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Chapter three
~ They wouldn't recognize him, he had covered his scar every morning and had darkened his eyes drastically. No, they shouldn't recognize him.~
Everett sat down next to Leroy and Severus, and across from Draco. Inside he was extremely apprehensive, but outside he practically radiated confidence. "Leroy, shall we get these papers signed and then you and your friends can do whatever you had planned for today. I don't want to have to delay your schedule."
Leroy waved his hand dismissing the comment, "Nonsense, we're only having lunch and I insist you join us." Everett started to answer, but Leroy stopped him. "I won't take no for an answer."
Defeated, Everett accepted the invite and they finished signing the papers. Afterwards Everett put the papers away and they headed to the White Heart for lunch. Again, he sat between Leroy and Severus. Silently wishing for lunch to be over. Something was crawling on Everett's mind though Leroy had said that Snape and Malfoy were his colleagues, so that mean Leroy was a.. a wizard! Everett inwardly smirked; this could be fun after all. "So," Everett said turning to Leroy, "You mentioned that you three worked together, what sort of business are you into now?"
Leroy glanced at Severus before answering, "I'm a teacher now, at a private school. I'm teaching.history." Leroy replied evenly.
Everett laughed openly, "I'd have never guessed that you'd leave the 'family' to become a teacher. What's so special about this school, what's is called? Maybe I've heard of it." Everett waited to see what he'd come up with or if he'd tell Everett about Hogwarts honestly.
"Well." Leroy started but Draco interrupted. "It's a boarding school for 'gifted' kids, showing exceptionally high academic level. You've probably never heard of it, it's quite 'unknown' to those who haven't attended." Everett raised an elegant eyebrow at Draco. He hadn't changed much over the years, he still had short blond hair, and silver eyes. Draco was a little taller and more muscular than before but he was definitely Draco Malfoy.
"Try me." Everett said, in a deep silky voice.
No emotion shown on Draco's face. "Hogwarts." Draco waited for Everett's answer.
Everett sat back a little. "That is a strange name for a school, but these children are 'gifted'." He gave Draco a knowing smile, but turned to Severus. "What class do you teach at this 'Hogwarts'?"
"Chemistry," he said in his usual baritone voice, which was now very similar to Everett's own voice.
"How interesting, in my school days I was quite good at 'chemistry' but my professor would tell you that I was quite dismal.." Everett smiled at Severus.
"Many aren't very apt for chemistry. Its seems to me most of my students are a bunch of intolerable misfits that are barely worth teaching."
"Hmm, sounds just like my former Professor, I'm quite sure you'd get along perfectly with him."
Leroy snorted. "Hardly anyone can get along with Severus perfectly, he can be quite stubborn."
Severus just raised an eyebrow in reply.
Finally, Everett turned back to Draco, curious as to what he was teaching at Hogwarts. "Draco what do you teach at 'Hogwarts'?"
"I, Everett, teach English."
Everett's eyes widened slightly as he held back a laugh; maybe he should play with their minds a little. "Oh really? I don't remember 'English" ever being in the curriculum for Hogwarts, unless you're teaching Grawp, though Hagrid did do a very good job for a while." Everyone stared at him open- mouthed. "What," he said sweetly, "didn't think I knew about Hogwarts did you? Knowledge is power you know."
"How do you.?" Leroy started, "You're a wizard?"
Everett shrugged and nodded. "A rather good one actually."
"How come you never told any of us?"
"The subject never came up." Everett replied simply.
Snape frowned. "You look around Draco's age, and no one named Everett Trattativa has ever attended Hogwarts." Snape's piercing eyes bore into Everett's equally matched.
"You always had a good memory Severus, but it seems you're not as quick as before." Snape glared. "Of course Everett Trattativa hasn't attended Hogwarts, but maybe that wasn't my name at the time." Everett smirked evilly.
"Then what name did you attend with?" Snape growled.
"My dear Professor, always so testy, but alas that person is dead now and is not to be discussed."
"Enough." Leroy silenced them. "Everett, or whoever you are, you are going to have to tell the Godfathers about this. I'm afraid they aren't going to like it, but I can help you. If you gather the Boss and the Godfathers together and tell them who you really are, whoever that may be and say that Hogwarts has offered you a job that you must take they will let you go. That's what I did, they'll accept that you've priorities to this world, but they won't like that you've lied to them. I'll tell Dumbledore that you're going to become the new DADA teacher--."
