A/N: Hey guys. Bet you weren't expecting 2 chapters. Neither was I. I started off only writing one, but it got so long I had to split it. And I didn't even put everything that I wanted to. So sorry I haven't updated in a while, summers been crazy, but I'll hopefully be updating more frequently now. Thank you so much to everyone who followed faved and left an amazing review. Enjoy and keep reviewing! :D

Rachel was abruptly awoken by the sound of shouting.

Dazed and confused, she struggled to move into a sitting position on the scratchy wooden surface she must have fallen asleep on last night.

She could tell there were multiple people were shouting and easily identified the piercing cries of Mrs. Black's portrait. The other voice, however, was too muffled for Rachel to figure out who it was.

She was fully awake now and it took the red head a few moments to realize that she wasn't in the room she usually slept in. Looking around the dark and dusty room illuminated by the sunlight peaking through a single window, Rachel's eyes landed on a desk in the corner of the room.

It was then that she started to remember everything that had occurred the night before.

She remembered telling everyone everything. About being the Oracle, about the existence of the Greek gods, and worst of all she had practically betrayed Percy and all of camp by telling complete strangers about demigods.

Rachel knew she had to warn him as soon as she could, not knowing what the Order would do with the information. Would they try to find out more? Force her to bring them to Camp?

However, Rachel was also terrified to see how Percy would react to all of this. She was sure he'd be mad, but she couldn't afford to let what happened with Ginny happen with Percy. She couldn't lose him too.

Her thoughts wandered suddenly to what had happened last night. Rachel still didn't quite understand what had happened or why she had seen 'Ginny's' lifeless body lying in front of her. Or why it had suddenly morphed into the body of a very alive James Potter when Sirius had come to her aid.

Sirius...

Rachel instantly began to remember the way he had left last night. Understandably, he had been upset by what his former best friend had said to him and left without a word to Rachel, leaving her disconcerted and worried. What if he didn't want her to stay at Grimmauld place with him anymore because she had lied? Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were probably just as upset with her as Ginny, so she couldn't stay with them.

The devastating thought that she'd probably be sent back to live with her parents and attend Clarion Ladies Academy hit her harder than she thought it could.

She took a deep breath, quickly wiping away the lone tear that had traveled down her cheek. The only shouting she could hear at that point was that of Mrs. Black. Rachel dimly registered how odd it was that nobody had closed the curtains that ceased her insults as she composed herself and made her way towards the door.

Rachel had wandered so far into the house last night, she wasn't positive how to get back to her room. She could hear more disturbances in the house than usual and vaguely thought about what could be causing them. She finally began down a hallway that she recognized but stopped abruptly in front of Ron and Harry's room when she heard voices.

"But now Mad- Eye's complaining that we can't leave unless Sturgis Podmore's here, otherwise the guard will be one short,"Rachel easily identified Hermione's voice as her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Why were they leaving? Rachel knew she shouldn't be eavesdropping, but she couldn't help it; her attention was caught.

"Guard?" Rachel established that this was Harry speaking . "We have to go to King's Cross with a guard?"

Rachel almost gasped aloud when she heard this. They were going toKing's Cross Station? Ginny had told her that that was where they took the train to Hogwarts. She had completely forgotten that today was the day they all left. Ginny, Ron, Fred, George, Hermione and Harry. Thinking about this made Rachel even more discouraged. She wouldn't be able to explain things further to Ginny.

"You have to go to King's Cross with a guard," She heard Hermione correct him.

"Why?" Harry sounded irritated. "I thought Voldemort," Rachel was surprised to hear him mention the name,"was supposed to be lying low, or are you telling me he's going to jump out from behind a dustbin to try and do me in?" This made Rachel smile slightly.

"I don't know, it's just what Mad-Eye says," said Hermione,"But if we don't leave soon we're definitely going to miss the train. . . ."

"WILL YOU LOT GET DOWN HERE NOW, PLEASE!" Rachel jumped, surprised, as Mrs. Weasley bellowed up the stairs.

Before Rachel could move to make it look like she hadn't been standing outside the door, Hermione came scurrying out of the room at full speed, coming to an immediate stop once she saw the red head.

"Oh, Rachel," she said, shocked. She got over it soon enough and it was Rachel's turn to be stunned as the witch engulfed her in a hug.

Rachel hugged back slowly, noticing that Harry had come out of the room by now, carrying Hedwig's cage in one hand, his trunk in the other.

Hermione finally let go after a few seconds.

"I was so worried last night when you didn't come back after Ginny..."

Rachel was grateful that Hermione trailed off and looked slightly back at Harry, who looked as if he was feeling very uncomfortable at this point.

Hermione turned back to Rachel, smiling now and continued, "Are you coming to Kings Cross with us?"

"Oh... I don't know..." Rachel said slowly. Of course she had planned on going before last night, but after what took place, she wasn't sure anyone besides Hermione would really want her there.

"You should," Hermione said, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She shot her a sympathetic look before she walked down the stairs and yo where Mrs. Weasley was most likely angrily awaiting.

Now it was just her and Harry. They stood in the hallway, staring at each other awkwardly for a few moments before Harry attempted to move past her and follow Hermione.

Rachel closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Just because she couldn't fix her relationship with Ginny, didn't mean she couldn't change things with Harry.

"Harry, wait."

He stopped in his tracks and turned back towards her, looking as if he couldn't fathom why she was speaking to him.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry," Rachel elaborated.

He looked genuinely confused, "Why are you apologizing to me?"

"I've been avoiding you since the day you got here," she said.

"Well...yeah. I just assumed it was cause you didn't like me."

"No. Not at all," Rachel corrected him quickly. She hesitated before looking into his room, "can we sit down? This might take a little."

Harry seemed reluctant, staring longingly down the staircase.

Rachel rolled her eyes jokingly and smiled slightly, "Come on, it's not like they'll leave without you."

He still appeared to be hesitant, but eventually set his things down and followed Rachel back into his room. They sat on his bed and Rachel immediately began to give him the short version of why she had been acting weird around him. She told him about her frequent headaches, how they had disappeared after giving the prophecy and even told him about having the vision about the graveyard. He looked oddly hopeful when she mentioned it.

"So you saw it too?" He said, "You saw Voldemort return."

"Well...no,"Rachel replied, "I only saw Cedric being killed."

He instantly became disheartened and Rachel reminded herself of a conversation she had heard between Ginny and Hermione about Harry. It wasn't exactly a secret that he had been struggling with his belief that nobody outside of this house believed him about You Know Who being back.

"It's inevitable," Rachel said certainly.

Harry looked at her, confusion clear in his green eyes,"What d'you-"

Rachel cut his question short,"The truth always comes out in the end, no matter how hard they'll try to deny it or keep others from finding out. Their lies are just a temporary delay to the unavoidable."

Harry adopted a stunned look, staring at the girl next to him as they sat in silence. It was broken as Mrs. Weasley called up the stairs again, this time a bit softer.

"Harry, dear, we really are going to miss the train if we don't leave now!"

Despite the warning, his eyes didn't leave Rachel, who was now rising from the bed. She gave him a small smile and began to exit the room.

"Rachel, wait!"

She stopped, now in the hallway and looked back at Harry, who was now off the bed and making his way toward her.

"Thanks," he said, looking genuinely grateful,"Hermione was right; you should come to King's Cross with us."

Rachel smiled widely in response and nodded her head,"Let's go then."