Chapter Seven
A man with thick blond hair appeared on the screen behind Everett. He had a small goatee and was of slim build, and his dress was expensive and suave with a green silk undershirt and a black double-breasted suit. He was talking to three stiff looking oriental men and showing them around what looked like to be a car manufacturing company.
"He..." Leroy abruptly cut Everett off.
"Don't you think that you should tell them about the family first?" Leroy proposed. "So they understand who these people are."
Everett eyed him sharply. "You're right."
"And, you should tell them the plan exactly before you introduce your associates."
"Leroy, enough."
"And are you going to ask The Boss about this?"
"Leroy, I..." Everett hadn't even thought about that, he sighed and pinched his nose. "Of course, just let me get on with it."
"My pleasure." Leroy sat back.
Everett steepled his fingers in front on him, letting his elbows rest on the table. "I am, or used to be a part of the Montua Family of New York. The 'family' deals in only gambling and imported goods. They don't mess with drugs, or prostitution. They are the largest organized crime family of New York, and the biggest Italian Mafia group on the east coast.
The Montua Family is currently run by Julia Knavish and the Godfathers, and there are four Godfathers, whom usually are the eldest and wisest of the family. Godfather Giotto Montua, Leroy's' brother, Godfather Maurice Halamentie, Godfather Talib Sanigeto, and Godfather Shawn Avonlea. They council the Boss, and are only in on the big missions. The Boss runs each operation and takes care of all the income and outcome of each mission, she controls the family down to a point, and if you cross her she will let you know, then kill you. If you are a part of the 'family' you are protected from any outside intruder, your enemies become our enemies; your friends become our friends. Upset the 'family' and you're done. Need help 'convincing' someone, we'll be there for you, but you'll be in debt to the 'family', which usually works pretty well."
Everett looked at the people sitting around the table, searching their faces. No one spoke so he continued in a silky voice. "I'll admit that we kill people, and they kill us, but it's usually not pointless and never for fun. Though some do enjoy it, we tend to keep them subdued. The family has connections in politics, the police, clubs, the government, and everything down to local grocery stores and restaurants.
That's where most of the people we'll talk about today are going to be coming from, those outside contacts that aren't specifically with the family, but more freelance. Though there will be a few from the family, but they are all under my lead, or used to be, and they won't be any trouble." Everett rested his finger against his lips. "Any questions so far?"
Hermione raised her hand, much like a student would and Everett smiled weakly at her. "Yes?"
"This sounds a lot like Voldemort's Death Eaters, how do we know that we can trust you if you go around killing people for not paying debts and such. I'm muggleborn, and I know more about Mafias than some of the people here, you are just the muggle version of Death Eaters." People around the room started to whisper, and agree in response.
Everett held up his hand to silence the room. "How many of you trust Leroy Montua?" Almost everyone present held up their hand. "Yet he used to be a part of the Mafia, and has killed many more people in his time than I have in my entire life."
"Yes, but you are much younger than he, and Leroy left the 'family' of his own free will instead of being forced out." Severus stated.
"Be that as it may, during my time in the 'family' I didn't kill a single person in that entire time. I'll admit that I have ordered one of my team to kill someone if need or rough someone up a bit, but I never outright killed anyone."
"Everett, what about Jelly?" Leroy said matter-of-factly.
"Jelly isn't important right now." Everett said in a deadly voice, looking sharply at Leroy, "I worked mostly in negotiations, and collected money from unwilling customers. This really isn't important for the task at hand, and we're wasting time talking about it."
"I for one like to know a bit about the person who is going to be leading us into the Dark Lord's area to retrieve Mr. Malfoy." Blaise Zabini said in a light but firm voice.
"I would too." Most of the assembled group agreed.
Everett pinched the bridge of his nose. "We can talk about this at another meeting, not everyone needs to know everything. You can ask me what you like... later."
"Agreed, but we will know." Blaise said politely.
