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Something To Think About.
After Bill and Albus left they all headed upstairs to the apartment. Drake and Jazzy went straight to bed for the night seeing how the bar hadn't closed until one am and it was around 2:30am in the morning. This left Evan to show Snape around the place.
"Well Professor Snape, let me show you around real quick and I'll let you get to sleep. Please call me Evan."
"Alright Evan, but you must refer to me as Severus." He replied, while thinking oh please don't let him be a bumbling idiot like most of the people Albus hires for this job. If he is totally incompetent, it will be such a waste of those good looks. I have a feeling that he should've hired Drake Evans for the job instead, he seemed harsher. Evan just seems to be too nice to be effective. Even if he does work for the Dept. of Mysteries here, the others could be carrying him along. Well there's only one way to find out. I'll have to talk to the other two about him. He finished his musing as Evan began his tour.
"Well obviously that is Drake and Jazzy's room, there is a potion lab connected for Drake, but you probably won't be able to get in with out their permission. If you do need anything just, ask Drake. The kitchen is right there. The only meal we all usually make together is breakfast around 8am and I usually cook. For lunch it's pretty much help yourself, feel free to cook whatever you want as long as you clean up after yourself. The living room is here. You may borrow any book you like as long as you return it eventually. If you're looking for a specific book we may have it in our office just ask.
"Now we all share this office so I'm warning you now, please do not try to enter it with out one of us granting access, or you will be in for an unpleasant and quite painful surprise. If do you need anything just call through the door. Now the door next to it is our workout area. Again, if you wish to use it just ask one of will let you in. Now, off to the left across from the office is my room no one can get in unless I invite them, or they are with me the wards are designed for that. The only person granted access at all times besides myself is Jazzy and that's only because she is the only person who can get around my personal wards. Drake can as well but it leaves him quite drained. It would probably be the same for you, but I do have some nasty surprises in store for anyone trying to break in. Obviously, you have noticed the anti-apparition wards over the whole building it's designed so that only specified people can get in or out. I will key you in sometime tomorrow. Here at the end of the hall will be your room, there is a bathroom attached with most necessary items.
"I'm going to assume that the Headmaster gave you no warning about this vacation, so the closet is spelled to give whatever the person who walks in their desired clothing. You can also state the size, style, color and such and it will produce what you ask for. The only thing we will ask is that you dress as a muggle; our bar is a muggle establishment for the most part. Other than that do you have any questions or concerns for now?"
"No, I believe that should be all. I appreciate your family's hospitality." Severus replied.
"No problem Severus, we all need a vacation from ourselves at some
point. Goodnight Severus."
Nodding his head slightly in response, he replied "Goodnight Evan."
Severus entered his room still musing on whether or not Evan was as
incompetent as the rest.
Evan made his way to his room and took a shower. He knew he would
dream tonight because of the memories stirred up by seeing the
Headmaster and Professor Snape he just hoped it wouldn't be so bad
but, he knew better.
~~~~~Dream Sequence~~~~~
The morning had started out badly, an overall dread had settled over
the entire school. Graduation was two days away, but some would not
be able to make it. The order had received news of an impending
attack on Hogwarts, through their spies in Voldemorts' circle. (Draco
had turned to the light side after his initiation and seeing exactly
what Voldemort was capable of as well as how he treated his so called
loyal followers.) The teachers had lined up outside with Harry in the
middle on either side of him were his two best friends. Hermione on
the left, Ron to his right, and Dumbledore was directly behind him.
The golden trio, as they were called, exchanged looks. Harry had
noticed something odd in their eyes but had written it off as stress.
Harry spoke first. "Are you two ready? You don't have to be here
right now, you know." he asked.
Hermione stiffly answered first. "Were not leaving Harry, it will be
okay I promise."
Ron and Hermione exchanged glances then Ron answered strangely. "Were
with you Harry, you know that. We'll see you in the hospital wing
after don't worry."
Nodding with a slight smile, Harry watched as the Death Eaters
approached the gates, the fight would start any minute now. "Thanks
guys."
No one was sure who yelled the first curse but it happened. The
fighting raged on for hours somewhere Ron and Hermione were separated
from him. He never realized that would be the last he'd see of them
alive until on his way to his inevitable confrontation with Voldemort.
He'd tripped over a body while ducking a curse and stunning the Death
Eater in return. He looked down on who he'd tripped over and saw the
familiar red hair of his best mate. Eyes staring blankly up at him
seeing no more. He blinked back tears and looked away only to see
Hermione's lifeless body 3 feet away with the same expression. His
eyes had slowly died, he really had nothing left his tentative plans
he'd already made were now concrete. His own Eyes hardening at the
sight of his friends, and he directed all his rage at the person
responsible for his heartache.
He found Voldemort quickly after that battling Dumbledore. The
Headmaster was starting to show his fatigue, he checked out the two
death eaters standing next to their so-called master. He recognized
them immediately, he'd seen them too many times in his visions to not
know them. He approached just in time to hear Voldemorts taunting.
"Where's you wonder boy now old fool? Where is he when great granddad
need him most huh?"
Only slightly shocked at that. He hadn't known how could he not tell
him something like that. It didn't matter that much really but he
really would've rather found out from someone besides Voldemort.
Seeing his opening he met the Headmasters pleading eyes with his blank
ones. The headmaster had known Harry had heard that, he just hoped
that he'd get a chance to explain in the future.
Harry turned to Voldemort drawing his attention away from his mentor
and newly found family member. "Why Tom I'm right here. Care to take
on someone closer to your own age?"
Turning he faced his nemesis, "Potter so glad you could join us any
last words for you Great Granddad here before I kill you?"
"Severus, Draco keep the old fool occupied while I take care of this
nuisance once and for all."
Severus and Draco removed their masks and stepped to Dumbledores side.
