Okay, due to requests, I tried to fix the grammar problems and make it
easier to read. I think I have a beta on the line so hopefully then
someone who has a clue about at that stuff will be able to fix it. Hope
you like the story! I also added in the suggestion for the last couple of
sentences from Minerva-Snape-Dumbledor, hope you don't mind.
Time to Come Home.
Chapter 1:
Evan James enjoyed his life. He owned a bar with his sister and brother in law, Taught martial arts classes three times a week at a local dojo 3 times a week, and also worked for the Am. Ministry of magic Dept of Mysteries during the day, but he didn't like to talk about that and only would in the three's joint secure office upstairs. He lived with his sister and her husband about the bar in a spacious apt. with 6 bedrooms 3 baths, a nice kitchen and living area but it definitely didn't look that big from the outside.
Jazzy his sister and her husband Drake were two of the few people who really knew him and had his absolute trust. Drake however, understood far better than Jazzy the need to die and be completely reborn as another person preferably in a place far away thanks to both of their respective childhoods. Although to be completely fair neither of them had ever really had the chance to be children.
His sister Jasmine, Jazzy for short is a stunning redhead with deep brown eyes. That he'd found quite by accident while walking down the street and running into to her knocking both of them over while also triggering a sibling bonding spell their mother had put on them when she was sending Jazzy off to live with some Am. Cousins until the danger with Voldemort passed. While her little brother was too young to be sent off just yet. Every one had assumed since she had left that Halloween day on a muggle plane, that she had been killed as well and no trace of her body being left anywhere.
Drake her husband of 2 years and friend of Evans for quite awhile was approx. '6' Feet tall with light brown hair and light green eyes. Evan himself had changed a lot as well his unruly dark brown hair grown to his shoulders with bluish-green eyes around '6,2' and nicely muscular frame not bulky but definitely toned and an unblemished forehead thanks to muggle makeup and a nicely done wand less glamour that was luckily untraceable. While Drake had permanently changed his eye color Evan wasn't willing to give up one of the few things he's inherited from his mother so he compromised thanks to muggle color contact lenses.
Evan walked into his bar and glanced around out of habit sizing everyone up. Feeling nothing disturbing he smiled as he greeted the regular patrons of the bar and his staff. He took his spot behind the bar, everyone was gearing up for the usual Friday night festivities. The house band "Never Die" was already warming up for the night. He estimated about 2 hours before the place really started hopping and decided after the day he'd had he really needed a shower. He spun around and lifted Jazzy as she snuck up behind him twirling her around of her feet.
"It's going to be a good night big sis, I can feel it. You gonna dance with me tonight and give me a challenge?"
"Laughing, Please I'll dance you into the ground Evan James."
Turning to the regulars, "You hear that guys I think the lady is challenging me what do you think?"
Knowing their cue since this was a regular occurrence, they started placing bets on who the winner would be. While this particular challenge happened often the winner always varied.
"Jazzy, I believe were becoming predictable were going to have to change our routine a bit."
Jacob a burly rugged man taking the bets being placed answered them . "Predictable maybe, but, you two always have a surprise or three up your sleeves."
Jazzy laughed. "I believe we will have to change our act Evan. They know us too well, we got to spice it up a little."
Everyone at the bar laughed and cringed at that. Some remembering the last time she said something like that everyone had woken with a killer head ache the next day not having any clue how they had managed to get home but, in contrast had a startling memory of the stupid antics they'd preformed the night before.
"Unhand my wife man be lucky you her brother or I might get jealous." Drake yelled as he entered the bar from their apt. upstairs.
"Here she's all yours I already gave her away once to you how come she keeps coming back. I'll gladly give her away again maybe this time she'll stay with you."
"Hey!!" (Knocking him upside the head)
"Ouch. Damn did I say that out loud. I'm sorry really, really sorry."
"You'd better be little brother!" she replied menacingly.
Muttering to Drake. "Man don't get her angry because I'm not taking her back."
"I heard that Evan James and you'll pay for that!"
Slipping through the door to their apt. just in time to hear a loud thump on the door. Laughing he went upstairs for his shower. Completely missing the owl that had dropped off a letter on the kitchen table in very familiar green ink.
Showered and changed he walked back down to the bar for the beginning of the crowd rush for the liquor bottle show. Evan waited a beat and nodded to Joe to be ready to duck out of the flying, spinning and tossed liquor bottles. (Think cocktail with tom cruise) the said in a loud now as he ducked in grabbing a bottle mid air with perfect timing. Thanks Joe he called as the began a spectacular display tossing and twirling the bottles back and forth making everyone's drinks. All three so caught up they missed the entrance of the 2 men one very old man with long hair and one dark man with shoulder length hair and a menacing glare for everyone. But minutes later all three looked up as their boss from their other job walked in and push his way to the bar with a smile and a wave. They had his usual drink ready and waiting before he made it to his seat that Jacob always managed to save for him. They each gave a quick hi to him as he sat and they went on with the show.