"Great, moving on. What we will be doing after we get the rest of our group is mixing muggle technologies and magic together. I'll set up groups. Some will work on creating weapons and gadgets to get us in and out as easily and perfectly as possible. Others will work on the layouts and optimal times of retrieval of Draco. We'll get blue prints of wherever Voldemort is holding him, and send in operatives to get a feel of the place although that depends on where he is. One group will be going directly into Voldemort's territory and carrying out the mission while we are connected to others here that will help us along.
First we will find out where Draco is being held, and what kind of setting we'll be working with. We'll get blue prints of the building and virtually plan out our route of rescue and escape. We will need to know about anything and everything, when shifts change, who is coming and going, what kind of security is in place. Spells, wards, traps, everything we can get information on and some things we can't.
If Voldemort isn't using a home of sorts, then we can send in people in disguise to find out everything we'll need for this. Knowing where he is operating from is key to this mission, if he is using something very populated to keep people moving in and out for easy access, then it will be perfect for our plans. If not then we'll have to up our caution levels and get in and out undetected.
Once we know how everything operates then we can plan our attack route, how many people will be needed, how many setups we'll need and what kind of weapons we'll need. We will go in, and hopefully get to Draco without much trouble, as it's getting out that will be our biggest difficulty. By the time we get to him Voldemort should be notified if not already waiting for us. So we will take into consideration who will protect Draco and get him out, while some stay behind and fight off Voldemort." Everett sat back and sighed. "It's going to be hard and extremely dangerous, lives are at risk, but I know that we can get him out and safely back to Hogwarts.
"If you want out, now is your chance as I'm not going to force anyone into this and if you don't want to risk this for any reason I wont hold it against you. However, if you chose to leave as soon as you exit this room your mind will be wiped clean of any memory of this meeting, and you'll go home completely oblivious to the going-ons of this operation." Everett looked at each person in turn and no one left, even Kyle looked serious for a change. "Good, then I'll get onto explaining the people we'll be contacting to you." Everett looked to Leroy, and he nodded for him to continue.
"Leo Durocher," Everett continued, "is half Italian and half French, he owns different car companies that strictly deal with foreign 'political' diplomats. He has a very unique way with his words and can practically talk his way in or out of any situation.
"That's his legal self; Leo is also heavily into the black market of weapons, machinery, bombs, submarines, and things like that. He is one of the main suppliers for my 'family', and I've worked one on one with him on different occasions. If you get on this man's bad side, he will personally come to your house when you are sleeping kill you and your family and make it look like it was all an accident. However, if you're on his good side, which I am, he will protect you until the very end.
"If Mr. Durocher decides that he will work with us for this project, he will not be in the main squad team that will be retrieving Mr. Malfoy, but he will be working with the weapons group."
"Next," Everett snapped his fingers, "is Alfred 'the Pope' Martinez. He is a Roman Catholic priest, and the best interrogator, other than myself, that I know." A dark skinned man with jet-black hair stood fully decked out in a white robe, behind a podium. Church pews were in front of him and candles lined the walls. He was talking ferociously and waving his arms about, to get the point of whatever he was saying across.
"Alfred will be part of the group that we'll be using to find out the exact location of Draco. The only mishap we might have with him is that he, well, he tends to get overly excited about his interrogations and ends up killing some of the people. It's not very likely to happen though."
Everett snapped his finger again and a picture of a heavy set man appeared. He was standing in front of a bar, letting in some people and rejecting others. "This next man is Joey 'the Hammer' Canto. He also specializes in weapons, but he is strong and very, very loyal to me. He was in my squad, and looks to actually be in front of my club at the moment. Hammer will be going into the tact group and he'll get us everything that we need for outside enforcement."
Everett again snapped his finger, and an image appeared of a short man who was running on a treadmill and had a small muscular build and a shiny bald head. "Shine, we don't know his name because he rarely says a word to anyone, but he is great at going places unnoticed and is easily forgotten.
