep, which is what everyone thought, until they heard a whimper. Looking at Harry, they saw him flinch, as if trying to avoid being hit. In seconds, he had begun shaking, and was muttering things like, 'No, don't!' 'Stop please!' "No more I promise please I'll be good!' 'M'not a freak!'

Raven, deeply disturbed by this, roughly shook Harry.

"Harry I need you to wake up!" she said loudly, shaking Harry by the shoulders.

Finally, Harry woke with a loud cry. Looking around as fast as his eyes would allow, he finally closed his eyes again and curled in on himself, almost falling asleep again.

Raven frowned. She had a sneaky suspicion on who had caused this, and she had a terrible feeling that she knew 'exactly' how it had come about.

"Harry," she said softly, a soothing tone to her voice, as if she were speaking to a wild animal. "Can you tell me who did this to you?"

Harry curled himself up tighter, and replied in a sleep filled voice "Uncle Vernon and Dudley, Aunt Petunia helped too, cos I'm a freak. No food 'nless they say, an punished a lot just cos I'm a unnatural freak."

Several seconds passed in shock. Then Harry's eyes flew open, and all of the colour drained out of his face. He had just realized what he had said, in front of these people. And more importantly, in front of the Slytherins.

Harry leapt up and tried to leave the compartment. He was stopped however, not by Raven or any of the Winchesters, but by Pansy Parkinson wrapping her arms around him in a hug.

To say that Harry was shocked would have been a great understatement. "W...what?"

Pansy raised her head to look at him, and to Harry's complete and utter shock, the girl had tears in her eyes, and cascading down her cheeks.

"Are you ok?" Pansy sniffed "Don't worry, we won't say anything if you don't want us too! I mean, not that we would say anything anyways, cos that wouldn't be fair. What I mean is you know, we won't be saying anything to anyone if you don't want us to…" Pansy was gently pried off Harry by Draco Malfoy.

"What Pansy is trying to tell you, Potter, is that we know how to keep secrets, and we know how to keep them well."

Harry was still in shock, and scared. He didn't want this to be public knowledge.

"What she is trying to say, Potter, is that we Slytherins know how to keep things that are meant to be secret, kept secret." Draco looked Harry in the eyes. "You among all people probably don't believe it, but we are not who you think us to be. Pansy sit down and be quiet." Draco sighed deeply. "You might as well all get comfortable. This isn't a ten second story. You see, we all have parents who follow Voldermort, whether by choice, like my mother, or not by choice at all, like my father and myself, although I am not yet a death eater, and neither is my father."

"I know. He told me so before I got on the train. He said he too would be on it." Harry nodded stiffly, still not fully trusting of the Slytherins just yet.

Through all of this, Raven, John, Sam and Dean had been silent. It was now that Raven spoke.

"Your father wouldn't happen to look a lot like you would he? Long blonde hair, and carries a cane with a snake head?" she asked curiously.

Draco nodded. "Yes, that's my father. How did you know?"

"I ran into him on the way back. It seems that Dumbledore asked him to come to Hogwarts for some reason, although he didn't seem to know. Anyways, continue your tale please Mr Malfoy."

"It's just Draco, Miss Raven. Anyway, while some of our parents are true followers, we as their children are expected to act accordingly. Blaise is the only one who doesn't, since his mum's a model. But the rest of us must not act; I believe I should say friendly, but really, we aren't allowed to get close to anyone that will not someday be a deatheater. At least, until last year, before it was known that Voldermort was back. Now that he is back in the public eye, my father and I, and the rest of us in this room, are finally going to be stepping out from the shadows I think that the reason that Dumbledore wants to see my father, is that he wants to see if my father is really telling the truth about not being a deatheater."

John Winchester frowned. "How do you tell if he is or isn't?"

Just then, Lucius Malfoy himself entered the compartment.

Raven grinned, "Hell I think we need more room." She waved her wand and the compartment seemed to almost double in size.

Lucius smiled gratefully. "I'm very impressed Miss Raven. Although, I wouldn't mind you telling me your 'full' name some time in the very near future." Lucius said as he moved to stand opposite Harry.

Harry was still frozen in his seat, still scared that the Slytherins would tell his secret to the rest of the school.

"And as for you," Lucius said sternly, looking at Draco, "I do believe you owe me."

Draco rolled his eyes dramatically, but stood up and went over to his father, before being enveloped in a huge hug. "Dad!" he groaned, clearly embarrassed.

Harry was confused. He had never seen Lucius and Draco Malfoy act anything like this before. Then a memory popped into his head, from the Quiddich World Cup match that he had attended before his fourth year. During the match, he had gotten up to grab a bottle of water, and on the way back to his seat, he had seen Lucius with his arm slung over Draco's shoulders, before he seemed to realize some one was watching him, an he removed it, and Draco had seemed almost disappointed, until he noticed Harry staring at him, at which time he had sneered at Harry and turned back to the game.

Harry had forgotten about this memory, and as he thought about it, many other memories popped into his head, memories involving the two Malfoy men. And it was then that Harry realized that the two men were actually very close, much more so than Draco was with Narcissa. The same with Lucius, he thought as he sat down, not noticing things around him as he thought. He had seen dozens of pictures of Lucius Malfoy in the Daily Profit and other Wizarding Magazines. And only min the ones that had Draco in them, Had Lucius had even a trace of a real smile. In every single mother photo, he was sneering.

Harry was jostled back to the present, by the train once more screeching to a halt, before all the lights went out.

"What now?" Harry grumbled.