Harry Potter Prequel: The Story of Tuluse Bane

A long time ago….before the boy who lived, his parents, or Lord Voldemort ever existed…

We'll start at the very Beginning of this story….

London England, 1893.

John Bane was sitting in the tea room when it happened. His wife Anna had gone into labour with their fourth child.. He rushed her to the local hospital and sat in the "father room" as he was not allowed in the room when the birthing was happening. So as always he brought his cigars and brandy with him, smoking and having a little drink with the five other fathers in the room. Needless to say, after having thee other children prior, John was experienced when it came to the whole "labour routine" as he's call it. Three hours later a nurse finally came over to tell him that he'd been blessed with a healthy baby boy. After already having two boys, a third brought the biggest smile across his face. He let the nurse guide him to the birthing room. There lay Anna, exhausted holding their newborn son.
He had light blue eyes, and tiny blonde strands of hair. John couldn't be anymore happier. Anna sighed and spoke in a hoarse matter.

"Damn, I need a drink! John, go down to the pub and get me a beer huh?"

Mrs. Anna Bane had a slight drinking problem. Well to put it plainly, she was a drunkard. John shook his head and replied softly.
"Dear, you need to rest. When you come home you can have a drink."

"Tsk, useless as ever!" Anna said. The nurse took the son from Anna and put him in the crib beside her bed. She then took John outside the room to speak with him in confidence.
"Sir, how long has your wife been fond of the drink?"

He rolled his eyes and replied respectfully.

"Not too long, I've been trying to get her to quit." John was lying through his teeth, but nurses usually never questioned this sort of thing that often. John failed to notice that times were changing, the new century was almost upon them. Nurses and Doctors were beginning to notice the harms of alcohol, both to men and women. Furthermore, a drunk mother was no longer being "set aside". The nurse cleared her throat and spoke again.

"Curious, this woman has four children to look after, and constantly needs a drink? This only happens when the father is not at home as often. Tell me sir, what is your job description Mr. Bane?"

John was getting way too old for this. He was too tired to come up with an excuse or another lie. He looked around to make sure no one was looking, and pulled out his wand. Yes, John Bane was indeed a wizard. He waved his wand swiftly and cited "Obliviate."
The nurse blinked for a few seconds, then spoke like her questioning never occurred.

"Okay, so let your wife recover for over the course of two days. Then, take her home with you."

John nodded respectfully and replied "Yes of course" He then bowed with a smirk and went home.

Two days later….

"Father, I insist you and mother stop having intercourse! This child will annoy me even more so then Actrise, and he is still only one years old. I will have two bouncing baby brats!"

Mark said, Johns oldest.

"Mark, don't you start now! If you no longer wish to be with your family go live elsewhere."

John replied, putting on his shoes. Typical, right on the day when John was going to pick up his wife, a heated argument with his eldest son Mark ensued. Mark was six foot seven, dirty blonde hair, and blue eyes like his father. He was gorgeous, but a prude. He got that personality from his Mother.
To most people he was a young twenty four year old bloke, and had plenty of time to get wife. However, to family he was getting too old. In reality he was seventy seven. You see, there is another secret in John's family. The Bane Family were not your typical Wizard Family. The Bane's were demon wizards. They did not age as much as Wizards or Muggle Men do. Finally, they were a powerful bunch. So they had to learn in their youth to control the power to conceal it from the other Wizards and Witches. At this time, non humans were not accepted at Hogwarts. For now anyway.
Mark rolled his eyes, and pushed up his glasses speaking again.

"Do what you wish Father, no use arguing with a stubborn man such as yourself. I am just concerned for you, that's all. You're not getting any younger. Well, I best get going, I am already late."

Mark went out the door, heading to the Ministry of Magic. Usually he would be heading to Saint Mungo's, as he is a healer there. However, he had a meeting this morning at the ministry. John rolled his eyes scoffing to himself. His son Mark annoyed him so much. In a lot of ways his son reminded him of himself when he was younger. On some occasions just looking at Mark was like as if he was standing in front of a mirror. John shook the argument stress away, and went out the door. His coachmen waited for him to go into the carriage. Once he was in, he was off to the muggle hospital.