"He is in top physical condition, and I suspect that he once was in some sort of circus, fitting himself into the smallest of spaces. Perfect in case Voldemort is using a home for Draco's prison." Snap. A tall man with light brown hair, and light blue eyes paced back and forth in front of an older woman, The Boss. He was arguing something with her, and then stalked out of the room. "Jason 'Scout' Owen, the best computer wiz I've ever known. He can hack into any system and retrieve any kind of information needed, be about people and their contacts, or computers themselves and what they've done.
"He will be mixing his knowledge with the layout we get for Draco's location and creating the routes that we'll take. Any kind of techie thing we'll need he'll do. Any information on people and their backgrounds, he can get it." Everett moved to the last folder he had, and for the last time snapped his fingers. "Our last person is Charlie Firestone."
Everett motioned to the blank screen behind him, "Charlie can't be photographed, not because Charlie is a Vampire, it's just not possible to get one. I know for sure that Charlie has magical powers of some kind, but I never looked in on it and didn't want to. But Charlie's use for us is great. Charming, witty, and dangerous. Charlie will be in our planning group, our information group, and our team that will be going in to get Draco. I'd have to say that Charlie Firestone is the mix of each of these people we're gathering here today, except for Scout, and will be an asset that can make or break this team."
"So that's everyone?" Dumbledore asked. Everett nodded. "Then we'll be collecting them as soon as possible?"
"As soon as this meeting is over, I plan to take a few people with me to gather them up while some of you start to gather information we're going to be needing."
"Then I think I'm going to send out the people here that aren't going to be needed, just for efficiency sake." Dumbledore replied.
"I have no protest to that." Everett looked around the room, but no one moved to leave. "You heard the Headmaster, thank you for coming, but this is going to be a private meeting from here on. Good day." Slowly the people rose and left the room, and as the last one left the table shrank. Those remaining moved to fit around it.
"This is the start, once we leave this room, everyone will have something to do, so are you all prepared? Good, we don't have another minute to waste." Everett waved his hand over the table and the stacks in front of everyone changed into thinner folders. "In each of your folders there is a list of everyone and next to their name is what they are doing at the moment. Keep these with you at all times, as it will be crucial for keeping your eye on everyone.
"Each of the people that I just told you about will be working in one or more groups, and personally with one or more of you. The top thing on our list at the moment is finding out where Draco is being kept. Once we've got that and I return with our other members I will have Scout pull up all the blue prints, and make it into a virtual layout so then our team can plan our attack. Once we send in people to gather information we can add in who and what is coming and going, what time they come and go, and where they are headed each day.
"I'm going to have Hammer and Leo coming up with new weapons that will easily take out any obstacles in our path, Fred, George," Everett looked to the older red heads. "I'm going to need you to use your inventions and advance them, such as your extendable ears, make them wireless, and invisible. Scout can help with enhancing the range they can go up to and how we can move them. I've already put a list in your folders of other things what we'll be needing. Do you think you can do that?"
The twins nodded, each looking over their sheets. Everett smiled. "Next, Blaise you are currently in Voldemort's regimen."
Blaise stiffened, "I don't know how you know me Mr. Trattativa, or how you are finding these things out about me but I don't like it when people spy on me. Especially when I don't know who they are."
"My, my Mr Zabini you are quite high strung, I have not been 'spying' on you but I do know a small amount about you, such as that you are working at the Ministry, working with the Order and spying on Voldemort for them. Other than that I know practically nothing about you sir." Everett looked around the room at everyone. "That's all I know about all of you the bare basics, but I've asked you here for a reason and I've given you chance to leave and you didn't take it. Now you're committed and I need all of your help, so don't get angry when I say something about you that I shouldn't know. It won't help any of us." His last comment was directed toward Blaise. "May I continue?"
Blaise nodded.
"How high up are you in Voldemort's trust?"
"I am one of his main advisors, and am in the inner circle." Blaise looked to Severus who looked back with blank eyes, but nodded as if saying that it was okay.
"And Severus, how high up are you nowadays?"
