I'm BACK!!! Lol.. Sorry it took so long to update... you see I had no Word, and it wouldn't let me update... tear tear sniff sniff wipes the sharpie out from under her nose.. anyways..

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To all of the rest of you guys, that you for being so patient and not flaming because I didn't update sooner.. Onto Chapter 11!!

Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters and places are that of J.K Rowling. Anything that you don't recognize is mine, including Rachel, Santa Barbara Academy and its houses, Rachel's family and pets, her house and friends. Except for BV, Jed, Noel Leigh-Anna who are all beezey18-06's but that's all gravy b/c she knows that I'm borrowing them, or at least I think she knows.. If not ya do now Beeves! wink wink

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Someone tell me why

I do the things that I don't want to do

When you're around me

I'm somebody else

Someone tell me why

I act like a fool

When things don't go my way

When you're around me

I'm somebody else

There is good reason I guess

Having it once go too far

When you clean out the hive

Does it make you wanna cry

Are you still being followed by the Teenage FBI?

Someone tell me why

Someone tell me why

Someone tell me why

I do the things that I don't wanna do

When you're around me

I'm somebody else

Someone tell me why

Someone tell me why

"Teenage FBI" by Guided by Voices

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Rachel bound down the stairs into the Great Hall, turning to her left; she ducked into a passageway. She paused as the torches lining the walls ignited. She pulled out her wand from her pocket and swirled it over Hermione's picture, "Quadra," Rachel said and three more photos appeared beneath it. "Perfect," she grinned as she stride down the narrow corridor towards the Slytherin dormitories.

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Rachel smiled to herself as she exited the passageway and out towards the Great Hall. She left the castle for a walk, but instead of heading towards the pitch, she slowly walked towards the lake. She spotted a tree with a large rock in its shade. Perching herself atop the rock, she reached into her pocket and retrieved Lucius's letter. Breaking the Malfoy seal, she unfolded it.

Rachel,

It has been brought to my attention that you were staying at

Hogwarts for a time. It's a pity that you did not know of your

Real family sooner. I'm sure my family would've enjoyed

Spending holidays with you as much as I would have. Perhaps

You would like to spend a few weeks or so at Malfoy Mansion this

Summer? Narcissa would love the company and Draco would

Enjoy dueling and the potion making required for your gifts, I'm

Sure. We'll be in touch, owl if there are any inconveniences.

Welcome to the family.

Lucius Malfoy

"Gee, ummm, thanks," Rachel rolled her eyes. "My 'gifts', 'inconveniences," she mumbled mockingly. "Ha, inconveniences," she imagined beating Oliver with a frying pan, tying him to some train tracks at King's Cross and forcing him into a bright pink tutu and shoving him into the Great Hall during a feast. She laughed maniacally to herself at the thought.

"What's so funny Rivers?" Oliver asked from behind Rachel.

Rachel's head whipped around and she glared evilly at Oliver, "Nothing Wood. What do you want?" she asked sourly.

Oliver grinned. "Oh, nothing, just out for a fly. Care to join me?" he asked extending his hand.

Rachel looked from his hand to his face, "Gee, I thought Slytherin had the pitch 'til eight?" Rachel questioned unsurely.

Oliver's smile faded for a second, then he regained it, leaning close to Rachel's ear, "We don't have to fly around the pitch." His grin widened, "You can chase me if you fancy, I'll be an easy catch."

Rachel rolled her eyes and gave the ultimate valley-girl, "As if!" before sliding off the rock. "And besides, I don't like my men to play games. With my heart or my mind," Rachel scoffed and walked away.

"Well," Oliver said catching up to her and blocking her path. "There's another reason I've come to find you," Oliver explained.

Rachel rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her hips, waiting for him to continue.

"Dumbledore sent me to fetch you for a meeting, we're going to make a plan of action."

Rachel laughed, "Like you're getting any action, Wood."

Oliver glared and grabbed Rachel by the wrist, "Come on," he said dragging her into the castle and towards the Headmaster's office.

Reaching the gargoyle in a matter of minutes, Oliver spoke the password, "Jumping Jelly Beans." The statue leapt to life and moved to the side, and the two stepped onto the spiral staircase, riding it to the top.

"He's expecting us," Oliver provided.

"No Oliver, he called this meeting and forgot about us," Rachel replied sarcastically.

"Oh stuff it," Oliver glared.

Rachel smirked and knocked, opening the door, "Dumbledore?" she called into an empty office.

"I'll be with you in a second, now Oliver, if you are done making faces behind Ms. Rivers' back, would you mind conjuring up a set of chairs for yourselves?" Dumbledore asked.

Rachel glared over her shoulder, seeing that Oliver had been making faces and stuck her tongue out.

"Oh very mature," Oliver glared.