Later….

"Your wife is in perfect health! Wait here, and we will wheel her out!"

The Head Nurse of the small Muggle Hospital said, as she left John to get Anna. John rolled his eyes at her cheery domineer this early in the morning and waited. He scratched at his stubble, sighing to himself again. He hated to admit it, but his son was right in a way. He wasn't getting any younger. John Bane was the appearance of a forty year old man. In reality, he was three hundred years old. His wife Anna was a hundred years old. She was young, which is why she was able to pop out three children before and still be in good condition to have a fourth as well. The nurse came out, rolling Anna in a wheel chair along with their new born son Tuluse Bane. Anna smiled up at her husband. She appeared to be in much better spirits.
The nurse helped John get Anna into the carriage. As the carriage pulled away, both John and Anna waved goodbye to the muggle nurses to get home to their large estate. John was a very wealthy man-urr-demon, so he had the proper finances for multiple children, and a wife who liked to drink-a lot.

Later…after finally arriving back at the Bane Mansion…

"I swear, if I ever get pregnant again, I want to be taken care of at Saint Mungo's." Anna said, as her husband helped her lay down in bed. John smiled and replied while putting their son in the crib.

"Oh? And why is that so dear?"

Anna rolled her eyes and covered herself up replying.

"I don't know… I find muggles very annoying…Something about them just really boils my blood. " John laughed and replied. "Don't they all my love?"
Anna smiled and took her husbands hand. He lay with her and held her close until she drifted off into slumber. He then prepared breakfast.

Later…. (Again)

"John, I need a drink!"

Anna had only been asleep for three hours when she finally woke up. She had been sober for 9 months and was getting tired of it. Wizards were ahead of muggles "medically". They already knew the harms of alcohol in the womb. John could no longer argue with his wife. He was just too old and too tired to protest her swilling of the drink. Yes it made him uncomfortable, but he knew her liver would give out eventually. So he poured her a brandy into a glass with ice and brought it to her.

"Thank god!"

She said, grabbing the drink.

"Shh, you'll wake Tuluse."

John replied, putting his hand on the crib. Anna rolled her eyes and sipped her drink.

"Did we not have a room ready for him for a reason? He is lucky I brought him into this world, and he's even luckier he gets my tasty brandy milk." Anna said, pointing to her breasts. She was right, whatever she ingested the baby would ingest as well.

"Put him in there with Actrise." She added, waving her hand nonchalantly. John sighed and rolled Tuluse into his room. A lot of his friends said that it was "A Match made WRONG in Heaven" Perhaps they were right. It was too late now, he couldn't walk away. He had high hopes for his pure blood snake demon wizard. He hoped his son would do great things, and bring pride to the Bane family.

The Story of Tuluse Bane!

A Demon Wizard!

Chapter 1

Every Respectable Bane Needs an Education

Train Station… 1904.… 10 years later…

"Come on then! Don't want to be Late!" "Yes Mother!"

After shopping at Diagon Alley, Anna Bane rushed her sons Tuluse and Actrise to Platform 9 ¾. After finally finding the platform, Tuluse and Actrise rammed their carts through the wall, ending up on the platform. Anna followed, along with the twins Arnold and Alice. They were too young to go to Hogwarts yet, they will be going next year. Arnold and Alice were the last children of John Bane. Poor old sod died on Tuluse's tenth birthday. He was already very ill, and the flu finally drove him six feet under. Anna was a single mother now, and STILL an alcoholic. Even after inheriting John's 4.5 million dollar estate, Anna was still unhappy. I guess money doesn't buy happiness. After getting her sons on the train, she waved goodbye to them. "Bye dears! See you during the holidays!" She said, running after the train as it pulled away. The boys hung their heads out the window and replied "Bye Mum!" as the train finally pulled away from the station. Soon their mother's image fade, and it was all trees and grass. Tuluse sighed and sat down in sadness. He was going to miss home, and he was worried he wouldn't be sorted into Slytherin.
Actrise, his second year brother smiled and replied.