Severus raised an eyebrow at him, but also answered. "I am in the inner circle, but I don't participate in activities, I only supply Him with potions."
"And has Voldemort mentioned anything about this attack on Draco to either one of you?"
"No," Snape started, but was cut off by Blaise.
"Yes, and no, he mentioned something about finally having someone and the perfect opportunity, but I didn't think until just now that it could have anything to do with this. The Dark Lord had this crazy idea that he'd been going on about lately, but nothing really specific. He kept mentioning the possibility of taking over a muggle place to create a hostage storage area, some place where nobody would think to look for him. He finally decided on The Royal Crown in London.He finally decided on The Royal Crown, a gambling casino in London. He killed the owner, and left Marcus Flint in charge to make sure everything kept running as it did before. Possibly Draco is in one of the many rooms in the Casino."
"This is perfect." Everett said, grinning. The others looked on at his strange display of emotion. "If Draco is somewhere highly populated it will be so much easier to get information about the place, and not only get in to Draco unnoticed but out as well. The only drawback is the possibility of casualties amongst the muggles in the building, but maybe we can evacuate them in time.
"After this meeting I want you to try and find out where exactly Draco is being held, if he is being held there. I don't want you to seem different to Voldemort, so if you must take your time, but report back here in at most three days time. If you could leave as soon as possible after the meeting?" Blaise nodded, accepting his orders.
Everett went on. "As for the rest of you, since we now have an idea as to where Draco may be, I'm going to assign some small tasks that will need to be finished by the time we return tonight or tomorrow. First Colin, I need you to get over to the Royal Crown and get as many aerial pictures of the building as you can without being detected. Hermione and Tonks, I need the two of you to compile a list of hexes, curses, spells, and charms that will help us disguise both ourselves and our magic, and what will best be used in the battle we're about to get ourselves into.
"Professor Lupin, Mr and Mrs. Weasley, Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick, I'll need all of you to find a suitable base that doesn't have a noticeably high concentration of magic around it but has enough wards for us to be safe at all times. If I could ask all of you to get this base ready tonight, and then we can inform everyone tonight of where we'll be residing. If you find this task menial, well you should, this is only a holder position for you will not really be needed until we have more information and can actually get a lot of work done." Everett looked around the table; almost everyone had something to do. Secretly Remus Lupin looked strangely at Everett, as he realised that he had called him 'Professor' when he had only been a teacher once.
"Poppy, you will of course be at our base and provide the medical assistance we will most likely be needing, Moody, Mrs Luna Weasley, Leroy, Severus and Minerva, you five will be accompanying me in gathering everyone as I know you will be the hardest to convince of their character." Everett slightly smiled. "Neville, I have placed a list of plants that will be needed by tomorrow and any ones that will be gathered at a later date we can discuss." Neville nodded and started going over the list, marking the ones that he had in abundance. Everett now only had three more people to assign duties to. "Ronald and Kyle," he said in a harsher tone, " you two are going to be going along with the Headmaster, for I have different things for you to do later."
"Mrs Malfoy, you will be working on something entirely different for me. Considering this is your son we are dealing with, I thought it prudent to let you in on our plans. Otherwise that is all I have for each of you to do so far, but I will tell you now that I trust most of you." Everett said, emphasizing the word 'most' while looking pointedly to Kyle, Ron, Hermione, and Dumbledore. "While we are working together, I absolutely do not allow any drinking of alcohol. However, tonight you will be allowed one last night of indulgence and when we meet back here at," Everett paused and looked at his watch, "9:30 you are all invited to join myself at The Black Swan. Bring your significant other, or whomever you choose, as you wont be seeing them until we finish this. On a final note before we leave, I want all of you to know that while I am in charge I will do my utmost to protect each and everyone of you. We don't need anymore deaths now."
