Deveroux Stories

Nate didn't choose his team, he didn't build it. The only person he chose out of them all, was Sophie. That was, until he realized what a team he was dealing with. A thief with no sense of normality and haywire decision making skills, a hacker with a crush and a problem with authority, a hitter with... issues. And Sophie, who if Nate was being totally honest with himself, he knew she would turn on them for a good enough piece of art. And Nate himself, he knew he was falling apart. He needed someone to help manage it all. Someone to act as a voice of reason. Someone to silently pull strings and get everyone to work together. He needed a ghost.

The Deveroux sisters, that is what most Pure and wealthy families such as ours called us. We were the three beautiful daughters of Amy and William Deveroux. With our long dark hair and fair skin, no one looked twice at our differences. If one were to really stop and stare perhaps they would see the sharpness in my face that Kayla and Stef did not have. Perhaps they would notice that I did not have my mother's soft voice, or my father's spread of freckles and birthmarks over the bridge of his nose. maybe, just maybe, they would realize that while we were all unique and mysterious, I held the most guarded safe in the room. The Deveroux family has many secrets, I can promise you that. Until very recently I thought the spacious manor I lived in the most intriguing and beautiful place on earth, what place could possibly have more mystery and precious memories hiding in it's stoned walls? Oh I know, Hogwarts. Hogwarts does. ~Being rewritten ~completely new story ~Chamber of Secrets, Draco Malfoy series