A/N well here you go chapter two we still don't see Harry or Draco but just wait they are coming

----------Three months earlier, Salem Massachusetts, USA.--------------

In the Salem Witch Academy a small mansion in the hills of Salem it was a four year school just like every other secondary school in the states.

There were 15 students per grade and four dorm rooms for each, along with one common, all of the students were housed on the second floor of the mansion, the first floor was the rec. rooms and kitchens. The fourth and fifth were all classes and the sixth was the teachers rooms and offices. Sixteen teachers a dean and a associate dean took care of all 60 students.

There was one student that stood out, Archer Augustus was 17 and due to begin his last year at the academy come fall, although he lived there year round. He was extremely powerful and came from an old line. He was a relative of the great Marcus Mandela one of the founders of the school, and one of the original five who destroyed Sisintla the demon of destruction and mistrust one of the reasons for the original witch trials. He had "the power of the stars" and ancient power passed down from his ancestors in ancient Rome. Every first male in his family had it, he was the first male in the family to be born in twenty years, the rest were all dead or insane.

Michalnie Augustus the Dean of SWA was Archers uncle on his fathers side and had taken care of the young man for years since his father had been placed in an asylum and his mother had run off with a younger man. He had kept his nephew safe with his own gift of foresight, but now his eye was clouded and unsure, the one thing he did know was that Archer would not be safe in America much longer.

------------in the common-------------

Archer sat on the floor propped up against the plush leather couch, his best friend Michelle was laying on the couch flipping threw a sports illustrated and commenting on the Yankees decline over the last few months.

"They looked so promising in spring training, but look at this Arrie," he said turning and shoving the magazine in the red heads face, "they lost to the cubs, the cubs Arrie how am I going to live this down? Mike is going to gloat forever!" Michelle said throwing the magazine across the room and pouting childishly. Archer laughed and got up to pick the wayward magazine off the floor and drop it back on to the side table.

"Calm down Mitch M sure they'll pull threw they are a lot better then the cubs don worry bout it." He drawled laughing at his friends' appalled face.

"You just don't understand Arrie it is the last two months of the season!" Archer just rolled his eyes getting up off the floor and making his way down the hall to the kitchen, calling back to his friend once he was half way down the corridor.

"Come on yall need to eat sumthin maybe then yall wont be so cranky." He laughed and took off at a sprint once he had said that, Mitch on his heels.

-----------three weeks later------------

Dean Augustus looked out the window in to the dark night, he had just gotten disturbing news, there was an uprising in the south the wizards there were scared darkness was coming from South America. It was bad it was evil and it was moving fast. Archer knew it was coming he had been jumpy and distant for the last week or so. Michalnie wondered why the boy hadn't come to him but now he thought he knew. Archer had to leave, not only Massachusetts but America all together, grabbing a pen and paper Michalnie wrote down the various countries he could trust.

Japan

Russia

France

The check republic

Germany

Rome

England

Looking at his soft flowing had writing Michalnie still could not pick one, he decided on speaking with his colleges, Archer had to be moved and it had to be fast. Tapping his wand to the speaker on his desk he spoke in to the end of the holly stick.

"All senior staff meet in the deans' office now!" he barked taping the speaker once again.

Five minutes later his senior staff was assembled sitting at a low table in the back room of his office.

"So Michal why exactly are we here?" Brook Gardenly the charms teacher asked throwing her long blond hair over her shoulder.

"I would like to know that also," Marcus the transfiguration teacher added lifting an eye brow and leaning his blond head on his hands.

"It seems we have a problem," Michalnie said coolly "there is an evil rising our friends in the south send word that unrest spreads. It is the time we have been waiting for but Archer is not yet ready in any sense. We need to find a way to hide him and train him at the same time. I have a few ideas but none that make much sense in the real world. So any ideas I am at a stand still as it is."

"Well I have an idea," a small voice came from an equally as small man Andre Prince the astrology teacher. "My second cousin Severus Snape lives and teaches in England at Hogwarts I'm sure they would take the boy." He said timidly

"That," Michalnie said with a thoughtful look on his face, "is a very good idea. What say you all are we in agreement?"

"Aye," they all coursed

"Then it is settled, Andre how fast can you get in touch with this Snape?"

"Oh well at least with in the next few weeks, is that fast enough?"

"Yes I suppose." The dark haired dean said looking around at the five other teachers. Putting his hand in to the middle of the table the rest of the teachers did the same.

"We protect and serve the Children of America," Michalnie said softly

"As is the word of Andre Prince."

"As is the word of Brook Gardenly"

"As is the word of Marcus Baeroth"

"As is the word of Darling Mitchell"

"As is the word of Samuel Brown"

"As say you all; so say I Michalnie Augustus."

Their hands shone a bright yellow and they took then from the circle they had made each teacher stood and left in turn leaving the dean and his associate dean Samuel Brown.

"This is only the beginning of a great and horrible war Sam."

"This is the beginning of a lot more then that Mich."