A/n Well that's all for now I hope to get the next chap up soon ta ta! Thanks to my beta, for editing my chapter, and for being extremely slow!!!! Hurry up next time!! puts hands on hips lol
A man with thick blond hair appeared on the screen behind Everett. He had a small goatee and was of slim build, and his dress was expensive and suave with a green silk undershirt and a black double-breasted suit. He was talking to three stiff looking oriental men and showing them around what looked like to be a car manufacturing company.
"He..." Leroy abruptly cut Everett off.
"Don't you think that you should tell them about the family first?" Leroy proposed. "So they understand who these people are."
Everett eyed him sharply. "You're right."
"And, you should tell them the plan exactly before you introduce your associates."
"Leroy, enough."
"And are you going to ask The Boss about this?"
"Leroy, I..." Everett hadn't even thought about that, he sighed and pinched his nose. "Of course, just let me get on with it."
"My pleasure." Leroy sat back.
Everett steepled his fingers in front on him, letting his elbows rest on the table. "I am, or used to be a part of the Montua Family of New York. The 'family' deals in only gambling and imported goods. They don't mess with drugs, or prostitution. They are the largest organized crime family of New York, and the biggest Italian Mafia group on the east coast.
The Montua Family is currently run by Julia Knavish and the Godfathers, and there are four Godfathers, whom usually are the eldest and wisest of the family. Godfather Giotto Montua, Leroy's' brother, Godfather Maurice Halamentie, Godfather Talib Sanigeto, and Godfather Shawn Avonlea. They council the Boss, and are only in on the big missions. The Boss runs each operation and takes care of all the income and outcome of each mission, she controls the family down to a point, and if you cross her she will let you know, then kill you. If you are a part of the 'family' you are protected from any outside intruder, your enemies become our enemies; your friends become our friends. Upset the 'family' and you're done. Need help 'convincing' someone, we'll be there for you, but you'll be in debt to the 'family', which usually works pretty well."
Everett looked at the people sitting around the table, searching their faces. No one spoke so he continued in a silky voice. "I'll admit that we kill people, and they kill us, but it's usually not pointless and never for fun. Though some do enjoy it, we tend to keep them subdued. The family has connections in politics, the police, clubs, the government, and everything down to local grocery stores and restaurants.
That's where most of the people we'll talk about today are going to be coming from, those outside contacts that aren't specifically with the family, but more freelance. Though there will be a few from the family, but they are all under my lead, or used to be, and they won't be any trouble." Everett rested his finger against his lips. "Any questions so far?"
Hermione raised her hand, much like a student would and Everett smiled weakly at her. "Yes?"
"This sounds a lot like Voldemort's Death Eaters, how do we know that we can trust you if you go around killing people for not paying debts and such. I'm muggleborn, and I know more about Mafias than some of the people here, you are just the muggle version of Death Eaters." People around the room started to whisper, and agree in response.
Everett held up his hand to silence the room. "How many of you trust Leroy Montua?" Almost everyone present held up their hand. "Yet he used to be a part of the Mafia, and has killed many more people in his time than I have in my entire life."
"Yes, but you are much younger than he, and Leroy left the 'family' of his own free will instead of being forced out." Severus stated.
"Be that as it may, during my time in the 'family' I didn't kill a single person in that entire time. I'll admit that I have ordered one of my team to kill someone if need or rough someone up a bit, but I never outright killed anyone."
"Everett, what about Jelly?" Leroy said matter-of-factly.
"Jelly isn't important right now." Everett said in a deadly voice, looking sharply at Leroy, "I worked mostly in negotiations, and collected money from unwilling customers. This really isn't important for the task at hand, and we're wasting time talking about it."
"I for one like to know a bit about the person who is going to be leading us into the Dark Lord's area to retrieve Mr. Malfoy." Blaise Zabini said in a light but firm voice.
"I would too." Most of the assembled group agreed.
Everett pinched the bridge of his nose. "We can talk about this at another meeting, not everyone needs to know everything. You can ask me what you like... later."
"Agreed, but we will know." Blaise said politely.
