Stars Walk Softly
Chptr 3: Alibis
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except for maybe my car and my textbooks, other than that I'm as poor as dirt. The trip to Deutschland seriously drained my bank account; however, I speak german much better now.
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Harry woke slowly, rolling out of bed and onto the floor. He stood poised and then stretched like a cat as his muscles stretched and bones creaked and snapped. Today was going to be one of those days he thought to himself. He could feel the anticipation and the tension in the air and it was only 5 in the morning. He knew that the others would be awake though. Very few of them slept well anymore.
He yanked a t-shirt over his bare torso before groping down the dark hall toward the kitchen. As predicted the others sat around the island munching on toast and cereal. He was greeted with a chorus of groggy "mornin'" as he sank into his own seat.
"So how we gonna cover all of this up?" was Richard's pleasant intro to the day.
Draco smiled as he looked up from his soggy cheerios. " I've spoken with Uncle Sev. He's got Pans and me covered. I'm his godson; of course I stayed with him. And Pans is my girlfriend, I heard she was in trouble and gallantly came to her rescue. Then after pleading with Sev he let both of us stay. We've been there all summer, of course hidden away from death eaters and other prying eyes."
"Good for you. What about us? We don't exist, and now we have to. This not going to be easy. I like being anonymous. I don't like being traceable." Growled Richard.
"Shut up Sly. I've already got everything in the works. Your mom is Annabel Crew and your father is Trey Porter. They were married in 1984 and died in 1989 in a tragic fire that also destroyed your family home. Unfortunately you had no survivng relatives except for your uncle who lives in Rome. You've been living with him since you were 5. You've always exhibited spontaneous magic and with some researching on his part he's found this school so that you can be officially trained. Hence the transfer from your muggle school, where you were an outstanding straight A student, to here."
"How is it that you can do that?"
" Simple they existed and died. They had a son around your age. He lived with his uncle. The uncle is still living, but the kid died. We destroyed his death certificate. Changed his first name to Richard and there you go. Sly you are now officially Richard Jay Porter."
"You're crazy. People shouldn't be able to pull that off."
"You know what the best part is?"
"Do I want to know?"
" Of course. As soon as we're done here we merely reinstate the death certificate and you don't exist again."
"Thank god. At least you think of everything."
"No problem Sly… Richard… This will take some getting used to."
"Ya think? I'm not going to answer to Richard. It might be my real name, but who has called me that? Ever."
Draco smiled. "We'll help. We can spell you so that an electrical shock goes through your body whenever someone calls you."
"Drak, FYI, I hate you."
"Thanks" Draco replied evenly with a devilish smile.
"The story for me sounds good. There aren't many holes. But what are you doing?"
"That's even easier. I've been an orphan my whole life. I was left at the Westing House Orphanage when I was born and grew up there. During my life weird things happened and I was determined to find out what was going on. One day during a field trip in London I got lost and Surprise, found the Leaky Cauldron. I ended up in Diagon Ally and once overcoming the shock, I investigated as to where I was and found out about Hogwarts. My transfer information was promptly sent with the approval of the orphanage. Simple as pie."
"Good but you sound like an American, not a European."
"That's covered seeing as to how Westing House Orphanage is in the United States, hence the "field trip" to London."
"Oh. My bad"
"That's great you two." Intoned Hermoine. "I just lived at home the whole summer and the story is that Blaise stayed with me after he was disowned. Simple, hence the ability to be easily believed."
Harry spoke up. "What about Greg?"
"That's the easiest yet. He's dead; therefore, his parents didn't disown him, they killed him. Body never found. We know nothing about it. Draco does because he was the last to be disowned and was therefore informed by his family. It's what drove him to refuse his family and caused his disownment."
Draco frowned. "Fine. It will work, but I don't like it."
"I know. Me either."said Amerath in dismay.
Harry's head fell into his hands. "So what do I do?"
"You say that you needed to get away. You were afraid that Voldemort would come and kill your only living family. So you ran to where you wouldn't be found. To a friend in the US that you met online, me, because you decided that Voldie wouldn't find you there."
"So everything is set and none of our stories are very complicated; therefore, eliminating the loop holes." intoned Hermione.
"Well we'll see…
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They all exited the breakfast room slowly contemplating whether or not there plan would work, whether they would be found out and whether or not Voldemort would convert their good deeds to evil acts. Only Harry and Amerath remained.
"You do realize that this will put some pressure on you when we get back Harry"
"I know but I can handle it. I hope"
"Your confidence is assuring." replied Amerath sarcastically. "By the way what house should Sly and I be in?"
Harry look contemplative and then concerned before answering.
" Well think about it. You can be in Slytherin, but then I look bad because why would the boy hero be hanging out with evil slyths? You don't fit Huffelpuff and I don't think you can pull it off either. It's not your style."
"I resent that, but your right. Slyth is most certainly my style, but we can't make you an independent yet. You have to be rooted in the light to avoid the dark and be able to become the shades of gray you need to be. And I couldn't survive Huffelpuff if I had to for more than a few weeks."
"Then it's Griffindor or Ravenclaw"
"Well I guess I'll take Ravenclaw and Sly can have Griffindor, or he could be in Slytherin to make sure cements the idea that we have never met him before. It's odd enough there is two new transfer students in one year."
Sly stood in the door jam looking in on the conversation. He had the appearance of one of the western cowboys in old movies, minus the hat and the piece of straw in his mouth. He did; however, have the standard gun hanging from his side.
"I'll take Slyth. The Griffindorks would get on my nerves and I can't control what would happen then…"
"Fine it was you choice anyway. I'll stay with Ravenclaw. It will make me stand out less, which is the goal here."
"Of course, and it keeps me looking studious and on the side of the light."
Amerath snickered and Sly broke into an ear-to-ear grin. "Yeah. If only they new what you've been studying all summer."
Harry grinned. "I'd be in Azkaban before I could protest"
"Which is why your mouth stays shut Sly… Richard" commanded Amerath.
"Are you three making lunch seeing as to how you're still in the kitchen?" questioned Blaise as he poked his head around the corner from the hall.
"Sure" replied Amerath and drug the boys to the stove.
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"Next Chapter: Tschuess