Potter's Eleven

Chapter Eleven



"So where do you put your hands?" Ron asked of Dennis.

Dennis fixed his tie and then crossed them in front of his body.

"No, good. Don't touch your tie. Look at me," Ron said, "Now where do you look if he asks you a question?"

Dennis looked up.

"Don't look up, he'll know you don't know the answer," Ron said.

Dennis looked down.

"Don't look down either. He'll know you're lying. Look straight ahead. Don't use seven words when four will do," Ron said.

Dennis started to shift his weight.

"Don't shift your weight either. Be specific but not memorable. Be funny but don't make him laugh. He's got to like you and then forget about you the second you leave."

Dennis looked overwhelmed.

"And for God's sake, whatever you do, don't ever, under any circumstance,"

"Ron, can you take a look at this?" Hermione called from the other room.

"Sure," Ron said as he got up and walked away, leaving a terrified Dennis behind.

**

Sirius bent over and tied his shoes. Breathing heavily, he tried to stand up, but couldn't. Ron peeked in and sighed as Sirius tried to catch his breath.

"You ready?" Ron asked, "It's time."

Sirius nodded and painfully pulled himself out of the chair. Walking over to the mirror, he inspected himself before turning to Ron.

"OK, let's do this," he said.



"Mr. Wats, I'm a very busy man tonight. Is everything going according to schedule?" Roger asked Sirius as they stood in front of a large fireplace.

"I have no reason to believe not so. My package should be arriving momentarily," Sirius said. Seconds later, two loud pops sounded from the fireplace and George and Fred, who were disguised, came out of it holding a black briefcase.

"Mr. Wats," George said, handing the briefcase to Sirius.

"Let's go. I don't have much time tonight," Roger said, hurrying the group along towards a room in the back of the casino.



"Mr. Malfoy, are you ready to play tonight? Is your arm healed yet?" the Daily Prophet reporter called.

"Yes, my arm feels one hundred percent better. Now if you don't mind, I need to go to the locker room so I can get my focus together," Draco said as he left his teammates form where they had been answering questions for the press. As Draco started to leave, he saw Roger and Sirius out of the corner of his eye.



Roger and Sirius walked by the slot machines together. AS they walked by, Roger noticed Harry sitting at one of them, staring straight at him.

"Find Mr. Walsh. Tell him Mr. Potter is at the west slots. Deal with him," Roger said to an aide walking next to him.

The aide walked off towards a muscular guy and started to whisper into his ear.





"Pick it up please," Roger said quickly.

Sirius picked up the briefcase.

"Open it," Roger said even quicker.

Sirius opened it and handed it to Roger. Roger tore it apart, making sure that there wasn't any hidden compartments and then quickly performed an unconcealment charm to make sure that there wasn't any hidden charms on the briefcase.

"OK, I agree to take this briefcase into my house vault for a period for twenty-four hours. I agree to take custody for your items, but cannot be held responsible for any harm that could be done to them. I can't let you go down to the safe with them," Roger said.

"Why not?" Sirius interrupted.

"Well, one, security, two, insurance and three, I just don't trust you," Roger said, "These are my terms. You may watch on a camera your jewels being taken down to the vault. Do you accept?"

"You give me no choice but to accept," Sirius said.

"Very good. Mr. Deans will escort you to the camera room as I have other matters that need to be attended to," Roger said as he walked out the door.

"Good day to you too Sir.," Sirius muttered as he followed Mr. Deans out another door.



"Take deep breaths, you'll do fine," Hermione said to Dennis through a magic earpiece as he leaned on a table waiting for Roger Davies to walk by, "You're a natural. Just don't screw up."

"Is he ready?" Ron asked Hermione.

Hermione was about to answer when the twins came in the room with a large safe box hidden under a white table cloth.

Cha walked into the room wrapping her hand in bandages.

"I still don't understand why I can't magic my hand better," she said.

"Because, Cha, if you were to magic your hand better, then an alarm would pick it up down in the vault. That's why you haven't been allowed to touch your wand for the past three days. The alarms down there are so strong that they pick up even the smallest bit of magic," Ron said.

"Well, give me a couple minutes. I need to finish wrapping my hand," she said.



"Dennis, you're up," Hermione said in Dennis' ear as Roger walked out of a door in front of Dennis.

"Mr. Davies, hi, Morrie Shellis with the England Quidditch Association. I'm afraid I need two minutes of your time," Dennis said as he flashed Roger a badge.

"Anything for the EQA," Roger sighed.

"Would you please accompany me to the locker room?" Dennis asked.



"So when do you make the deposit?" Ron asked Fred.

"When you give the signal," George said as he walked into the room still buttoning up his casino employee outfit.

"Ready Cha?" Ron asked.

Cha nodded and slipped into the safe.

"How's that feel? All right? You want something to read? A magazine?" Ron asked peering into the safe.

Cha flicked him off.

"Well she's ready," Ron said, "OK, she has ½ an hour of breathing time starting..now," he said as he locked the safe.

"There's no looking back now. We're committed," Ron said looking at the twins.

AN: Sorry that chapter took so long, I went to camp for a week. Well I'm almost done- just a couple more chapters! Thanks for all the reviews( I've never had so many!!) thanks for the support! Ciao!