"Great, moving on. What we will be doing after we get the rest of our group is mixing muggle technologies and magic together. I'll set up groups. Some will work on creating weapons and gadgets to get us in and out as easily and perfectly as possible. Others will work on the layouts and optimal times of retrieval of Draco. We'll get blue prints of wherever Voldemort is holding him, and send in operatives to get a feel of the place although that depends on where he is. One group will be going directly into Voldemort's territory and carrying out the mission while we are connected to others here that will help us along.
First we will find out where Draco is being held, and what kind of setting we'll be working with. We'll get blue prints of the building and virtually plan out our route of rescue and escape. We will need to know about anything and everything, when shifts change, who is coming and going, what kind of security is in place. Spells, wards, traps, everything we can get information on and some things we can't.
If Voldemort isn't using a home of sorts, then we can send in people in disguise to find out everything we'll need for this. Knowing where he is operating from is key to this mission, if he is using something very populated to keep people moving in and out for easy access, then it will be perfect for our plans. If not then we'll have to up our caution levels and get in and out undetected.
Once we know how everything operates then we can plan our attack route, how many people will be needed, how many setups we'll need and what kind of weapons we'll need. We will go in, and hopefully get to Draco without much trouble, as it's getting out that will be our biggest difficulty. By the time we get to him Voldemort should be notified if not already waiting for us. So we will take into consideration who will protect Draco and get him out, while some stay behind and fight off Voldemort." Everett sat back and sighed. "It's going to be hard and extremely dangerous, lives are at risk, but I know that we can get him out and safely back to Hogwarts.
"If you want out, now is your chance as I'm not going to force anyone into this and if you don't want to risk this for any reason I wont hold it against you. However, if you chose to leave as soon as you exit this room your mind will be wiped clean of any memory of this meeting, and you'll go home completely oblivious to the going-ons of this operation." Everett looked at each person in turn and no one left, even Kyle looked serious for a change. "Good, then I'll get onto explaining the people we'll be contacting to you." Everett looked to Leroy, and he nodded for him to continue.
"Leo Durocher," Everett continued, "is half Italian and half French, he owns different car companies that strictly deal with foreign 'political' diplomats. He has a very unique way with his words and can practically talk his way in or out of any situation.
"That's his legal self; Leo is also heavily into the black market of weapons, machinery, bombs, submarines, and things like that. He is one of the main suppliers for my 'family', and I've worked one on one with him on different occasions. If you get on this man's bad side, he will personally come to your house when you are sleeping kill you and your family and make it look like it was all an accident. However, if you're on his good side, which I am, he will protect you until the very end.
"If Mr. Durocher decides that he will work with us for this project, he will not be in the main squad team that will be retrieving Mr. Malfoy, but he will be working with the weapons group."
"Next," Everett snapped his fingers, "is Alfred 'the Pope' Martinez. He is a Roman Catholic priest, and the best interrogator, other than myself, that I know." A dark skinned man with jet-black hair stood fully decked out in a white robe, behind a podium. Church pews were in front of him and candles lined the walls. He was talking ferociously and waving his arms about, to get the point of whatever he was saying across.
"Alfred will be part of the group that we'll be using to find out the exact location of Draco. The only mishap we might have with him is that he, well, he tends to get overly excited about his interrogations and ends up killing some of the people. It's not very likely to happen though."
Everett snapped his finger again and a picture of a heavy set man appeared. He was standing in front of a bar, letting in some people and rejecting others. "This next man is Joey 'the Hammer' Canto. He also specializes in weapons, but he is strong and very, very loyal to me. He was in my squad, and looks to actually be in front of my club at the moment. Hammer will be going into the tact group and he'll get us everything that we need for outside enforcement."
Everett again snapped his finger, and an image appeared of a short man who was running on a treadmill and had a small muscular build and a shiny bald head. "Shine, we don't know his name because he rarely says a word to anyone, but he is great at going places unnoticed and is easily forgotten.