It was time to show their true loyalty. While Potter replied
smoothly, "As you can see Tom the only one who going to die today is
you. Notice anything about where your loyal followers are now?" He
taunted, he knew that an angry and irrational dark lord was easier to
beat than a confident one.
Voldemort raged at the show of loyalty to Dumbledore and spat. "I
will take care of both of you later." With that he turned to Potter
and started firing off curses.
Harry expecting this had his strongest shield up already in
anticipation. He decided not to waste and time and started the
ancient curse he'd found that would kill the mind, body, and soul. He
finished it in less than 10 seconds. He didn't scream it, didn't
whisper, but it just said it calmly. All the death eaters felt the
pain as their lord died.
While Draco and Severus were on the ground in pain Harry held off the
pain from his scar. He knew he couldn't succumb to the pain. He had
too much to finish. He quickly stunned and exhausted Albus with a
muttered sorry, as well stunning Severus. In a way, it would save him
from the pain of the mark.
Still holding his own pain off he rose and went to Draco. Draco
finally being able to stand his own pain from his mark looked up at
Harry as he approached. Harry spoke first softly. "Are you sure you
want to do this. Its not to late to change your mind." He stated
impassively.
"Yes, although I would like for my godfather, (Severus) to know it is
just not possible. With father still alive, he'll hunt me down, he
witnessed Severus's and my betrayal, Severus tried to stun him but he
got away and into the forest. What about you? Have your letters
already gone out?" He asked quietly. Already taking his fake, dead
body, fully prepared, out of his pocket and unshrinking it. He took
off the charms, so it would start to cool from his normal body heat to
the false rigor mortis he'd set and started the process.
Helping Drake set up the fake body Harry answered his question. "Yes
my letters have already gone out it seems only Reamus and Dumbledore
will be alive to receive them though. He'll probably give Ron's to his
family."
Drake looked up sharply at that and slowly exhaled with a simple.
"I'm sorry."
Harry answered still in his impassive voice. "So am I Draco, so am
I."
They looked around to make sure everything was in place for Draco's
"death". Seeing nothing missing. It would look like he died from a
stab wound in the back with a handy dagger thrown with a charm off one
of his father's many wands. Everyone especially Snape were to believe
Lucius had hung around to take revenge on his son. Although Draco
knew his father was deep in the forest right now thanks to a tracking
charm, he'd placed on him this morning.
"Ready?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, lets go before someone decides to look for us," with that,
Draco suddenly fell to the ground in case anyone was watching and
turned invisible placing his hand in Harry's. Harry scanned the field
one more time as if to see where whatever took Draco down came from.
With that He apparated both of them away to their new lives.
Everything was already set up. He and Draco would now be known as
Evan James and Drake Evans.
~~~~~End Dream~~~~~
Evan woke up with tears in his eyes the pain from Ron and Hermione's
death still fresh even though it had been a little over seven years
since that day.
He slowly wiped them away. Sighing softly when he looked at the
clock, it was only a little after five in the morning. He got up and
took a shower to wash away the sweat from his nightmare and hopefully
clear his mind away from those horrible images.
Evan made his way to the office and started a pot of coffee. He had
plenty of paperwork to do that Bill would need by next Friday. Two
hours later he went to the kitchen and started breakfast he never ate
much after nightmares especially after this one or the ones from the
Dursleys. But he enjoyed cooking and well a little selfishly since
neither Jazzy or Drake cooked particularly well, it was his kitchen.
Jazzy could cook enough to keep her alive but well Drake was just
hopeless, which was a wonder because he was quite good at potions.
Severus walked into the kitchen freshly showered wearing blue jeans
and a black button down shirt his hair still wet from the shower. He
said a curt 'good morning' as Evan poured his coffee and handed it to
him stating that the cream was in the fridge and sugar on the table.
He was surprised when Severus used both and raised a eyebrow to
himself at that. 'That's what I get for assuming things' he thought.
Grinning mischievously when the he glanced at the clock and which
read 8:05 am he turned to Severus saying "Will you look at that, their
late for breakfast, we can't have that now can we."
With out waiting for a reply he nonchalantly waved a hand and said a
charm under his breath. Severus just looked at him oddly and turned
to pick up the newspaper asking. "Do you mind?"
"Help yourse-" he was cut off by two very angry screams coming from
the hallway. Severus raised and eyebrow at him as Evan shrugged
nonchalantly. "They were late, they know the rules." just as a
drenched Drake and Jazzy came into the room with tiny storm clouds
raining over their heads.
"Evan James you'd better have coffee made and breakfast ready because
you will pay if you don't. Now take this rain cloud off my head."
Jazzy fumed.
"I'll get you back." Drake added.
Severus had to suppress a grin at the drenched picture those two made.
Evan pulled his wand out and took the charms off even though he didn't
particularly need one he kept it with him at all times just in case.
Since he'd had a wand maker replace the wood around his wand so it
wouldn't be noticeably his, he didn't worry about anyone seeing it.
He placed coffee in front of both of them and pouted. "How do you
know it was me, it could have been Severus you know?"
"Don't blame this one on me." Severus smirked.
Jazzy answered raising an eyebrow at her brother. "Besides the fact
he denied it. Well maybe because you do something similar to that
every time were late for breakfast. It always involves water of some
sort though. Besides why would a guest do anything like that?"
"Umm. I don't know oh well here's the coffee and breakfast so I don't
have to worry now do I."
"You just keep believing that." Drake grouchily replied.
They finished up breakfast and all moved into the office. Jazzy,
Drake and Evan, to try to work through the mound of paperwork, Severus
found a book and sat in one of the sofa like chairs to read. Around
9am Hedwig came flying through the window and landed by Evan right as
they were getting ready to leave. Inwardly Evan groaned, but quickly
took the letter from Bill she was carrying read it and handed it to
Drake. The assignment for today was put off until Monday. Now it was
time for damage control he thought. So used to keeping his emotions
and feelings inside he didn't even have to fake the calm blank look
when Severus looked up and saw the owl and nearly screeched.