Rachel started giggling and Oliver cracked a smile conjuring two chairs out of thin air for them both.

They sat down as Dumbledore appeared around the corner, "Good, you're both ready to begin as I can see," the old man smiled taking his seat behind his desk.

Both nodded and Rachel spoke up, "So what's this meeting for anyway Dumbledore, why do we need to make a plan of action?"

"It has been brought to my attention that the school was not the only place that was being raided by Voldemort's Death Eaters," Dumbledore explained as Oliver listened intently while Rachel stare confused. "If would be in the best interest for the both of you to go into hiding. Somewhere where Voldemort and his minions cannot find you."

Oliver turned to look at Rachel's disconcerted face, "So Rivers, any ideas?"

"Santa Barbara," Rachel mumbled, "most of the Death Eaters there are out of the loop and easy to pick out, it's the safest place that I know," she nodded reassuringly.

Dumbledore nodded at her suggestion, "I will consider this location and we'll meet again tomorrow morning with the rest of your "team" I guess you could say," Dumbledore smiled.

Oliver nodded and Rachel stood up turning to leave Dumbledore called out to her again, "Oh, and Ms. Rivers, you might want to look into getting some more Fortimus potions."

"Oh, right. That's Professor!" Rachel called and left the office with Oliver on her tail.

"Fortimus potion as in the ones that suppress visions?" Oliver asked angrily.

"Yeah, suppression potions, why? I don't want to be reading your dirty thoughts the entire time, Wood," Rachel spat.

"Those side-effects can be pretty nasty, and don't act like all of your thoughts are pure Rivers," Oliver replied. "And if I recall correctly, you straddled my waist, and came to visit me at five a.m. at my dorms and tackled me in the Hospital Wing," Oliver beamed.

"One, It was more difficult to read your thoughts because the potion was still in affect. Two, I was P.M.S.-ing it, and Three, don't flatter yourself," Rachel glared and stormed off down to the potion's lab, leaving an angry Oliver in her wake.

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"Damn Dumbledore, damn Death Eaters, damn Voldemort," Rachel swore as she walked towards the dungeons. She reached the potion's lab and heard voices inside, one of them Professor Snape's, the other belonging to BV Reinheart. "Damn again, Death Eater or Half-breed?" Rachel said weighing out her hands, " Half-breed," she said and pushed on the door entering the potion's lab.

Professor Snape and BV stopped whatever conversation they had going. Snape said slyly, "Good evening Miss Rivers, Miss Reinheart here tells me you two have met. Then the two of you should get along just fine! Good evening ladies." Snape walked to the other side of the dungeon and opened a door. He slammed it behind him, it echoed rather loudly. BV stood there arms crossed and glaring at Rachel just as Rachel was glaring at her.

"I'm not happy about this either, Rivers. If you think this is how I wanna spend my nights you are sadly mistaken." BV sulked as she started pulling out ingredients from the cupboard.

"Snape's such a creep," Rachel shuttered. " I didn't ask you to do anything yet, Reinheart, but Dumbledore need someone to brew me a Fortimus potion, and last time I checked, I trusted Half-breeds over Death Eaters," Rachel smirked sitting down on one of the Potion's tables. " So Beeves, ya gunna do me a favor or what? It'll be pay back from when I saved your butt from those Death Eaters," Rachel grinned swinging her feet back and forth from underneath the desk.

"Yeah whatever. Sure I'll make your stupid potion. Besides it'll show asshole in there I'm actually decent at potions. Something he has yet to realize." BV said as she continued pulling items from the cupboards. BV started mixing ingredients she stirred a bit then stopped and sat down waiting for it to simmer.

"So Rachel Rivers, you know, it's been a while since we've argued about dumb things. Like Jed and my intelligence ruling over your stupidity. You calling me a dumb half breed. I'm actually starting to miss it!" BV smirked.

Rachel stared at BV as if she were insane, "Wow Half-breed, you miss me ragging on you? Heh, never thought this day would come," she shrugged and slid her hands back on the desk, leaning backwards. "So Blondie, get any fan mail from your Death Eater friends?" Rachel asked wittingly smirking as she watched the potion brew. "Any especially juicy ones from your lover boy?"

"Lover boy?" BV asked rather puzzled.

Rachel gave her a blank look. "Don't play stupid with me half-breed. I've had too long of a shittin' day to deal with your idiocy."

"So stupid that I can't brew this potion for you?"

"All right i take it back, but not because i want to?

BV gave her a satisfied smirk

Silence rang through the dungeon.

"So have you heard from Jed lately?" BV asked awkwardly.

"So you're not as stupid as you look. What do you think?"

Neither of them talked, the only sound was the sloshing of the potion and BV occasionally scraping of the cauldron.

Rachel sighed, "Maybe you are as stupid as you look."