"He is in top physical condition, and I suspect that he once was in some sort of circus, fitting himself into the smallest of spaces. Perfect in case Voldemort is using a home for Draco's prison." Snap. A tall man with light brown hair, and light blue eyes paced back and forth in front of an older woman, The Boss. He was arguing something with her, and then stalked out of the room. "Jason 'Scout' Owen, the best computer wiz I've ever known. He can hack into any system and retrieve any kind of information needed, be about people and their contacts, or computers themselves and what they've done.
"He will be mixing his knowledge with the layout we get for Draco's location and creating the routes that we'll take. Any kind of techie thing we'll need he'll do. Any information on people and their backgrounds, he can get it." Everett moved to the last folder he had, and for the last time snapped his fingers. "Our last person is Charlie Firestone."
Everett motioned to the blank screen behind him, "Charlie can't be photographed, not because Charlie is a Vampire, it's just not possible to get one. I know for sure that Charlie has magical powers of some kind, but I never looked in on it and didn't want to. But Charlie's use for us is great. Charming, witty, and dangerous. Charlie will be in our planning group, our information group, and our team that will be going in to get Draco. I'd have to say that Charlie Firestone is the mix of each of these people we're gathering here today, except for Scout, and will be an asset that can make or break this team."
"So that's everyone?" Dumbledore asked. Everett nodded. "Then we'll be collecting them as soon as possible?"
"As soon as this meeting is over, I plan to take a few people with me to gather them up while some of you start to gather information we're going to be needing."
"Then I think I'm going to send out the people here that aren't going to be needed, just for efficiency sake." Dumbledore replied.
"I have no protest to that." Everett looked around the room, but no one moved to leave. "You heard the Headmaster, thank you for coming, but this is going to be a private meeting from here on. Good day." Slowly the people rose and left the room, and as the last one left the table shrank. Those remaining moved to fit around it.
"This is the start, once we leave this room, everyone will have something to do, so are you all prepared? Good, we don't have another minute to waste." Everett waved his hand over the table and the stacks in front of everyone changed into thinner folders. "In each of your folders there is a list of everyone and next to their name is what they are doing at the moment. Keep these with you at all times, as it will be crucial for keeping your eye on everyone.
"Each of the people that I just told you about will be working in one or more groups, and personally with one or more of you. The top thing on our list at the moment is finding out where Draco is being kept. Once we've got that and I return with our other members I will have Scout pull up all the blue prints, and make it into a virtual layout so then our team can plan our attack. Once we send in people to gather information we can add in who and what is coming and going, what time they come and go, and where they are headed each day.
"I'm going to have Hammer and Leo coming up with new weapons that will easily take out any obstacles in our path, Fred, George," Everett looked to the older red heads. "I'm going to need you to use your inventions and advance them, such as your extendable ears, make them wireless, and invisible. Scout can help with enhancing the range they can go up to and how we can move them. I've already put a list in your folders of other things what we'll be needing. Do you think you can do that?"
The twins nodded, each looking over their sheets. Everett smiled. "Next, Blaise you are currently in Voldemort's regimen."
Blaise stiffened, "I don't know how you know me Mr. Trattativa, or how you are finding these things out about me but I don't like it when people spy on me. Especially when I don't know who they are."
"My, my Mr Zabini you are quite high strung, I have not been 'spying' on you but I do know a small amount about you, such as that you are working at the Ministry, working with the Order and spying on Voldemort for them. Other than that I know practically nothing about you sir." Everett looked around the room at everyone. "That's all I know about all of you the bare basics, but I've asked you here for a reason and I've given you chance to leave and you didn't take it. Now you're committed and I need all of your help, so don't get angry when I say something about you that I shouldn't know. It won't help any of us." His last comment was directed toward Blaise. "May I continue?"
Blaise nodded.
"How high up are you in Voldemort's trust?"
"I am one of his main advisors, and am in the inner circle." Blaise looked to Severus who looked back with blank eyes, but nodded as if saying that it was okay.
"And Severus, how high up are you nowadays?"