"That's Potter's owl. What is he doing here?"
Jazzy replied first. "Delivering a message from Bill via Mr. Potter,
is that a problem?" She asked deadly quite.
"How do you know Potter?" He asked accusingly.
Drake replied while Evan just studied the Professors face. "I don't
believe that is really any of your business. Why what is it to you?"
"Because I would love to get my hands on him and hex him to hell and
back, the little coward where's the Griffindor courage now, I wonder."
Before either Drake or Jazzy could reply to that, Evan just held his
hand up. Quickly wrote a reply to Bill saying they would be there. He
sent Hedwig on her way after giving her and owl treat. He spoke
quietly, "I believe Severus here has a problem with Mr. Potter, why I
wonder?"
"Because he abandoned us when we needed him most. He left Albus to
deal with the details of Voldemorts defeat and to the press." Severus
spat venomously.
"Did he leave Albus or anyone for that matter to deal with something
they weren't able to?" Evan inquired.
"Well, nothing that couldn't be handled by someone else, but it would
have been much easier if he'd stayed around for the clean up of his
mess." He replied wondering where this was leading.
"His mess?" Evan asked in a low dangerous voice that made Drake and
Jazzy flinch slightly. Had Severus known him he would understand what
that tone of voice meant, but since he didn't he kept on going.
"Yes, his mess, for someone who loved all the fame from being "The boy
who lived" he sure didn't stick around for the roundup of the Death
Eaters. He continuously put himself in danger from the beginning.
Lets face it, Yes he did a good job of taking care of Voldemort, but
he didn't come through for the world in the end. He left and said to
hell with all his responsibilities. He didn't even bother to leave a
note and after all Albus Dumbledore had done for him too. He had no
appreciation or concern for any of us." He replied bitterly.
Evan looked up sharply after hearing about the no note or etc. He
replied. "Are you sure he didn't leave a note?"
"Not that anyone knows of." Severus sneered.
"Did you bother to ask Albus if a note had been left?"
"No, he would have informed the Order." he replied assuredly.
"Hmm I wonder exactly how much do you know about Mr. Potter Severus?"
He questioned.
"I know he loved and flaunted his fame, was treated and spoiled by his
relatives as well as the rest of the teachers besides me of course,
and he believed that the rules weren't made for him." He sneered in
true Snape style.
"You sound very sure about those, tell me do you have any facts to
back any of that up?"
"What type of facts do you mean?" he asked yes this was leading
somewhere he decided he just wondered where.
"Hmm if you permit me Professor, answer my questions yes or no, did
Mr. Potter ever to your knowledge seek out the press to give an
interview?"
"Yes."
"When and what was the interview about?"
"His fifth year, and it was about Voldemorts resurrection."
"Did he promote his fame in anyway and did he ever give another press
interview."
Thinking on that for a minute Severus was startled with the answer, he
came up with. "No it didn't actually, and no I don't believe he did
give any other interview voluntarily."
"Alright, so you believe he was spoiled he got a lot of mail and gifts
and such from his family then. Couldn't wait to see them, or he
talked about them a lot."
Thinking again he remembered all the Holidays, and how Potter had
always stayed instead of going home. He rarely got any mail, and
never heard anything about the boy's family. He answered "Now that I
think about it he always stayed at Hogwarts for the holidays."
Realizing he was starting to get through to Severus, he asked another
question. "Okay so far we have one voluntary interview not even about
him, and a kid that never went to his relatives house for any
holidays, now I have another question. Did Mr. Potter ever try to gain
attention purposefully by that I mean doing stupid pranks for everyone
to see, or make a fool of himself so everyone could laugh. Did he
seek out to get everyone to like him bend over backwards for any kind
of attention by the student body."
"No I suppose not." He said realizing that it was true Potter never
purposely put himself in the public eye come to think of it he didn't
really ever remember Potter being in a large group of people. Other
than the DA students that had started in the boy's fifth year and the
great hall for meals.
"Okay so we add all of that together now I have something to tell you
thinking about all of that mind you. Did you know that Mr. Potter has
always spoken well of you, in fact I believe he respects you very
much. Do you think you can tell me why?"
Stunned for a minute at that revelation he answered. "I don't know, I
never treated him like he was special in fact I treated him worse than
I do most others. I never let him break the rules without punishment.
So no I really don't know why."
"Ah but Severus whether you realize it or not you did just answer my
question. To you he was always Potter, nothing special, 'The boy who
lived.'" Keeping quite for a moment to let that sink in a little. He
waited until the stunned look started to drop off before continuing.
"Now back to his mess as you put it. Tell me did Mr. Potter ever ask
to be the person who had to kill Voldemort. Only a yes or no is
required for this answer."
"No, but the."
Evan cut him off. "Yes or No is all that is required. Now in fact
did Mr. Potter even have any contact with the magical world before he
received his invitation to the school."
"No, but Albus thought.."
"Yes or No Professor. Now In fact you're telling me that so far on
this he never asked to be the one to kill Voldemort and he never even
knew the magical world existed. Tell me did you know that until Mr.
Potter met a Mr. Hagrid he was told that his parents were worthless,
lazy, and died in a muggle automobile accident. I digress because
Voldemort was his mess. Surely only a one year old baby could hurt
the Dark Lord, and surely only that same baby when grown up into a
ripe old age of 11 and all through school I believe it was, could face
off with said Dark Lord and eventually kill him while he was only 17.
Lord knows that even with the magical population at what is its now in
a world were he was only a child that couldn't take care of this
problem. No, I don't for one second believe it was his mess, lay the
blame where it belongs Severus it was the worlds mess. They didn't
want to deal with so why not make it the child's problem, because,
surely, he was born for it. He can take care of it right?"
"I never said all of that. I'm beginning to think I didn't know Mr.