Leroy was cut off by protests form both Everett and Snape. "I will never work at Hogwarts!" "You can't just hire him just like that." "I've left the Wizarding world forever." "How do we even know he's trustworthy?"
"Silence!" Both men stopped. "Severus, Dumbledore is in need of a new teacher and no-one wants the job--."
"Neither do I!" Everett interjected.
Leroy held up his hand. "And Albus trusts my decisions and I trust Everett with my life. As for you Everett, this is the only way out for you; otherwise the family will kill you for lying to them. You've got no choice."
Severus and Everett angrily sat in silence, and Leroy smiled. "Everett, I suggest you go to Diagon Alley and buy some Dark Arts supplies while you're here. Do you have any experience in the Dark Arts, and do you even have a wand?" Everett scoffed. "I bloody well do have experience in the Darks Arts and I don't need a wand to perform magic."
Leroy, Severus and Draco all were shocked. "Fine then I suggest you go back and tell the family about this and then settle your affairs, or leave Sally in charge. Then I want you to return to Hogwarts for the remainder of the summer. Understand?"
Anger flashed in Everett's eyes, but Leroy didn't back down. In his deadliest voice, Everett said, "No Leroy, I want you to understand something. I will become the DADA teacher, but I am teaching my way. Dumbledore is not to interfere with my lesson plans and neither will you. I will return to Hogwarts September 1st before the feast begins and not a moment sooner. My physical appearance will change every day and no one is to ask about my past life. Is that clear, to all of you?" Nods all around. "Good. Good day Leroy, Severus, Draco." Everett shook Leroy's hand then left the White Heart.
Draco, who had remained mostly silent during the meal, noticed something strange when Everett shook Leroy's hand. A gold ring on his ring finger looked strangely familiar, he couldn't remember exactly where he'd seen it before but he knew something about it. It was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't grasp what it was.
It came back to him flooding his memory! HARRY! That was the ring he gave to Harry that last day he saw him. Draco bolted out the door just in time to catch up with Everett. He grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his tracks. "Harry." Draco whispered.
"I'm sorry, what?" Everett said turning around.
"Harry, I-"
"What? My name isn't Harry." Everett pulled out of Draco's grasp, but Draco grabbed his other hand.
Touching the golden ring, he said, "I know you're Harry," Draco said quietly, "I've..."
"Stop this!" Everett snarled, wrenching himself out of Draco's grip. "I'm not this Harry you're talking about."
Draco looked disgruntled. "Then why do you have that ring?!"
"I took it from the first person I killed when I joined 'the family'." Everett barked back. This was not what he wanted; it wasn't time for Draco to know yet. "My name is Everett Trattativa, I don't know this Harry, so just leave me alone!"
Draco looked sad, but he backed away. "Fine.fine."
Everett put on a slightly happier face; relieved the other man had backed down. "I'll see you in September." With that, he turned away from Draco, putting him in the back of his mind for now. Everett had bigger problems to deal with, the Godfathers and Julia.
*Back in NY, the Manor. *
Everett had spent the last week packing, settling his affairs and giving his business over to Sally for an undetermined amount of time. Now he was at the Manor, striding towards the conference room. Everett looked deadly in his dark red dress shirt and black pants, with his long black coat flowing behind him. He wore his silver-toed Armenia (Armani?) shoes and his hair was tied at the nape of his neck. His appearance was nothing compared to the way he felt. 'Damn then all to hell,' he thought, 'for making me do this.' Opening the door to the room, he found everyone already seated. Shawn and Giotto sat on the right of Julia, and Maurice and Talib were on her left. Julia motioned for Everett to sit in a chair across from all of them. "Everett, I'm quite distraught to hear that you've called this meeting. I can't possibly imagine what this is about." Everyone's face, except for Maurice, was slightly worried.
Everett's face was blank, his eyes hard and unemotional. "I've deceived all of you about who I am and what I am."
Maurice scoffed. "I always knew there was something about you, so tell us what and who are you?" His voice was smug, and he had an evil smirk on his face.
