Author's Note: This story consists of male/male relationships so if you don't like that then don't read.

Also some, or most, of these characters are going to be OOC because I'm not that good at keeping up with the personality of a character that's not originally mine to come up with and express. So sorry I'll try my best to stay as in character as I can (unless I have a reason otherwise.)

Chapter 9: A New Perspective

-Rachel- (a few days later than the previous chapter left off)

Rachel had no idea why she was even on this quest. She was just like every other human being in this world, well other than her being able to see beyond the mist and tell prophecies. So what was so crucial about her being on this quest along with so many talented and skilled half bloods, and obviously Grover. They all had training of some sort while all she knew was to draw and randomly spill a prophecy here and there. She felt useless, she didn't help, she couldn't, she'd have no idea what to do and end up getting everyone killed. So why was she here?

"Earth to Rachel," Max said waving her hand in front of Rachel's eyes.

"Sorry what?" Rachel said jerking back out of her thoughts.

"Get your stuff we're leaving soon," Max replied while walking out of the room closing the door behind her. Rachel got up off of the bed that she was laying on and grabbed her bag pulling out a new pair of clothes and getting ready. Just as she was pulling on her shirt she heard the door open.

"Rachel, Max needs everyone downstairs to leave," Nico said his face flustered in embarrassment.

"Okay," Rachel said. "And please stop looking at me like I'm the plague or something, you only saw a stomach it's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Sorry," Nico mumbled quickly walking down the stairs with his bag slung over his shoulder.

Rachel let out a confused breath and followed him down the stairs. Once everyone was down stairs they all went over the plan and head out the door, waving their goodbyes to Emma.

"Okay so the entrance to the platform should be opening in about half an hour, so like my mum planned we need to get there at least ten minutes earlier so we'll be the first on and hopefully unnoticed," Max said as every started following her towards Kings Cross Station.

Once at the station, everyone followed Max's steps while she lead the group to platforms nine and ten.

When the platforms came into view Max spoke, "everyone needs to go in one at a time while I manipulate the mist so no one can see you."

"Is that even possible?" Rachel asked.

"Better be, now you go first," Max said pushing Rachel slightly forwards towards the wall. Rachel looked back at everyone's burning eyes and did as told, she went through. Going through the wall into another placed reminded her of the labyrinth from years before this. Though this place, the platform, was a lot brighter and less life threatening.

After a few minutes everyone was on the platform and soon in a compartment all the way in the back, hopefully hidden from the people who would soon be near and heading off to school.

-Draco-

This year was going to be the one that'll determine the rest of Draco's life, one little mess up and everything could go to hell. So now, unlike many, no every, year before, Draco was the first onto the Hogwarts Express. Sitting in the same compartment as all of his slytherin friends, which you could barely call them. Draco started to hear more movement happening around him, the talking of friends finally seeing each other again after a long summer holiday, the sounds of trunks scraping against the floor and bumping into walls, and the worst, the hushed whispers that he'd hear as people passed him, as if they were talking about him. He's going to have to get used to that if his plan works, there'll be a huge change in everything in his and others lives. With a loud screech the compartment door opened, jolting Draco out of his thoughts and welcoming in the very familiar slytherins to the space.

"Draco what were you doing here so early you're usually the last one here?" the annoying voice of Pansy Parkinson asked.

"Mother had some things to do, made me come earlier," Draco lied.

"How's your father doing?" Pansy said as if not used to Lucius not being top conversation.

"Fine," Draco replied through gritted teeth. "Can you guys just leave me alone? I don't feel quite well."

"Of course, sorry," Pansy replied with her face full of guilt, and pain as if she's just been punched in the chest.

Draco laid his head against the window and closed his eyes, and as the darkness overtook his now closed vision, a new image of a dark memory appeared.

-WARNING SELF HARM AHEAD-

Draco slowly closed the door of Borgin and Burkes, hoping not to get noticed by all the sketchy people passing. He looked around him and started heading down an alleyway which ended up being a dead end, just as he hoped. He leaned back against the wall and let all his built up emotions burst free from their cell. His body crumbled to the floor, wrapping his arms tightly around his knees and hugging them up to his chest. Heaving from loss of air, Draco moved to be on his knees, looking down at his arm, the black ink like snake slithering its way into his view. He yanked up his sleeve and started to scratch and dig at his own flesh, not even noticing the burning pain behind his torturing movements. Salty tears streamed down his face and onto the exposed, red speckled, flesh of his arm. He's never cried so much in his entire life, it was as if all of his years of built up regrets and mistakes were flowing out of him like a waterfall, never stopping, nor slowing down.

-SAFE- (that was a memory by the way playing in the form of a dream. Just thought I'd say in case you're confused)

"Draco!" Pansy yelled jerking him out of his sleep.

"What!" Draco replied angrily, yet sleepily and confused.

"You were digging at your arm, it looked like you were hurting yourself," pansy replied looking worried and pained.