Potter at all in fact." He replied quietly he was beginning to
realize that in no way was he going to win this argument, but, worse
he was beginning to see much more about Potter than he ever wanted.
Why was Evan so quietly convinced about these things and exactly how
does he know Potter.
"Oh didn't you. I'm sorry did I mistake what you meant by his mess?"
He asked almost amused.
"How do you know so much about Mr. Potter anyway?" He asked avoiding
the last question.
"Your avoiding the question Severus, but I will let it slide for now.
I met him around 6 years ago when he first came to the states. He
helped me out and later I returned the favor, we've been friends since
over the years I've learned much about him." He lied smoothly, well
technically he did meet him six years ago, when he'd changed his name
but something told Evan that didn't quite count.
"I take it you two know him as well?" Severus asked Jazzy and Drake
who'd been watching the proceedings closely. They nodded but didn't
speak. Evan chose to add something else.
"I wonder Severus, if you would be willing to learn more about Mr.
Potter, see if you could back up all of your statements. Do you
really wish to understand Mr. Potter? I suggest you think very hard
about this Severus because if you do there will be no turning back."
Severus thought hard as they all lapsed back into silence. Evan sat
back down when he realized that Severus was indeed thinking hard about
it and returned to his paper work. Drake and Jazzy did as well.
About a hour later Severus looked up at Evan and replied. "Yes I do
wish to understand, I want to know why."
Evan met his gaze with impassively replied. "It will be arranged
then, you will go and speak to his relatives tomorrow. Don't forget
what we have discussed here, continue to think about it all. I hope
you find the answers that you are looking for but don't be upset if it
doesn't live up to your expectations.
I'm sure they spoiled him rotten and he just got mad at them when he
didn't get enough. That doesn't seem to fit quite right though. So
somehow I managed to back myself into this corner, now I'll have to
live with them telling me all about how wonderful potter had been. He
thought disgustedly but he would not back out now. If anything, this
will most likely just confirm his opinion of the boy. It just puzzled
him and always had for that matter why Potter would ever leave.
The day went on and soon they had all changed after a quick dinner of
sandwiches the left for the bar. Saturday night was always a busy
one. Drake and Jazzy had asked Severus to help with keeping it
stocked and told him as long as he went in low while they were tossing
bottles he'd be fine. The night actually went off smoothly. Evan had
really started to appreciate his ex professors' body he was wearing
snug black jeans with a Dark blue button down shirt and his shoulder
length hair pulled back off his face. It didn't really look greasy
even he wondered if it only got that way from spending so much time
around the potions fumes. As they were getting ready to close up
Drake, Jazzy, and Severus were checking over the inventory while he
cleaned up the bar. Jazzy had just walked back out when the door
opened to admit Stephen and a couple of his friends. Evan looked up
upon hearing the door and saw his ex boyfriend. They'd broken up
about a week ago when Stephen had hit him, and called him a tease
because he wouldn't have sex with him. "Shit" he muttered then called
out.
"Stephen were closed I'm going to ask you and your friends to leave
now."
Jazzy had turned around right after seeing Stephen and quickly got
Drake and Severus. They all came back just as Evan had asked them to
leave.
Stephen leered at Evan leaving no doubt, why he was here. "I don't
believe I am going to leave we have some talking to do lover boy."
"Stephen you need to move on I'm not worth any of this." Evan replied
calmly slipping from behind the bar and walked towards them. "Now, I
am asking you nicely once again. Please leave."
Severus after initially being stunned that A) Evan was gay, and B)
Evan acting as if he wasn't worth anything. He started to move
towards the group only to be stopped by Jazzy.
"No, let him deal with the asshole, he owes him a punch." Jazzy
hissed to him.
"What do you mean?" Severus asked.
"That's why they broke up, Evan wouldn't sleep with him and he got
violent, Evan took it at the time because he figured he had led him
on. He won't take the punches this time." Drake whispered harshly.
"Just stand back he needs to deal with this." Jazzy said just as
Stephen decided to quit playing around and pull a gun.
"No, Evan you aren't worth any of this but, I will get what I wanted
in the first place. Guys hold him and pull down his pants."
"Shit this is getting serious, I can't believe I set them up he was so
nice." Jazzy hissed but stayed back.
"Shouldn't we do something?" Severus whispered back.
Drake answered, "We will if we have too. Be ready."
"I warned you Stephen." Evan replied deadly and when the two friends
came near him he punched one, kicked the other in the balls, lunged
forward, and grabbed the gun out of Stephen's hand all in the blink of
an eye. He flipped Stephen onto the floor, put his hand over his
head, and muttered. "Obliviate, you have never met Evan James before
and will forget anything about this bar." He did the same thing to
the other two and looked up meeting Drake's eyes. "Help me get them
out to the street will you?" Drake nodded and together they floated
the three out of the bar and then locked up.
Jazzy and Severus came up to them with a couple of beers. Jazzy asked
him quietly. "You okay.?"
"I really hate fucking with peoples memories but besides that I don't
know." He replied with that he went upstairs leaving Drake, Jazzy,
and Severus in the bar. He needed to pound on something. He quickly
changed and entered their workout room. He conjured a fighting clone
who would advance and stay at his level but never be easy to beat. He
started to pound laughing ironically when he had conjured it with his
own features just in case someone came in.
Meanwhile downstairs, Drake, Severus, and Jazzy sat talking while
drinking their beers. Severus after about fifteen minutes of
listening to bar talk finally asked. "Shouldn't someone go up and
check on him? Are you sure he's okay?"
Drake answered. "He need sometime right now, we know what he's doing
and I promise that Jazzy will check him over in the mornings. He just
needs to cool off right now. Leave him be."
They talked for a few more minutes before all trekking upstairs to
bed. Severus took a book and sat on the couch reading hoping to talk
to Evan when he appeared but, he ended up falling asleep there instead
thinking about the events of the day.