"I'm a wizard." Maurice's face fell. "A quite powerful one at that too, but I left that world and came here. I met Sally and well, you know the rest. When I was in London last weekend, I ran into some rather old acquaintances that were with Leroy. They offered me a job and Leroy told me to tell you about myself. I'm to be the DADA professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This isn't my choice, but its been made clear that it's my only choice."
Shock was covering everyone's faces. Finally Maurice spoke up, "You still haven't told us who you are, and if you really are as powerful as you say then why haven't we recognized you?"
"Why would you recognize me, you aren't magical."
"Oh, but you see I am," replied Maurice "I know almost everything that happens in the magical world, so I would know you."
"Hmm." Everett raised his eyebrows. "How interesting. My real name is Harrison James Potter."
Maurice laughed out loud. "Another lie Everett, everyone knows that Harry Potter was sent to Azkaban and escaped. He hasn't been heard from or seen in six years. You don't even have a scar."
It was Everett's turn to smirk. "Do you remember how many years I've been in the family? About four, before that I was in college with Sally for two years. That was when I first came to NY. Therefore, that makes it six years in the States. I escaped Azkaban with a portkey that happens to be this ring I'm wearing." He lifted his hand showing the snake ring. "I covered my scar and changed my eye colour." He passed his hand over his face, taking off his concealing glamour to show bright green eyes and a lightning bolt scar. "I don't need a wand to do magic anymore and I've stayed hidden from the Wizarding world until now." Everyone was speechless. "I was wrongly put into Azkaban for murders that I didn't do. Now I'm going back to Hogwarts on September first. I've come to tell you the truth, and to tell you that I'm leaving after this meeting for London." *
"Well," Julia said, "If this is what you must do then go. Usually I don't say this, but if you ever come back there will always be a place for you here."
"Thank you." Everett said, nodding.
"Now get out of here before I take that back." Julia said with a sad smile.
Everett left the Manor for the last time in what would be long time, and with everything shrunken in his pocket he Apparated to a small flat just down the street from the Leaky Cauldron. +*+
* (A/N) Sep. 1st is only a week away.
Chapter three
~ They wouldn't recognize him, he had covered his scar every morning and had darkened his eyes drastically. No, they shouldn't recognize him.~
Everett sat down next to Leroy and Severus, and across from Draco. Inside he was extremely apprehensive, but outside he practically radiated confidence. "Leroy, shall we get these papers signed and then you and your friends can do whatever you had planned for today. I don't want to have to delay your schedule."
Leroy waved his hand dismissing the comment, "Nonsense, we're only having lunch and I insist you join us." Everett started to answer, but Leroy stopped him. "I won't take no for an answer."
Defeated, Everett accepted the invite and they finished signing the papers. Afterwards Everett put the papers away and they headed to the White Heart for lunch. Again, he sat between Leroy and Severus. Silently wishing for lunch to be over. Something was crawling on Everett's mind though Leroy had said that Snape and Malfoy were his colleagues, so that mean Leroy was a.. a wizard! Everett inwardly smirked; this could be fun after all. "So," Everett said turning to Leroy, "You mentioned that you three worked together, what sort of business are you into now?"
Leroy glanced at Severus before answering, "I'm a teacher now, at a private school. I'm teaching.history." Leroy replied evenly.
Everett laughed openly, "I'd have never guessed that you'd leave the 'family' to become a teacher. What's so special about this school, what's is called? Maybe I've heard of it." Everett waited to see what he'd come up with or if he'd tell Everett about Hogwarts honestly.
"Well." Leroy started but Draco interrupted. "It's a boarding school for 'gifted' kids, showing exceptionally high academic level. You've probably never heard of it, it's quite 'unknown' to those who haven't attended." Everett raised an elegant eyebrow at Draco. He hadn't changed much over the years, he still had short blond hair, and silver eyes. Draco was a little taller and more muscular than before but he was definitely Draco Malfoy.
"Try me." Everett said, in a deep silky voice.
No emotion shown on Draco's face. "Hogwarts." Draco waited for Everett's answer.
Everett sat back a little. "That is a strange name for a school, but these children are 'gifted'." He gave Draco a knowing smile, but turned to Severus. "What class do you teach at this 'Hogwarts'?"