"Maybe" BV said absently measuring ingredients.

Rachel looked down and picked up BV's discarded purse and began rummaging through it to find anything interesting. Picking up a package of tissues, she looked at it like 'what the-?' and tossed them over her shoulder, continuing her search.

BV looked up and spotted Rachel, "Hey! What are you doing?! That's my purse!"

"So? I don't see your name written anywhere on it," she said grabbing a picture from her wallet. "Who's the kid?"

"Umm," BV said awkwardly in silence. "That's Noel."

"Uh, yeah the name's written on the back," Rachel explained.

BV gave a nervous laugh.

"Whose is it?"

"Well, she's mine," BV said simply.

Rachel looked up and then fell of the desk and onto the floor and began laughing. "Haha, that's really funny Half-breed. Ha, I thought you said you had a kid," Rachel said picking herself up.

"I do," BV said persistently. "I'm serious Rivers."

"You," Rachel said sitting into a nearby chair, resting her feet atop the desk. "You have a kid? Who'd wanna knock you up?"

"You act like I wanted a kid."

"So BV was just the neighborhood Vincentian slut?"

"No, I had been unfortunate enough to run into your boyfriend," BV stated.

"Huh?" Rachel said before falling backwards on to the floor, her feet sticking up into the air. "Jed?' she choked high-pitched.

"Yeah, Jed," BV said mocking Rachel.

Rachel pulled herself out of the chair and to her feet, pointing her finger at BV. "So let me get this straight, my boyfriend, wait, ex-boyfriend, knocked you up? When! Where! How! WHY!??"

BV said calmly stirring the potion, "When,. Well our fourth year, at Vincentian I tutored him, at night, it ran late, he walked me back to my commons room, and the son of a bitch raped me!"

"R-rape?" Rachel stammered nervously.

"Yeah raped me." BV said slowly remembering that night.

"BV let me walk you back, it's dark and you'll get in trouble for being out so late if I'm not there to back you up." Jed said kindly.

"I guess, but prefects are allowed out till 12:00." BV said.

"Still, I want to BV." He said sincerely.

"Trust me, BV. I won't do anything to you. Do you trust me?"

"I trust you." BV said as she picked up her things. They climbed the stairs to the second level. The went out the corridor towards BV's house.

"You're a great person, you know that BV?" Jed asked as they walked along.

"Really? Well thanks Jed." BV said smiling.

"You're welcome." Jed said. The two walked along farther down the corridor and soon arrived at the entrance to Harvard House.

"Here we are, thanks Jed." BV said.

"No thank you, BV." Jed said in a smooth voice.

"You can go now," BV said as she pulled out a ring of keys looking for the Harvard one. Then all of a sudden Jed grabbed her wrist and whipped her around slamming her into a near by wall. "JED!" BV screamed. A hand flung across her mouth.

"Shut up Reinheart, you're mine now." Jed said maliciously. He pulled out his wand and whispered a charm. "OR we can take the easy way out and silence you." He said smiling. BV went to say something and all that came out was air. She couldn't talk! Jed placed another charm on BV and carried her down the hall into the Arithmancy classroom. It was BV's favorite class and classroom. The windows were perfectly positioned to look out at the back of the falls. The moonlight fell through the windows illuminating the desk and Jed. Jed flung BV onto a near by desk and began to take her blouse off.

"Then two months later I realize I'm pregnant and not just off track. Then I kept her." BV said slowly visualizing Noel Leigh- Anna in her mind.

"Rape.." Rachel stuttered again taking a step back. "You weren't his first victim..."

Rachel sighed to herself as she sat down in a wicker chair on the purple wrap around porch. It had been a trying day for her, no sleep, multiple tests and then quidditch practice. She pulled a novel out of her Nike Messenger bag. Then pulling her hair back into a low ponytail at her neck, and rested her head as she looked out into the ocean.

"Hey," a someone whispered in her ear.

"Hey Jed," she replied weakly as he lightly kissed her neck.

"What's wrong with you? You seem tense baby girl." Jed asked massaging her shoulders.

"Long day, and I'm damn tired!" Rachel said exasperated.

He said, "Well I bet I can make it better."

Rachel sighed, "How would you intend on doing that! I've had a pretty shitty day and you think you got something that'll make it all better now do you?"

He said, "I don't think. I know I do Rach. Come on I'll show you." She got up as he took her hand.

"Wait," she paused. "My bag.." she trailed over as he pulled her in the direction of Sunset bay. It was a tiny little cove just a bit away from the quidditch pitch it was a cozy hideout for couples at Santa Barbara.

"Don't worry, you won't need it," he replied.

"Why we goin' to the bay, Jed?" Rach asked with honest sincerity.

"You'll see Rach, you'll see soon enough." Jed said with a sickening lustful voice.