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Something To Think About.
After Bill and Albus left they all headed upstairs to the apartment. Drake and Jazzy went straight to bed for the night seeing how the bar hadn't closed until one am and it was around 2:30am in the morning. This left Evan to show Snape around the place.
"Well Professor Snape, let me show you around real quick and I'll let you get to sleep. Please call me Evan."
"Alright Evan, but you must refer to me as Severus." He replied, while thinking oh please don't let him be a bumbling idiot like most of the people Albus hires for this job. If he is totally incompetent, it will be such a waste of those good looks. I have a feeling that he should've hired Drake Evans for the job instead, he seemed harsher. Evan just seems to be too nice to be effective. Even if he does work for the Dept. of Mysteries here, the others could be carrying him along. Well there's only one way to find out. I'll have to talk to the other two about him. He finished his musing as Evan began his tour.
"Well obviously that is Drake and Jazzy's room, there is a potion lab connected for Drake, but you probably won't be able to get in with out their permission. If you do need anything just, ask Drake. The kitchen is right there. The only meal we all usually make together is breakfast around 8am and I usually cook. For lunch it's pretty much help yourself, feel free to cook whatever you want as long as you clean up after yourself. The living room is here. You may borrow any book you like as long as you return it eventually. If you're looking for a specific book we may have it in our office just ask.
"Now we all share this office so I'm warning you now, please do not try to enter it with out one of us granting access, or you will be in for an unpleasant and quite painful surprise. If do you need anything just call through the door. Now the door next to it is our workout area. Again, if you wish to use it just ask one of will let you in. Now, off to the left across from the office is my room no one can get in unless I invite them, or they are with me the wards are designed for that. The only person granted access at all times besides myself is Jazzy and that's only because she is the only person who can get around my personal wards. Drake can as well but it leaves him quite drained. It would probably be the same for you, but I do have some nasty surprises in store for anyone trying to break in. Obviously, you have noticed the anti-apparition wards over the whole building it's designed so that only specified people can get in or out. I will key you in sometime tomorrow. Here at the end of the hall will be your room, there is a bathroom attached with most necessary items.
"I'm going to assume that the Headmaster gave you no warning about this vacation, so the closet is spelled to give whatever the person who walks in their desired clothing. You can also state the size, style, color and such and it will produce what you ask for. The only thing we will ask is that you dress as a muggle; our bar is a muggle establishment for the most part. Other than that do you have any questions or concerns for now?"
"No, I believe that should be all. I appreciate your family's hospitality." Severus replied.
"No problem Severus, we all need a vacation from ourselves at some
point. Goodnight Severus."
Nodding his head slightly in response, he replied "Goodnight Evan."
Severus entered his room still musing on whether or not Evan was as
incompetent as the rest.
Evan made his way to his room and took a shower. He knew he would
dream tonight because of the memories stirred up by seeing the
Headmaster and Professor Snape he just hoped it wouldn't be so bad
but, he knew better.
~~~~~Dream Sequence~~~~~
The morning had started out badly, an overall dread had settled over
the entire school. Graduation was two days away, but some would not
be able to make it. The order had received news of an impending
attack on Hogwarts, through their spies in Voldemorts' circle. (Draco
had turned to the light side after his initiation and seeing exactly
what Voldemort was capable of as well as how he treated his so called
loyal followers.) The teachers had lined up outside with Harry in the
middle on either side of him were his two best friends. Hermione on
the left, Ron to his right, and Dumbledore was directly behind him.
The golden trio, as they were called, exchanged looks. Harry had
noticed something odd in their eyes but had written it off as stress.
Harry spoke first. "Are you two ready? You don't have to be here
right now, you know." he asked.
Hermione stiffly answered first. "Were not leaving Harry, it will be
okay I promise."
Ron and Hermione exchanged glances then Ron answered strangely. "Were
with you Harry, you know that. We'll see you in the hospital wing
after don't worry."
Nodding with a slight smile, Harry watched as the Death Eaters
approached the gates, the fight would start any minute now. "Thanks
guys."
No one was sure who yelled the first curse but it happened. The
fighting raged on for hours somewhere Ron and Hermione were separated
from him. He never realized that would be the last he'd see of them
alive until on his way to his inevitable confrontation with Voldemort.
He'd tripped over a body while ducking a curse and stunning the Death
Eater in return. He looked down on who he'd tripped over and saw the
familiar red hair of his best mate. Eyes staring blankly up at him
seeing no more. He blinked back tears and looked away only to see
Hermione's lifeless body 3 feet away with the same expression. His
eyes had slowly died, he really had nothing left his tentative plans
he'd already made were now concrete. His own Eyes hardening at the
sight of his friends, and he directed all his rage at the person
responsible for his heartache.
He found Voldemort quickly after that battling Dumbledore. The
Headmaster was starting to show his fatigue, he checked out the two
death eaters standing next to their so-called master. He recognized
them immediately, he'd seen them too many times in his visions to not
know them. He approached just in time to hear Voldemorts taunting.
"Where's you wonder boy now old fool? Where is he when great granddad
need him most huh?"
Only slightly shocked at that. He hadn't known how could he not tell
him something like that. It didn't matter that much really but he
really would've rather found out from someone besides Voldemort.
Seeing his opening he met the Headmasters pleading eyes with his blank
ones. The headmaster had known Harry had heard that, he just hoped
that he'd get a chance to explain in the future.
Harry turned to Voldemort drawing his attention away from his mentor
and newly found family member. "Why Tom I'm right here. Care to take
on someone closer to your own age?"
Turning he faced his nemesis, "Potter so glad you could join us any
last words for you Great Granddad here before I kill you?"
"Severus, Draco keep the old fool occupied while I take care of this
nuisance once and for all."
Severus and Draco removed their masks and stepped to Dumbledores side.