"Chemistry," he said in his usual baritone voice, which was now very similar to Everett's own voice.
"How interesting, in my school days I was quite good at 'chemistry' but my professor would tell you that I was quite dismal.." Everett smiled at Severus.
"Many aren't very apt for chemistry. Its seems to me most of my students are a bunch of intolerable misfits that are barely worth teaching."
"Hmm, sounds just like my former Professor, I'm quite sure you'd get along perfectly with him."
Leroy snorted. "Hardly anyone can get along with Severus perfectly, he can be quite stubborn."
Severus just raised an eyebrow in reply.
Finally, Everett turned back to Draco, curious as to what he was teaching at Hogwarts. "Draco what do you teach at 'Hogwarts'?"
"I, Everett, teach English."
Everett's eyes widened slightly as he held back a laugh; maybe he should play with their minds a little. "Oh really? I don't remember 'English" ever being in the curriculum for Hogwarts, unless you're teaching Grawp, though Hagrid did do a very good job for a while." Everyone stared at him open- mouthed. "What," he said sweetly, "didn't think I knew about Hogwarts did you? Knowledge is power you know."
"How do you.?" Leroy started, "You're a wizard?"
Everett shrugged and nodded. "A rather good one actually."
"How come you never told any of us?"
"The subject never came up." Everett replied simply.
Snape frowned. "You look around Draco's age, and no one named Everett Trattativa has ever attended Hogwarts." Snape's piercing eyes bore into Everett's equally matched.
"You always had a good memory Severus, but it seems you're not as quick as before." Snape glared. "Of course Everett Trattativa hasn't attended Hogwarts, but maybe that wasn't my name at the time." Everett smirked evilly.
"Then what name did you attend with?" Snape growled.
"My dear Professor, always so testy, but alas that person is dead now and is not to be discussed."
"Enough." Leroy silenced them. "Everett, or whoever you are, you are going to have to tell the Godfathers about this. I'm afraid they aren't going to like it, but I can help you. If you gather the Boss and the Godfathers together and tell them who you really are, whoever that may be and say that Hogwarts has offered you a job that you must take they will let you go. That's what I did, they'll accept that you've priorities to this world, but they won't like that you've lied to them. I'll tell Dumbledore that you're going to become the new DADA teacher--."
Leroy was cut off by protests form both Everett and Snape. "I will never work at Hogwarts!" "You can't just hire him just like that." "I've left the Wizarding world forever." "How do we even know he's trustworthy?"
"Silence!" Both men stopped. "Severus, Dumbledore is in need of a new teacher and no-one wants the job--."
"Neither do I!" Everett interjected.
Leroy held up his hand. "And Albus trusts my decisions and I trust Everett with my life. As for you Everett, this is the only way out for you; otherwise the family will kill you for lying to them. You've got no choice."
Severus and Everett angrily sat in silence, and Leroy smiled. "Everett, I suggest you go to Diagon Alley and buy some Dark Arts supplies while you're here. Do you have any experience in the Dark Arts, and do you even have a wand?" Everett scoffed. "I bloody well do have experience in the Darks Arts and I don't need a wand to perform magic."
Leroy, Severus and Draco all were shocked. "Fine then I suggest you go back and tell the family about this and then settle your affairs, or leave Sally in charge. Then I want you to return to Hogwarts for the remainder of the summer. Understand?"
Anger flashed in Everett's eyes, but Leroy didn't back down. In his deadliest voice, Everett said, "No Leroy, I want you to understand something. I will become the DADA teacher, but I am teaching my way. Dumbledore is not to interfere with my lesson plans and neither will you. I will return to Hogwarts September 1st before the feast begins and not a moment sooner. My physical appearance will change every day and no one is to ask about my past life. Is that clear, to all of you?" Nods all around. "Good. Good day Leroy, Severus, Draco." Everett shook Leroy's hand then left the White Heart.
Draco, who had remained mostly silent during the meal, noticed something strange when Everett shook Leroy's hand. A gold ring on his ring finger looked strangely familiar, he couldn't remember exactly where he'd seen it before but he knew something about it. It was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't grasp what it was.