Rachel stood glaring at a desk leg at the horrid memory, "You weren't his first victim," she repeated nearly growling.

BV continued stirring and gave Rachel a puzzled looked and opened her mouth to ask.

"Um, Rachel?"

Rachel whirled around confused to spot Ron and Hermione by the door. "How long have you two been there?"

"Dumbledore called the second meeting for tomorrow morning, and he told us that we would find you two in here. Dumbledore requested that BV be at the meeting tomorrow too," Ron said.

BV looked at him with a questioning face and Rachel took his lack of an answer as the worst. They had heard everything.

"Alrighty then," she swallowed and headed out of the door past Ron and Hermione.

BV turned off the flame under the cauldron and set her spoon aside.

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Rachel sighed sitting next to BV, Harry had been sending her sympathetic looks all morning, when he hadn't been making googily eyes at BV. Rachel turned to Hermione, "Okay, who told him?"

Hermione looked over at Rachel, "Ron must've last night.. Why didn't you say anything before Rachel?"

Rachel sat back in her seat slightly annoyed, "Because it never came up.. It was never important. And besides, what does me not being a virgin have anything to do with this mission?" Rachel huffed quietly.

"Atleast you won't be another notch in Wood's bedpost," Hermione pointed out.

"Nice one," Rachel glared. "But me and BV were both ones in Jed's," she whispered to herself.

The door to Dumbledore's office swung open and hit the wall. Draco walked in stiffly and the door slammed shut behind him.

Rachel smirked, "Oh dear cousin, what's gotten you so stiff this morning?" she grinned asking.

Draco only glared at Rachel as Dumbledore chuckled knowingly. He took a seat loudly on the other side of BV and sat with his eyes closed trying to think off his boner.

The door opened once again and Oliver walked in explaining something to Ron.

"You see, eye contact, body language and which hand their holding the quaffle in. Those are the three things you can read, and be able to tell which way the chaser is going, that way, when they try and fake you out, you'll be better prepared," Oliver grinned.

Rachel butted in and added that "Sometimes they can fake twice and still go at the original hoop."

Oliver countered with, "But still they try and deceive you."

Rachel laughed, "Ha, the chaser doesn't do all of the fake-outs and deception Wood."

"No, but she does most of them," Oliver replied.

"Okay, then why then is it that some keeper will act all charming and libidinous and then he'll hit on some other chaser? And you don't call that deceiving?"

At this point in their little argument Ron turned to Hermione and asks, "Did she just call him sexy?"

Hermione nodded vaguely.

Oliver stopped mid argument and began grinning at Rachel.

"What?!" she asks irked.

"Did you just call me sexy?"

Rachel sputters, "No, no I didn't"

Oliver nods, "Yeah you did."

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Did not." Oliver smiled.

"Did to- wait. No, what did I say?"

"You called me libidinous," Oliver smiled.

"Fine. I meant egotistical," Rachel shot daggers trying to contain the burn that was quickly spreading across her face.

"Now that we have finished that ordeal, please have a seat," Dumbledore said and conjured up two more chairs, and offered everyone a lemon drop before the meeting finally began. "The idea was yesterday that Oliver and Rachel would go into hiding so that Rachel could protect him from Death Eaters."

"Then why the Fortimus potion's Dumbledore?" Oliver asked angrily.

Rachel rolled her eyes and rested her head on her elbow, which plopped onto the armrest.

"Ms. Rivers has requested them for personal reason Oliver, if she finds the need to inform you, I'm sure that she will," Dumbledore nodded curtly to a thankful Rachel and continued. "Rachel has suggested her home town of Santa Barbara. Now I've done some background checks and the area seems to be clean of any Death Eaters," Dumbledore began.

"But what if it isn't," Draco interrupted. "Doesn't that make them sitting ducks?!"

"Mr. Malfoy, Oliver is a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and I trust that Rachel will know how to handle any situation that may arise," Dumbledore explained.

Rachel nodded and Oliver pursed his lips nodding, "I understand," he said and stood up.

"Pack for anything, we do not know how long you two will be staying. Rachel, I believe that all of your homework and lessons have found they way to you yesterday?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes Headmaster," Rachel responded, remembering how amused she was that a giant trunk had walked it's way into her room and sat itself at the edge of her bed.

"Thanks Albus," Oliver smiled greatfully.

"Oh don't worry Oliver, everything will turn out fine," the wise old fart said shaking his hand and showing the young group to the door.

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A/N: Ta-DA!!! YEAH FOR ME!! Let's see.. I got MS Word back on Sunday and it's Wednesday and I finished chapter 11.. WOO-HOO!!! Cookies and Sierra Mist for all if you review!! Lol.. thanks again to everyone for being so patient...

Until next time!!!