"I'm fine Pansy," Draco replied laying his head back against the window, ignoring the weird looks from, everyone in the compartment. Draco did everything in his power to not sleep, when he'd start to nod off he'd pretend there was a death eater on the train to take him to Voldemort and it'd keep wide awake. Then, after what felt like hours of him putting him imagination to a dangerous place in order to stay awake, hogwarts came into view and the train came to a halt. Although, Draco wanted nothing more than to get of the train and end his short, but long lived misery, he pretended to not notice that they were there, in hopes everyone would leave him alone and let him get off all alone. Sadly that did not happen just as Pansy, the last person to leave the compartment other than Draco himself, turned to him.

"Draco I don't know what's wrong, but you're acting very strange. We're at hogwarts in case you didn't notice. I'll save you a seat at the feast," Pansy said leaving.

Draco let a well needed and long breath and got up to grab his trunk, when he heard a thump behind him, as if someone had fallen. Draco, having been on high alert, grabbed his wand and threw back a spell that was to break someone's bones, which he found somewhere in the deep depths of the library the year prior. He heard someone yell out in pain as he quickly grabbed him truck, not noticing the person behind him revealing himself.

"What the bloody hell did you do that for?" Harry spoke cover his aching nose.

"You startled me, now if you don't mind I'm leaving," Draco said turning to leave. "Oh and I'm sorry thought you were someone else when I threw that curse."

Draco quickly moved back into the compartment when he heard unfamiliar voices speaking quietly nearby.

"What is it?" Harry quite loudly.

"Be quiet will you," Draco replied quietly unlike Harry. "I heard something."

Harry moved closer to the compartment door and as they noise got closer he quickly moved out of the compartment.

"Petrificus totalus," Harry spoke directing his wand at the now visible group of people. The one with the black hair, dark brown eyes, deathly pale skin, and black clothing immediately stiffened and fell to the floor, causing the taller and older looking boy, who looked a bit like Harry, pulled out a sword and aimed it right at Harry catching everyone off guard.

"Who are you?" Harry asked, Draco scoffed at Harry's thought of this question getting them anywhere.

"Not important, what did you do to him?" the boy asked concern.

"Petrified him," Harry replied simply.

Draco deciding this wasn't getting anywhere Draco pushed into the conversation, "Tell us why you're here and we'll fix your friend."

"We're here because we need to see Dumbledore and the rest we don't know if we can tell you yet," a British girl with curly blond hair and sky blue eyes replied sternly.

"Can you please fix him now?" The one who looked like Harry replied kneeling next to said boy. Draco nodded and pointed his wand at the boy while muttering the counter curse. The moment the pale boy moved the one that rumbled Harry engulfed him in a hug which seemed to surprise everyone including the boy being hugged.

"Are you hurt, cause I swear to gods if you are I'll—"

"I'm fine Percy," the pale one replied as Percy pulled him up.

"Harry, you're lucky Dumbledore wanted me to check the train first or else I wouldn't have found this," the women Draco saw familiar as Nymphadora Tonks, pulled up Harry's trunk from behind her. "Then I wouldn't have found you."

"Thanks Tonks," Harry replied with a smile.

"Harry come here," Tonks said. " let me fix that nose of yours, episkey."

Harry released a small groan of pain, "Thanks Tonks."

"No problem Harry. Come on we need to get off this train it'll be leaving soon," Tonks said. Everyone grabbed their bags and followed Tonks towards the school gates. Once at the gates Tonks pulled out her wand and waved muttering,

"Expecto patronum."

A big wolf looking creature emerged from the tip of her wand, and ran up to the castle.

"What was that for?" The blonde British girl asked.

"To send a message to Dumbledore, telling him I found his students," Tonks replied. A few minutes later Professor Snape came waltzing up to the teens.

"Nymphadora," Snape nodded to Tonks.

"Severus," she replied coldly.

"And who do we have here?" Snape said getting closer to the six unfamiliar teens.

"Maxine Stewart, my mother used to go here, Emma."

"I knew your mother, that snarky ravenclaw wasn't she?" Snape replied bitterly.

"My mother is anything but snarky, Severus," Max replied angrily, causing Harry to laugh at her fearlessness.

"You don't ha—" Snape got cut off by Tonks.

"Severus how you deal with your bloody students is beyond me, just get them up to school," Tonks said annoyed. "Goodbye Harry, and good luck."

Harry nodded to her in return, "Thanks and you too."

"Leave your trunks with the others," Snape replied while passing the pile of trunks and bags. After everyone set their stuff onto the pile they followed Snape, who never stopped or slowed his pace, to the castle.

Author's Note: two chapters in a day oh my gods (see what I did there) what a miracle this must be. I hope you guys liked this, and I'm sorry for that sad, dark Draco dream scene.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything of bot J.K. Rowling or Rick Riordan (including the characters you may recognize from their stories). This is just a story I made up with a few similar concepts from the original books.

-Plog