It came back to him flooding his memory! HARRY! That was the ring he gave to Harry that last day he saw him. Draco bolted out the door just in time to catch up with Everett. He grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his tracks. "Harry." Draco whispered.
"I'm sorry, what?" Everett said turning around.
"Harry, I-"
"What? My name isn't Harry." Everett pulled out of Draco's grasp, but Draco grabbed his other hand.
Touching the golden ring, he said, "I know you're Harry," Draco said quietly, "I've..."
"Stop this!" Everett snarled, wrenching himself out of Draco's grip. "I'm not this Harry you're talking about."
Draco looked disgruntled. "Then why do you have that ring?!"
"I took it from the first person I killed when I joined 'the family'." Everett barked back. This was not what he wanted; it wasn't time for Draco to know yet. "My name is Everett Trattativa, I don't know this Harry, so just leave me alone!"
Draco looked sad, but he backed away. "Fine.fine."
Everett put on a slightly happier face; relieved the other man had backed down. "I'll see you in September." With that, he turned away from Draco, putting him in the back of his mind for now. Everett had bigger problems to deal with, the Godfathers and Julia.
*Back in NY, the Manor. *
Everett had spent the last week packing, settling his affairs and giving his business over to Sally for an undetermined amount of time. Now he was at the Manor, striding towards the conference room. Everett looked deadly in his dark red dress shirt and black pants, with his long black coat flowing behind him. He wore his silver-toed Armenia (Armani?) shoes and his hair was tied at the nape of his neck. His appearance was nothing compared to the way he felt. 'Damn then all to hell,' he thought, 'for making me do this.' Opening the door to the room, he found everyone already seated. Shawn and Giotto sat on the right of Julia, and Maurice and Talib were on her left. Julia motioned for Everett to sit in a chair across from all of them. "Everett, I'm quite distraught to hear that you've called this meeting. I can't possibly imagine what this is about." Everyone's face, except for Maurice, was slightly worried.
Everett's face was blank, his eyes hard and unemotional. "I've deceived all of you about who I am and what I am."
Maurice scoffed. "I always knew there was something about you, so tell us what and who are you?" His voice was smug, and he had an evil smirk on his face.
"I'm a wizard." Maurice's face fell. "A quite powerful one at that too, but I left that world and came here. I met Sally and well, you know the rest. When I was in London last weekend, I ran into some rather old acquaintances that were with Leroy. They offered me a job and Leroy told me to tell you about myself. I'm to be the DADA professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This isn't my choice, but its been made clear that it's my only choice."
Shock was covering everyone's faces. Finally Maurice spoke up, "You still haven't told us who you are, and if you really are as powerful as you say then why haven't we recognized you?"
"Why would you recognize me, you aren't magical."
"Oh, but you see I am," replied Maurice "I know almost everything that happens in the magical world, so I would know you."
"Hmm." Everett raised his eyebrows. "How interesting. My real name is Harrison James Potter."
Maurice laughed out loud. "Another lie Everett, everyone knows that Harry Potter was sent to Azkaban and escaped. He hasn't been heard from or seen in six years. You don't even have a scar."
It was Everett's turn to smirk. "Do you remember how many years I've been in the family? About four, before that I was in college with Sally for two years. That was when I first came to NY. Therefore, that makes it six years in the States. I escaped Azkaban with a portkey that happens to be this ring I'm wearing." He lifted his hand showing the snake ring. "I covered my scar and changed my eye colour." He passed his hand over his face, taking off his concealing glamour to show bright green eyes and a lightning bolt scar. "I don't need a wand to do magic anymore and I've stayed hidden from the Wizarding world until now." Everyone was speechless. "I was wrongly put into Azkaban for murders that I didn't do. Now I'm going back to Hogwarts on September first. I've come to tell you the truth, and to tell you that I'm leaving after this meeting for London." *
"Well," Julia said, "If this is what you must do then go. Usually I don't say this, but if you ever come back there will always be a place for you here."
"Thank you." Everett said, nodding.
"Now get out of here before I take that back." Julia said with a sad smile.
Everett left the Manor for the last time in what would be long time, and with everything shrunken in his pocket he Apparated to a small flat just down the street from the Leaky Cauldron. +*+
* (A/N) Sep. 1st is only a week away.