Bloody here, now Raven wanted me to just add on to her part of the last chapter but I felt her part was deserving of its own place.( is currently in second heaven b/c of that compliment. Raven out) Thus I have written my part as a separate chapter. This might happen a few more times but usually chapters are not going to be written by just one of us.

Those of you wondering Apollo and Cassiopeia are in the same year they were born close enough together(sorry correction. Raven here.Cassiopeia is actually 10 months younger then Harry and is a fifth year, while Harry is a sixth. sorry for the confusion). I actually don't know when the age cut off is. I think Harry is supposed to be one of the younger students in his year in this story he is one of the eldest.

Chapter Three

Fate does have a screw loose.

Finding a compartment on the train was not as difficult as Cassiopeia had thought it would be, but then again she had never boarded the Hogwarts express with Harry Potter, everyone else believing Apollo was Harry, before either. Now before you start thinking that Apollo was using his fame to get his way you have to know something. Harry Potter was a Slytherin, and a bloody powerful one too, he earned every bit of respect afforded to him.

The two of them had come early enough that none of Apollo's friends were on the train yet. Apollo was doing good at hiding his apprehension from his new sibling but not good enough. She knew he was worried for them but there wasn't much she could do. She was a bit of a loner, no one really knew she existed and she usually preferred that, so when dealing with issues of friendship she was lacking in the experience department. She just put her hand over her brother's in a silent show of support, leaving it there and forgetting about it.

Not long after they were settled in their compartment door slid open and Apollo's face lit up, only to darken once more when he truly realized who it was.

"Potter! This is our compartment, and who is this your little girlfriend?" The harsh and venomous voice of Ron Weasley filled the compartment. His eyes flicked towards the blue and bronze badge, "What you went through all the snakes now moving onto the Ravens?"

"Not everything is as it seems, and you would do well to remember that. You do not own this train, I suggest you leave before we find out just who earns this spot." Apollo challenged easily, he was long used to this being a Slytherin made you shielded against this immature taunting.

"You Slytherin's think you are so tough, with your money, and your goons, and your daddies you can run to and hide behind. If you went into the real world we will see who survives." Ron said callously.

Whatever control Apollo had over his temper snapped right then and there. Dark rings formed around his green eyes and his wings began to come forth. He was controlled enough to keep them from fully emerging but not by much, Cassiopeia could still see their outline. The temperature in the tiny compartment rose a few degrees and Apollo's voice rang out in an icy counterpoint.

"And you Gryffindors need to open your eyes and realize things are not black and white. Any money I have is from the death of my parents, I have true friends not goons oh and I don't have a daddy to run behind, so you can take your self righteous bullshit and walk out of here." Apollo ordered pointing to the door with a hand trembling with barely checked power.

The small side of Ron that still had strategy to it decided to take control then and he walked out. Not before throwing a hate filled glare. That really had no effect but hey points for trying.

After he was gone Cassiopeia was left with her now violently trembling brother. Apollo wasn't a super hero or anything, but he was extremely powerful. Usually he held back a lot of his power so his spells didn't hurt anyone, but when he got angry those blocks failed. Hence the shaking, his body was not handling the sudden influx of power without a release of some kind. The whole encounter hadn't taken more then five minutes but it was taking its toll on Apollo.

"Apollo calm down, he is gone, come on relax." She said tried to encourage him and she could see he was trying desperately to get a handle on his magic but it just wouldn't work.

Finally all she had to do was hold him. Bodily contact between the two of them brought him out of the trembling stage and now he was just breathing heavily. "Just how powerful are you?" she found her self asking.

And it wasn't her brother that answered.

"Strong enough to level Hogsmeade if he wanted to." It was the strong, confidant, voice of Draco Malfoy and he was now pushing his way over to Apollo. "Why are you here? Oh never mind I can tell you're not a threat. Help me." Draco commanded. Looking over him he noticed the unfocused eyes and the harsh breathing.

"With what exactly?" she asked carefully.

"With him, you can tell he hasn't come out of it entirely, just hold him propped against you. When he has a power surge it leaves behind traces. Its like he is high, or drunk, and it can't last long. Damn it where is that potion." He said almost dismissively as he was searching through his robes for something.

Hearing the normally composed Malfoy heir swear was the thing that let Cassiopeia know he was highly concerned with her brother and wasn't really paying attention to anything else.

"Ah ha," Draco said triumphantly as he finally found a small vial of crystal blue potion. "Severus did warn me to keep this on hand, glad I listened for once." He asked by way of short explanation to the confused looking Cassiopeia.

"Professor Snape has been working on fine tuning this potion since our first year here. Harry wasn't able to function well in his classes while he was younger, and as we got older his magic bursts got stronger and the high produced more profound." Draco was doing the explaining as he tilted Apollo's head back and gently encouraged him to swallow it. "He remembers nothing from the time of entering this phase until he comes out of it. We take care of him the best we can, but we can't do much. The potion will work in about ten minutes." Draco finished explaining.

"Your name is Selena right? What are you doing with Harry?" he asked trying to get a solid reading off her.

"Long story short, he is my half brother, and my name is Cassiopeia now. His has changed too but it is up to him to tell you if he wants to." She explained.

"Alright, I definitely know better then to ask about that one. I only request you know what you are doing alright. He needs a family that wont beat him for existing." Draco said giving the closest thing to his approval she was going to get for now. Although Draco was wondering when James Potter had an affair to produce Cassiopeia it couldn't have been long after Harry was born. It never crossed his mind that James was not part of the equation.

"Hey Draco, you keep saying that you can tell I'm not a threat, how?" she asked curiously.

"This would be one case where the rumors are true, I am part Veela." He answered.

Soon after that Apollo's mind finally cleared of the fog surrounding it and his eyes came into focus. As soon as he caught sight of the tailored robes and shockingly blond hair he, and there is no other word for it, pounced onto the other Slytherin.

"What happened to you? Why didn't you write? You scared me." he fired off questions a mile a minute.

"I'm sorry I scared you, and I didn't write because I couldn't, and as for what happened well see for yourself." he said pulling up his left sleeve and just when Harry was starting to worry he revealed...

... a cigarette burn.

Well it looked like a cigarette burn, it was just a tiny circular scar that was just barely healed over and it wasn't the only one.

"What happened?" Apollo asked quietly, Cassiopeia staying silent having absolutely no idea what to say.

"They want to Mark me. Fortunately they can't until next summer. Father decided to 'help' me by getting me used to pain. He was burning me with different things for the majority of the summer. Just when I got the burns to heal up to the point I might be able to write he burned me again. I'm really glad Dobby is only loyal to Mother and I. He was the one who wrote down all my assignments. He is deathly afraid of owls and after all he has done for me I couldn't make him go near them just for that, and I figured you would be safer at your Aunt's house if you didn't have random house elves popping in at all hours of the day." He explained.

"Enough about my boringly painful summer, it sounds like you have a long story to tell and its a long way to Hogwarts." Draco said trying, and achieving, to change the subject.

"Understanding Draco's need to relax Apollo and Cassiopeia explained the events of the summer to him as the other Slytherin's wondered in and out of the compartment making the rounds of all the compartments with friends in them. The train ride passed in a warm sense of security that was anticlimactic from the first half hour. Thankfully Cassiopeia was accepted by them in general. She would still have to prove worthy of their trust but there was no hostilities or ill will and that was a pretty good start when dealing with these particular children.

A/N Well there it is the train ride. Next chapter will probably be written in parts by both of us but I honestly don't know yet.

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