Bill turned to Jacob and asked. "So who's favorite for the contest tonight?"
"Jazzy by a long shot man you want in?"
"Yeah, give me 20 on Evan."
"Your gonna lose but sure!"
"We'll see about that."
Evan and Jazzy exchanged smiles as they heard this and looked for their replacements Rita and John were standing by to take over with a nod they both swung out of the bar as the others stepped in with ease and took over. The 2 men who had slipped earlier were approaching the bar right as they had left. Taking seats next to Jacob on the other side.
"What's this I hear of bets?" The old man asks curiously.
"Their weekly dance contest you want in?"
"Why not give me 10 on the boy."
"Your gonna lose man Jazzy's hot tonight she's gonna wipe the floor with Evan."
"Evan?"
"Yeah, Evan James owner of the bar along with his sister and her husband Drake. Drake's the guy right there he pointed behind the bar."
Drake who had turned to catch a bottle flying at him from Rita saw the two men and whispered to himself. "Shit!" He caught the bottle with out missing a beat and turned to his boss Bill with a nod and whispered. "Stay tonight we'll need your help."
In complete understanding Bill nodded back with a question. "How much do you think they know?"
"Me and Jazzy probably nothing although that's probably due the fact they found my dead body and don't know she's alive. He knows about Evan though that much is definite. Probably just the old man as well he's not one to give up information easily so I don't his friend has any idea who he is."
"Alright."
Lights dimmed as the spotlights hit the couple waiting on stage. Sister and Brother laughed as the music cued up and the contest began. They danced non stop for over an hour full out no holding back. From rock to jazz to tango, pop, swing, and all over again. They were electric, knowing each others moves before they even completely started. No doubt tonight would be close one of the had to give up or run out of energy for the other to win. Both being stubborn neither gave up easily. Finally Jazzy dropped to the floor with a laugh.
"OK, OK, I give up you win little brother."
Groans were heard as everyone who'd bet on Jazzy lost their money and the winners went and collected from Jacob.
The two men had since moved to a booth in the back of the bar not easily seen and watched the partners take their place behind the bar again never missing a beat or a bottle tossed their way.
Drake moved in close to Evan and whispered. "We got company, The greasy git and the old fool are in booth number 6. Pretty sure the old fool knows about you don't think the Greasy git knows though and I doubt he know about me or Jazzy."
Evan froze than nodded never missing a bottle but muttered a distinct.
"Shit! I thought tonight was going to be a good night. "Damn!!!" he hissed through clenched teeth. "He found me!"
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So any good please let me know by reviews. I may or may not continue if you guys don't like it. But I do have about a total of 20 pages already written just not typed. Let me know if I should so hit that little button on the bottom left hand corner.
Time to Come Home.
Chapter 1:
Evan James enjoyed his life. He owned a bar with his sister and brother in law, Taught martial arts classes three times a week at a local dojo 3 times a week, and also worked for the Am. Ministry of magic Dept of Mysteries during the day, but he didn't like to talk about that and only would in the three's joint secure office upstairs. He lived with his sister and her husband about the bar in a spacious apt. with 6 bedrooms 3 baths, a nice kitchen and living area but it definitely didn't look that big from the outside.
Jazzy his sister and her husband Drake were two of the few people who really knew him and had his absolute trust. Drake however, understood far better than Jazzy the need to die and be completely reborn as another person preferably in a place far away thanks to both of their respective childhoods. Although to be completely fair neither of them had ever really had the chance to be children.
His sister Jasmine, Jazzy for short is a stunning redhead with deep brown eyes. That he'd found quite by accident while walking down the street and running into to her knocking both of them over while also triggering a sibling bonding spell their mother had put on them when she was sending Jazzy off to live with some Am. Cousins until the danger with Voldemort passed. While her little brother was too young to be sent off just yet. Every one had assumed since she had left that Halloween day on a muggle plane, that she had been killed as well and no trace of her body being left anywhere.
Drake her husband of 2 years and friend of Evans for quite awhile was approx. '6' Feet tall with light brown hair and light green eyes. Evan himself had changed a lot as well his unruly dark brown hair grown to his shoulders with bluish-green eyes around '6,2' and nicely muscular frame not bulky but definitely toned and an unblemished forehead thanks to muggle makeup and a nicely done wand less glamour that was luckily untraceable. While Drake had permanently changed his eye color Evan wasn't willing to give up one of the few things he's inherited from his mother so he compromised thanks to muggle color contact lenses.
Evan walked into his bar and glanced around out of habit sizing everyone up. Feeling nothing disturbing he smiled as he greeted the regular patrons of the bar and his staff. He took his spot behind the bar, everyone was gearing up for the usual Friday night festivities. The house band "Never Die" was already warming up for the night. He estimated about 2 hours before the place really started hopping and decided after the day he'd had he really needed a shower. He spun around and lifted Jazzy as she snuck up behind him twirling her around of her feet.
"It's going to be a good night big sis, I can feel it. You gonna dance with me tonight and give me a challenge?"
"Laughing, Please I'll dance you into the ground Evan James."