It was time to show their true loyalty. While Potter replied
smoothly, "As you can see Tom the only one who going to die today is
you. Notice anything about where your loyal followers are now?" He
taunted, he knew that an angry and irrational dark lord was easier to
beat than a confident one.
Voldemort raged at the show of loyalty to Dumbledore and spat. "I
will take care of both of you later." With that he turned to Potter
and started firing off curses.
Harry expecting this had his strongest shield up already in
anticipation. He decided not to waste and time and started the
ancient curse he'd found that would kill the mind, body, and soul. He
finished it in less than 10 seconds. He didn't scream it, didn't
whisper, but it just said it calmly. All the death eaters felt the
pain as their lord died.
While Draco and Severus were on the ground in pain Harry held off the
pain from his scar. He knew he couldn't succumb to the pain. He had
too much to finish. He quickly stunned and exhausted Albus with a
muttered sorry, as well stunning Severus. In a way, it would save him
from the pain of the mark.
Still holding his own pain off he rose and went to Draco. Draco
finally being able to stand his own pain from his mark looked up at
Harry as he approached. Harry spoke first softly. "Are you sure you
want to do this. Its not to late to change your mind." He stated
impassively.
"Yes, although I would like for my godfather, (Severus) to know it is
just not possible. With father still alive, he'll hunt me down, he
witnessed Severus's and my betrayal, Severus tried to stun him but he
got away and into the forest. What about you? Have your letters
already gone out?" He asked quietly. Already taking his fake, dead
body, fully prepared, out of his pocket and unshrinking it. He took
off the charms, so it would start to cool from his normal body heat to
the false rigor mortis he'd set and started the process.
Helping Drake set up the fake body Harry answered his question. "Yes
my letters have already gone out it seems only Reamus and Dumbledore
will be alive to receive them though. He'll probably give Ron's to his
family."
Drake looked up sharply at that and slowly exhaled with a simple.
"I'm sorry."
Harry answered still in his impassive voice. "So am I Draco, so am
I."
They looked around to make sure everything was in place for Draco's
"death". Seeing nothing missing. It would look like he died from a
stab wound in the back with a handy dagger thrown with a charm off one
of his father's many wands. Everyone especially Snape were to believe
Lucius had hung around to take revenge on his son. Although Draco
knew his father was deep in the forest right now thanks to a tracking
charm, he'd placed on him this morning.
"Ready?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, lets go before someone decides to look for us," with that,
Draco suddenly fell to the ground in case anyone was watching and
turned invisible placing his hand in Harry's. Harry scanned the field
one more time as if to see where whatever took Draco down came from.
With that He apparated both of them away to their new lives.
Everything was already set up. He and Draco would now be known as
Evan James and Drake Evans.
~~~~~End Dream~~~~~
Evan woke up with tears in his eyes the pain from Ron and Hermione's
death still fresh even though it had been a little over seven years
since that day.
He slowly wiped them away. Sighing softly when he looked at the
clock, it was only a little after five in the morning. He got up and
took a shower to wash away the sweat from his nightmare and hopefully
clear his mind away from those horrible images.
Evan made his way to the office and started a pot of coffee. He had
plenty of paperwork to do that Bill would need by next Friday. Two
hours later he went to the kitchen and started breakfast he never ate
much after nightmares especially after this one or the ones from the
Dursleys. But he enjoyed cooking and well a little selfishly since
neither Jazzy or Drake cooked particularly well, it was his kitchen.
Jazzy could cook enough to keep her alive but well Drake was just
hopeless, which was a wonder because he was quite good at potions.
Severus walked into the kitchen freshly showered wearing blue jeans
and a black button down shirt his hair still wet from the shower. He
said a curt 'good morning' as Evan poured his coffee and handed it to
him stating that the cream was in the fridge and sugar on the table.
He was surprised when Severus used both and raised a eyebrow to
himself at that. 'That's what I get for assuming things' he thought.
Grinning mischievously when the he glanced at the clock and which
read 8:05 am he turned to Severus saying "Will you look at that, their
late for breakfast, we can't have that now can we."
With out waiting for a reply he nonchalantly waved a hand and said a
charm under his breath. Severus just looked at him oddly and turned
to pick up the newspaper asking. "Do you mind?"
"Help yourse-" he was cut off by two very angry screams coming from
the hallway. Severus raised and eyebrow at him as Evan shrugged
nonchalantly. "They were late, they know the rules." just as a
drenched Drake and Jazzy came into the room with tiny storm clouds
raining over their heads.
"Evan James you'd better have coffee made and breakfast ready because
you will pay if you don't. Now take this rain cloud off my head."
Jazzy fumed.
"I'll get you back." Drake added.
Severus had to suppress a grin at the drenched picture those two made.
Evan pulled his wand out and took the charms off even though he didn't
particularly need one he kept it with him at all times just in case.
Since he'd had a wand maker replace the wood around his wand so it
wouldn't be noticeably his, he didn't worry about anyone seeing it.
He placed coffee in front of both of them and pouted. "How do you
know it was me, it could have been Severus you know?"
"Don't blame this one on me." Severus smirked.
Jazzy answered raising an eyebrow at her brother. "Besides the fact
he denied it. Well maybe because you do something similar to that
every time were late for breakfast. It always involves water of some
sort though. Besides why would a guest do anything like that?"
"Umm. I don't know oh well here's the coffee and breakfast so I don't
have to worry now do I."
"You just keep believing that." Drake grouchily replied.
They finished up breakfast and all moved into the office. Jazzy,
Drake and Evan, to try to work through the mound of paperwork, Severus
found a book and sat in one of the sofa like chairs to read. Around
9am Hedwig came flying through the window and landed by Evan right as
they were getting ready to leave. Inwardly Evan groaned, but quickly
took the letter from Bill she was carrying read it and handed it to
Drake. The assignment for today was put off until Monday. Now it was
time for damage control he thought. So used to keeping his emotions
and feelings inside he didn't even have to fake the calm blank look
when Severus looked up and saw the owl and nearly screeched.
