Yes, yes. I know I've been MIA for a while but fanfiction was being lousy and not letting me log in. BUT the chapter's here. Hope you enjoy.

OH and IMPORTANT: I forgot to mention, the whole Dementors in Little Whinging thing, isn't gonna happen. Like I mentioned, a lot of the HP world is AU.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did, Faberry would be together. I don't own Harry Potter either. Unfortunately.


Rachel smiled in complete and utter amazement as she, the Golden Trio, Molly Weasley, The Weasley twins, Tonks, and her mother walked through Diagon Alley. The group had just walked out of Gringott's and Rachel was still reeling from the ride through the tunnels.

And also from the amount of galleons in the Corcoran vault. Her mother was absolutely loaded.

She was told by her mother that Tonks was accompanying them on their trip to ensure safety. Rachel felt a shiver go down her spine as she thought about Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters.

"Okay, children settle down," Molly Weasley chirped, getting the attention of the rambunctious teens, interrupting an intense argument that Ron and the twins were having over Quidditch.

"In order to get the important stuff out of the way we have decided to split up; Shelby and I will be heading down to Madam Malkin's Robes in order to get Rachel her Hogwarts uniform and Ron, a new set of robes." Molly listed off.

"- and you will all be heading with Tonks over here, to get your books at Flourish and Blotts." Shelby finished, throwing a smile at Hermione.

The curly haired girl's face had immediately lit up at the thought of new books. They all went our separate ways after a long lecture from Molly on being cautious.


As soon as the group walked into to Flourish and Blotts, the smell of books, new and old hit Rachel's nostrils, and she smiled.

"Don't tell me you're another bookworm." groaned Ron from beside Rachel. Hermione swatted his arm.

"There's nothing wrong with enjoying books, Ronald." she hissed at him and rolled her pretty brown eyes.

"As to your previous comment, Ronald, yes, I happen to enjoy books quite a lot." Rachel smirked. Rachel and Hermione continued to banter with the tall red head.

Harry laughed at the sight of Ron being ganged up on by Hermione and Rachel. As the day had gone by, Harry had considerably warmed up a bit to the tiny singer.

From what he had gathered about her she enjoyed books, performing, and learning. Although he could see the girl oozed ambition and sometimes was a bit narcissistic with it came to her singing, she was also kind.

He had also observed that she would sometimes get this faraway look in her eyes, like she was missing someone or something; like she was lonely.

Loneliness.

That was something he could relate to. He may have Hermione and Ron, the Weasleys, the Order, Neville and Seamus and Dean, Professor Dumbledore; they were his family, yes.

But he sometimes still felt that longing for a real family. That was why he felt he needed to cling to Sirius and Remus, and even Shelby. They were his only real connection to his parents.

Shelby was his godmother and Sirius his godfather. Remus was really good mates with his parents and was also like a father figure to Harry.

His trails of thoughts were interrupted by a yelp and an angry shout. "Watch where you're going, you filth!"

The voice had come from none other than Draco Malfoy. Harry glanced down to see a blushing Rachel on the ground, the twins each reaching down to help her up.

"Don't talk to her like that, ferret!" Harry shouted and walked towards the group. Where was Tonks anyway? She was here to prevent things like this!

"Oh, is she your girlfriend Potter?" Malfoy sneered. He looked at Rachel, skimming her up and down. "You could do better. Even the Weaslette would be better than that." His pointy nose turned up snootily.

Rachel's eyes burned with tears of humiliation and hurt. Draco Malfoy was always somewhat a character that she felt was misunderstood. That inside that cold heart was a scared and lonely boy and that maybe if he had had that one good friend, he might have turned out different.

Now that she had been a victim to his vicious comments maybe he just was plain mean. She heard the twins, Ron, and Harry yelling at him, defending her.

"Guys—guys!" Rachel shouted, wiping her eyes. They were beginning to get looks from customers. "It's fine. He's not even worth it." Rachel glanced at Draco one more time and walked out of the bookstore.

The group followed closely behind her and they all loitered around the outside of the bookstore. Hermione had offered to enter the store to look for Tonks and tell her about what had just occurred, and with one more sympathetic glance at Rachel, she swooped back into the store.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Harry asked. His arm was wrapped around Rachel's shoulder protectively. She smiled up at him wearily and nodded.

Ron cleared his throat uncomfortably and opened his mouth to talk. "You—you do know that what he said inside there—you shouldn't listen to Malfoy."

"He's a downright git, that one," Fred continued. "You're not unattractive in the slightest, ickle Rachel. Malfoy just enjoys making others feel like scum." George finished.

Rachel was touched. She hadn't known these guys for twenty four hours and here they were making her feel better, defending her.

A warm feeling spread inside her and she smiled at the boys widely.

"Thank you, guys. It means a lot. And for defending me against Malfoy—I appreciate it." And she really did. All her life Rachel was bullied, belittled. To have people stand up for her was a blessing.

The door to the bookstore swished open and out came Tonks and Hermione, carrying several bags full of books, looking heavy.

Everyone immediately raced to help the struggling girls. After getting settled, Tonks set a simple weightless charm on the books, making the load easier to the teens to bear.

Today, for their trip to Diagon Alley, Tonks was disguised as a pretty blonde with blue eyes. You could tell she absolutely dreaded it.

"I heard about what happened inside, Raspberry." Tonks murmured, looking concerned at the short brunette. Tonks had quickly taken to Rachel and gave her a nickname—Raspberry—for Tonks' favorite berries and because of Rachel's last name.

Rachel smiled at the older woman and waved her off, "I'm alright. I promise." Tonks began to murmur about how her Aunt Narcissa really didn't raise her little cousin right.

The day went on quickly. The group avoided letting Shelby and Molly know about the run in with the youngest Malfoy.

They all had lunch at the Leaky Cauldron. When it was time to depart Shelby touched Rachel's shoulder. "We aren't staying at the Manor anymore," Shelby told Rachel. "We're heading to the Order's quarters. I want you to meet someone special Rach." She finished nervously.

Rachel's heart sped up. She was going to Grimmauld Place.


I've decided to make this story DracoxRachel! Hope you all enjoy it. I may post the next chapter tonight as well.