He appeared silently in the place he was told to. No one had noticed him yet because he apparated without making any noise. He quickly held his wand to his face and muttered a charm.

When he glanced into the window as he stepped forward he couldn't help but smile. He now looked nothing like Harry Potter. Which was the way he wanted it to be.

After Harry had defeated Voldemort his life had gotten worse. The ministry were calling on him ten times a day. More people stared at him than ever and the prophet followed him around trying to get an interview. They had backed off when he had pulled his wand on them but only slightly.

So he had gotten out. He packed his bags and now here he stood in the International Apparition Centre, New York City. He held out a piece of parchment to the two wizards who quickly took it off him.

Minerva had organised this for him. Harry was now in America with full visa and he would take on a new identity. She had gotten him a teaching job at Salem's School for the Magically Gifted which he had jumped at.

He had found it hard saying goodbye to all his friends but he promised to let them visit as soon as he was settled. Ginny had been heartbroken when he had told her but she accepted that this was something he had to do to get over the war and the loses that they all had suffered.

He looked up when he was asked to hold out his wand. Once it had been checked he smiled and accepted the documents back. He shook both men's hands and then one opened a door for him.

"Welcome to America Mr Evans."

A young woman sighed as the plane hit more turbulence. She put the seatbelt back on and turned up her music. The business woman next to her glared at her headphones before huffing.

She ignored her and went back to her book. It was one of her new school books and she was finding it interesting. She looked up again as the air steward caught her attention. She pulled out her headphones and gave him her full attention.

"Are you ready for your meal Miss Mackenzie?"

"I guess. Can I have an Irn Bru with it please?"

"Of course." He passed the plate to her then the can and moved on.

She quickly ate but she didn't enjoy the food. Even in business class the food was rotten. She glanced out of the window when she was finished and realised that the plane was currently over Canada. They would be at New York in about an hour.

She cleaned up her plate and ordered another drink. She then settled back and watched the landscape below her change. Eventually the plane landed and she collected her hand luggage before stepping off the plane.

After collecting her four suitcases she walked quickly through immigration and out into the main foyer of the airport where she quickly spotted her brother. She walked over and was pulled into a hug.

"Thank god you got here ok. Why can't you just take your apparition test Bonnie?"

"Because I prefer muggle transport Dougie. Besides, I've seen the state you end up in after appirating across the Atlantic. And what kind of welcome was that?"

"Oh shut up. C'mon, Luca is waiting in the car."

When they got to the car she spotted her cousin and best friend Luca Mackenzie sitting on the car bonnet with a cigarette between his lips.

"Luca! What is that in your mouth?!"

"Oh don't start Bonnie. I've already had it off mum."

"Fine. But you'd better give it up before we go back to Salem."

"Yeah yeah. C'mon, mum has missed you like mad."

They packed the car and got in. soon Bonnie was heading to her aunts house which was her second home outside of Salem's. She couldn't wait to get back to school for her final year.

Harry looked around and couldn't help but feel impressed. Salem's was better than he thought.

The school looked nothing like Hogwarts. It looked more like a muggle university that had been built in a forest clearing. A five story sandstone building was in front of him. To the east was a stadium which he knew was the Quidditch pitch. The west was a series of smaller sandstone building which he thought was the dorms.

The front doors in front of him opened and out stepped a middle aged blonde witch. Her robes were lilac and suited her shape very well. He bowed to her when she approached and then held out his hand.

"Welcome to Salem's Mr Potter. I am Maggie McGonagall. Minnie has told me so much about you."

"Minnie?"

"Oh yes, sorry dear, I'm talking about Minerva, my older sister."

"Oh, right. I wondered how she had a contact here in America."

"Come to my office my dear I shall tell you all. Oh, what do you want to be known as by the staff and students?"

"James Evans. I don't want anyone here to know of my true identity."

"Of course James. Now lets go and have some tea and I'll introduce you to the rest of the staff."

Harry smiled and followed her. He had a good feeling about America. He already knew he was going to love it.

Meh, another one of these but oh well. You guys know the drill. Cheers!