"That's Potter's owl. What is he doing here?"
Jazzy replied first. "Delivering a message from Bill via Mr. Potter,
is that a problem?" She asked deadly quite.
"How do you know Potter?" He asked accusingly.
Drake replied while Evan just studied the Professors face. "I don't
believe that is really any of your business. Why what is it to you?"
"Because I would love to get my hands on him and hex him to hell and
back, the little coward where's the Griffindor courage now, I wonder."
Before either Drake or Jazzy could reply to that, Evan just held his
hand up. Quickly wrote a reply to Bill saying they would be there. He
sent Hedwig on her way after giving her and owl treat. He spoke
quietly, "I believe Severus here has a problem with Mr. Potter, why I
wonder?"
"Because he abandoned us when we needed him most. He left Albus to
deal with the details of Voldemorts defeat and to the press." Severus
spat venomously.
"Did he leave Albus or anyone for that matter to deal with something
they weren't able to?" Evan inquired.
"Well, nothing that couldn't be handled by someone else, but it would
have been much easier if he'd stayed around for the clean up of his
mess." He replied wondering where this was leading.
"His mess?" Evan asked in a low dangerous voice that made Drake and
Jazzy flinch slightly. Had Severus known him he would understand what
that tone of voice meant, but since he didn't he kept on going.
"Yes, his mess, for someone who loved all the fame from being "The boy
who lived" he sure didn't stick around for the roundup of the Death
Eaters. He continuously put himself in danger from the beginning.
Lets face it, Yes he did a good job of taking care of Voldemort, but
he didn't come through for the world in the end. He left and said to
hell with all his responsibilities. He didn't even bother to leave a
note and after all Albus Dumbledore had done for him too. He had no
appreciation or concern for any of us." He replied bitterly.
Evan looked up sharply after hearing about the no note or etc. He
replied. "Are you sure he didn't leave a note?"
"Not that anyone knows of." Severus sneered.
"Did you bother to ask Albus if a note had been left?"
"No, he would have informed the Order." he replied assuredly.
"Hmm I wonder exactly how much do you know about Mr. Potter Severus?"
He questioned.
"I know he loved and flaunted his fame, was treated and spoiled by his
relatives as well as the rest of the teachers besides me of course,
and he believed that the rules weren't made for him." He sneered in
true Snape style.
"You sound very sure about those, tell me do you have any facts to
back any of that up?"
"What type of facts do you mean?" he asked yes this was leading
somewhere he decided he just wondered where.
"Hmm if you permit me Professor, answer my questions yes or no, did
Mr. Potter ever to your knowledge seek out the press to give an
interview?"
"Yes."
"When and what was the interview about?"
"His fifth year, and it was about Voldemorts resurrection."
"Did he promote his fame in anyway and did he ever give another press
interview."
Thinking on that for a minute Severus was startled with the answer, he
came up with. "No it didn't actually, and no I don't believe he did
give any other interview voluntarily."
"Alright, so you believe he was spoiled he got a lot of mail and gifts
and such from his family then. Couldn't wait to see them, or he
talked about them a lot."
Thinking again he remembered all the Holidays, and how Potter had
always stayed instead of going home. He rarely got any mail, and
never heard anything about the boy's family. He answered "Now that I
think about it he always stayed at Hogwarts for the holidays."
Realizing he was starting to get through to Severus, he asked another
question. "Okay so far we have one voluntary interview not even about
him, and a kid that never went to his relatives house for any
holidays, now I have another question. Did Mr. Potter ever try to gain
attention purposefully by that I mean doing stupid pranks for everyone
to see, or make a fool of himself so everyone could laugh. Did he
seek out to get everyone to like him bend over backwards for any kind
of attention by the student body."
"No I suppose not." He said realizing that it was true Potter never
purposely put himself in the public eye come to think of it he didn't
really ever remember Potter being in a large group of people. Other
than the DA students that had started in the boy's fifth year and the
great hall for meals.
"Okay so we add all of that together now I have something to tell you
thinking about all of that mind you. Did you know that Mr. Potter has
always spoken well of you, in fact I believe he respects you very
much. Do you think you can tell me why?"
Stunned for a minute at that revelation he answered. "I don't know, I
never treated him like he was special in fact I treated him worse than
I do most others. I never let him break the rules without punishment.
So no I really don't know why."
"Ah but Severus whether you realize it or not you did just answer my
question. To you he was always Potter, nothing special, 'The boy who
lived.'" Keeping quite for a moment to let that sink in a little. He
waited until the stunned look started to drop off before continuing.
"Now back to his mess as you put it. Tell me did Mr. Potter ever ask
to be the person who had to kill Voldemort. Only a yes or no is
required for this answer."
"No, but the."
Evan cut him off. "Yes or No is all that is required. Now in fact
did Mr. Potter even have any contact with the magical world before he
received his invitation to the school."
"No, but Albus thought.."
"Yes or No Professor. Now In fact you're telling me that so far on
this he never asked to be the one to kill Voldemort and he never even
knew the magical world existed. Tell me did you know that until Mr.
Potter met a Mr. Hagrid he was told that his parents were worthless,
lazy, and died in a muggle automobile accident. I digress because
Voldemort was his mess. Surely only a one year old baby could hurt
the Dark Lord, and surely only that same baby when grown up into a
ripe old age of 11 and all through school I believe it was, could face
off with said Dark Lord and eventually kill him while he was only 17.
Lord knows that even with the magical population at what is its now in
a world were he was only a child that couldn't take care of this
problem. No, I don't for one second believe it was his mess, lay the
blame where it belongs Severus it was the worlds mess. They didn't
want to deal with so why not make it the child's problem, because,
surely, he was born for it. He can take care of it right?"
"I never said all of that. I'm beginning to think I didn't know Mr.