Severus raised an eyebrow at him, but also answered. "I am in the inner circle, but I don't participate in activities, I only supply Him with potions."
"And has Voldemort mentioned anything about this attack on Draco to either one of you?"
"No," Snape started, but was cut off by Blaise.
"Yes, and no, he mentioned something about finally having someone and the perfect opportunity, but I didn't think until just now that it could have anything to do with this. The Dark Lord had this crazy idea that he'd been going on about lately, but nothing really specific. He kept mentioning the possibility of taking over a muggle place to create a hostage storage area, some place where nobody would think to look for him. He finally decided on The Royal Crown in London.He finally decided on The Royal Crown, a gambling casino in London. He killed the owner, and left Marcus Flint in charge to make sure everything kept running as it did before. Possibly Draco is in one of the many rooms in the Casino."
"This is perfect." Everett said, grinning. The others looked on at his strange display of emotion. "If Draco is somewhere highly populated it will be so much easier to get information about the place, and not only get in to Draco unnoticed but out as well. The only drawback is the possibility of casualties amongst the muggles in the building, but maybe we can evacuate them in time.
"After this meeting I want you to try and find out where exactly Draco is being held, if he is being held there. I don't want you to seem different to Voldemort, so if you must take your time, but report back here in at most three days time. If you could leave as soon as possible after the meeting?" Blaise nodded, accepting his orders.
Everett went on. "As for the rest of you, since we now have an idea as to where Draco may be, I'm going to assign some small tasks that will need to be finished by the time we return tonight or tomorrow. First Colin, I need you to get over to the Royal Crown and get as many aerial pictures of the building as you can without being detected. Hermione and Tonks, I need the two of you to compile a list of hexes, curses, spells, and charms that will help us disguise both ourselves and our magic, and what will best be used in the battle we're about to get ourselves into.
"Professor Lupin, Mr and Mrs. Weasley, Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick, I'll need all of you to find a suitable base that doesn't have a noticeably high concentration of magic around it but has enough wards for us to be safe at all times. If I could ask all of you to get this base ready tonight, and then we can inform everyone tonight of where we'll be residing. If you find this task menial, well you should, this is only a holder position for you will not really be needed until we have more information and can actually get a lot of work done." Everett looked around the table; almost everyone had something to do. Secretly Remus Lupin looked strangely at Everett, as he realised that he had called him 'Professor' when he had only been a teacher once.
"Poppy, you will of course be at our base and provide the medical assistance we will most likely be needing, Moody, Mrs Luna Weasley, Leroy, Severus and Minerva, you five will be accompanying me in gathering everyone as I know you will be the hardest to convince of their character." Everett slightly smiled. "Neville, I have placed a list of plants that will be needed by tomorrow and any ones that will be gathered at a later date we can discuss." Neville nodded and started going over the list, marking the ones that he had in abundance. Everett now only had three more people to assign duties to. "Ronald and Kyle," he said in a harsher tone, " you two are going to be going along with the Headmaster, for I have different things for you to do later."
"Mrs Malfoy, you will be working on something entirely different for me. Considering this is your son we are dealing with, I thought it prudent to let you in on our plans. Otherwise that is all I have for each of you to do so far, but I will tell you now that I trust most of you." Everett said, emphasizing the word 'most' while looking pointedly to Kyle, Ron, Hermione, and Dumbledore. "While we are working together, I absolutely do not allow any drinking of alcohol. However, tonight you will be allowed one last night of indulgence and when we meet back here at," Everett paused and looked at his watch, "9:30 you are all invited to join myself at The Black Swan. Bring your significant other, or whomever you choose, as you wont be seeing them until we finish this. On a final note before we leave, I want all of you to know that while I am in charge I will do my utmost to protect each and everyone of you. We don't need anymore deaths now."
A/n Well that's all for now I hope to get the next chap up soon ta ta! Thanks to my beta, for editing my chapter, and for being extremely slow!!!! Hurry up next time!! puts hands on hips lol