Turning to the regulars, "You hear that guys I think the lady is challenging me what do you think?"
Knowing their cue since this was a regular occurrence, they started placing bets on who the winner would be. While this particular challenge happened often the winner always varied.
"Jazzy, I believe were becoming predictable were going to have to change our routine a bit."
Jacob a burly rugged man taking the bets being placed answered them . "Predictable maybe, but, you two always have a surprise or three up your sleeves."
Jazzy laughed. "I believe we will have to change our act Evan. They know us too well, we got to spice it up a little."
Everyone at the bar laughed and cringed at that. Some remembering the last time she said something like that everyone had woken with a killer head ache the next day not having any clue how they had managed to get home but, in contrast had a startling memory of the stupid antics they'd preformed the night before.
"Unhand my wife man be lucky you her brother or I might get jealous." Drake yelled as he entered the bar from their apt. upstairs.
"Here she's all yours I already gave her away once to you how come she keeps coming back. I'll gladly give her away again maybe this time she'll stay with you."
"Hey!!" (Knocking him upside the head)
"Ouch. Damn did I say that out loud. I'm sorry really, really sorry."
"You'd better be little brother!" she replied menacingly.
Muttering to Drake. "Man don't get her angry because I'm not taking her back."
"I heard that Evan James and you'll pay for that!"
Slipping through the door to their apt. just in time to hear a loud thump on the door. Laughing he went upstairs for his shower. Completely missing the owl that had dropped off a letter on the kitchen table in very familiar green ink.
Showered and changed he walked back down to the bar for the beginning of the crowd rush for the liquor bottle show. Evan waited a beat and nodded to Joe to be ready to duck out of the flying, spinning and tossed liquor bottles. (Think cocktail with tom cruise) the said in a loud now as he ducked in grabbing a bottle mid air with perfect timing. Thanks Joe he called as the began a spectacular display tossing and twirling the bottles back and forth making everyone's drinks. All three so caught up they missed the entrance of the 2 men one very old man with long hair and one dark man with shoulder length hair and a menacing glare for everyone. But minutes later all three looked up as their boss from their other job walked in and push his way to the bar with a smile and a wave. They had his usual drink ready and waiting before he made it to his seat that Jacob always managed to save for him. They each gave a quick hi to him as he sat and they went on with the show.
Bill turned to Jacob and asked. "So who's favorite for the contest tonight?"
"Jazzy by a long shot man you want in?"
"Yeah, give me 20 on Evan."
"Your gonna lose but sure!"
"We'll see about that."
Evan and Jazzy exchanged smiles as they heard this and looked for their replacements Rita and John were standing by to take over with a nod they both swung out of the bar as the others stepped in with ease and took over. The 2 men who had slipped earlier were approaching the bar right as they had left. Taking seats next to Jacob on the other side.
"What's this I hear of bets?" The old man asks curiously.
"Their weekly dance contest you want in?"
"Why not give me 10 on the boy."
"Your gonna lose man Jazzy's hot tonight she's gonna wipe the floor with Evan."
"Evan?"
"Yeah, Evan James owner of the bar along with his sister and her husband Drake. Drake's the guy right there he pointed behind the bar."
Drake who had turned to catch a bottle flying at him from Rita saw the two men and whispered to himself. "Shit!" He caught the bottle with out missing a beat and turned to his boss Bill with a nod and whispered. "Stay tonight we'll need your help."
In complete understanding Bill nodded back with a question. "How much do you think they know?"
"Me and Jazzy probably nothing although that's probably due the fact they found my dead body and don't know she's alive. He knows about Evan though that much is definite. Probably just the old man as well he's not one to give up information easily so I don't his friend has any idea who he is."
"Alright."
Lights dimmed as the spotlights hit the couple waiting on stage. Sister and Brother laughed as the music cued up and the contest began. They danced non stop for over an hour full out no holding back. From rock to jazz to tango, pop, swing, and all over again. They were electric, knowing each others moves before they even completely started. No doubt tonight would be close one of the had to give up or run out of energy for the other to win. Both being stubborn neither gave up easily. Finally Jazzy dropped to the floor with a laugh.
"OK, OK, I give up you win little brother."
Groans were heard as everyone who'd bet on Jazzy lost their money and the winners went and collected from Jacob.
The two men had since moved to a booth in the back of the bar not easily seen and watched the partners take their place behind the bar again never missing a beat or a bottle tossed their way.
Drake moved in close to Evan and whispered. "We got company, The greasy git and the old fool are in booth number 6. Pretty sure the old fool knows about you don't think the Greasy git knows though and I doubt he know about me or Jazzy."
Evan froze than nodded never missing a bottle but muttered a distinct.
"Shit! I thought tonight was going to be a good night. "Damn!!!" he hissed through clenched teeth. "He found me!"
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So any good please let me know by reviews. I may or may not continue if you guys don't like it. But I do have about a total of 20 pages already written just not typed. Let me know if I should so hit that little button on the bottom left hand corner.