Potter at all in fact." He replied quietly he was beginning to
realize that in no way was he going to win this argument, but, worse
he was beginning to see much more about Potter than he ever wanted.
Why was Evan so quietly convinced about these things and exactly how
does he know Potter.
"Oh didn't you. I'm sorry did I mistake what you meant by his mess?"
He asked almost amused.
"How do you know so much about Mr. Potter anyway?" He asked avoiding
the last question.
"Your avoiding the question Severus, but I will let it slide for now.
I met him around 6 years ago when he first came to the states. He
helped me out and later I returned the favor, we've been friends since
over the years I've learned much about him." He lied smoothly, well
technically he did meet him six years ago, when he'd changed his name
but something told Evan that didn't quite count.
"I take it you two know him as well?" Severus asked Jazzy and Drake
who'd been watching the proceedings closely. They nodded but didn't
speak. Evan chose to add something else.
"I wonder Severus, if you would be willing to learn more about Mr.
Potter, see if you could back up all of your statements. Do you
really wish to understand Mr. Potter? I suggest you think very hard
about this Severus because if you do there will be no turning back."
Severus thought hard as they all lapsed back into silence. Evan sat
back down when he realized that Severus was indeed thinking hard about
it and returned to his paper work. Drake and Jazzy did as well.
About a hour later Severus looked up at Evan and replied. "Yes I do
wish to understand, I want to know why."
Evan met his gaze with impassively replied. "It will be arranged
then, you will go and speak to his relatives tomorrow. Don't forget
what we have discussed here, continue to think about it all. I hope
you find the answers that you are looking for but don't be upset if it
doesn't live up to your expectations.
I'm sure they spoiled him rotten and he just got mad at them when he
didn't get enough. That doesn't seem to fit quite right though. So
somehow I managed to back myself into this corner, now I'll have to
live with them telling me all about how wonderful potter had been. He
thought disgustedly but he would not back out now. If anything, this
will most likely just confirm his opinion of the boy. It just puzzled
him and always had for that matter why Potter would ever leave.
The day went on and soon they had all changed after a quick dinner of
sandwiches the left for the bar. Saturday night was always a busy
one. Drake and Jazzy had asked Severus to help with keeping it
stocked and told him as long as he went in low while they were tossing
bottles he'd be fine. The night actually went off smoothly. Evan had
really started to appreciate his ex professors' body he was wearing
snug black jeans with a Dark blue button down shirt and his shoulder
length hair pulled back off his face. It didn't really look greasy
even he wondered if it only got that way from spending so much time
around the potions fumes. As they were getting ready to close up
Drake, Jazzy, and Severus were checking over the inventory while he
cleaned up the bar. Jazzy had just walked back out when the door
opened to admit Stephen and a couple of his friends. Evan looked up
upon hearing the door and saw his ex boyfriend. They'd broken up
about a week ago when Stephen had hit him, and called him a tease
because he wouldn't have sex with him. "Shit" he muttered then called
out.
"Stephen were closed I'm going to ask you and your friends to leave
now."
Jazzy had turned around right after seeing Stephen and quickly got
Drake and Severus. They all came back just as Evan had asked them to
leave.
Stephen leered at Evan leaving no doubt, why he was here. "I don't
believe I am going to leave we have some talking to do lover boy."
"Stephen you need to move on I'm not worth any of this." Evan replied
calmly slipping from behind the bar and walked towards them. "Now, I
am asking you nicely once again. Please leave."
Severus after initially being stunned that A) Evan was gay, and B)
Evan acting as if he wasn't worth anything. He started to move
towards the group only to be stopped by Jazzy.
"No, let him deal with the asshole, he owes him a punch." Jazzy
hissed to him.
"What do you mean?" Severus asked.
"That's why they broke up, Evan wouldn't sleep with him and he got
violent, Evan took it at the time because he figured he had led him
on. He won't take the punches this time." Drake whispered harshly.
"Just stand back he needs to deal with this." Jazzy said just as
Stephen decided to quit playing around and pull a gun.
"No, Evan you aren't worth any of this but, I will get what I wanted
in the first place. Guys hold him and pull down his pants."
"Shit this is getting serious, I can't believe I set them up he was so
nice." Jazzy hissed but stayed back.
"Shouldn't we do something?" Severus whispered back.
Drake answered, "We will if we have too. Be ready."
"I warned you Stephen." Evan replied deadly and when the two friends
came near him he punched one, kicked the other in the balls, lunged
forward, and grabbed the gun out of Stephen's hand all in the blink of
an eye. He flipped Stephen onto the floor, put his hand over his
head, and muttered. "Obliviate, you have never met Evan James before
and will forget anything about this bar." He did the same thing to
the other two and looked up meeting Drake's eyes. "Help me get them
out to the street will you?" Drake nodded and together they floated
the three out of the bar and then locked up.
Jazzy and Severus came up to them with a couple of beers. Jazzy asked
him quietly. "You okay.?"
"I really hate fucking with peoples memories but besides that I don't
know." He replied with that he went upstairs leaving Drake, Jazzy,
and Severus in the bar. He needed to pound on something. He quickly
changed and entered their workout room. He conjured a fighting clone
who would advance and stay at his level but never be easy to beat. He
started to pound laughing ironically when he had conjured it with his
own features just in case someone came in.
Meanwhile downstairs, Drake, Severus, and Jazzy sat talking while
drinking their beers. Severus after about fifteen minutes of
listening to bar talk finally asked. "Shouldn't someone go up and
check on him? Are you sure he's okay?"
Drake answered. "He need sometime right now, we know what he's doing
and I promise that Jazzy will check him over in the mornings. He just
needs to cool off right now. Leave him be."
They talked for a few more minutes before all trekking upstairs to
bed. Severus took a book and sat on the couch reading hoping to talk
to Evan when he appeared but, he ended up falling asleep there instead
thinking about the events of the day.
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