"Don't worry little brother. Just you see, you'll be sorted into Slytherin. Just like Mother, Father, Mark, and Marg."

Tuluse smiled and replied. "You too right?"

Actrise nodded and pointed to the Slytherin Crest on his jacket. "I know you will. I bet you two Gallions that the Sorting Hat will barley touch your head and it will be in fact Slytherin."

Tuluse smiled and looked out the window, he only hoped his brother was right. Tuluse wanted to be just like his father.

…...

After an hour train ride, the boys arrived at Hogwarts. They walked though the large doors and approached the large hallways, and eventually approached the Great Hall.

"Welcome students, those returning welcome back. Please join your houses, so that the sorting ceremony can begin for the first years." Albus Dumbledore said, the current transfiguration professor. Actrise turned to his brother and whispered "Good luck" and joined the Slytherin House. Tuluse nodded and followed the other students ahead of him, who were following the professor. The professor took the hat in his hand, and prepared to sort the new students. Tuluse watched everyone before him be sorted.

"Andrew Boris Brown, please approach." Andrew quaked in his boots, and sat on the stool. The professor placed the sorting hat on Andrew's Head. "HUFFLEPUFF!" The sorting hat shouted. Andrew smiled and joined his friends and older sister. Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat and spoke again, calling the next student. " Markus Hamadaus Whillby."
Markus rolled his eyes. 'I hate my middle name.' Markus thought, sitting on the stool crossing his arms. Professor placed the hat on Markus' head. "SLYTHERIN!"
Markus smirked and joined the other members of the Slytherin House. Another student names Uraku Smitherson was next, who was also sorted into Slytherin. He was quite smart, and creative. He was surprised he was not sorted into Ravenclaw. He was quite all right with it though, as he had one childhood friend Ian Cordwood who was a second year. So he wasn't on his own. A few more students were sorted, then it came time for Tuluse's turn.
"Tuluse Bane, please step forward." Professor Dumbledore said. Tuluse gulped and stepped over, sitting on the stool. His brother was right. The Sorting Hat barley touched his head shouting "SLYTHERIN!"
Tuluse jumped for joy and ran to his brother, hugging him tight.
"See! I told you!" Actrise exclaimed. Tuluse could never be happier. He sat down next to the boy Markus. Markus leaned over and spoke. "Markus Whillby, pleasure to meet you."
Tuluse nodded and replied. "Tuluse Bane, pleasure as well." Markus nodded and replied.
"Yeah, I know. So it's true then?"
Confused, Tuluse replied. "True, about what?"
"You are in fact Actrise Bane's little brother?" Tuluse nodded and replied.
"Yes, how did you know about my older brother? I mean, you're a first year like me."
Markus smirked and replied while playing with his napkin slightly. "You're kidding right? He's practically a legend. He beat the living daylights out of a 3rd year Gryffindor."

Tuluse was shocked, as he looked at his brother. He also smiled, he always looked up to his brother. Hearing that he was a "legend" only made him look up to him more so. He couldn't wait to see what his brother was like at Hogwarts.

Later…. "Raveclaws Follow me" "Gryffindors follow me."

Everyone followed their head boy/head girl to their proper houses. Aregore, Head boy of Slytherin, lead the first years to the Slytherin Common Room. A third year, he was tall, and had long black hair and blue eyes. He was very kind, despite being in Slytherin. "This way young ones, come on hurry up!" Aregore said, leading all the first years past the dungeons. After leading the first years towards the common room, Aregore spoke again.
"Ladies, your dorm room is that way, any who wish to follow me to the common room follow me. Any who want to turn in, farewell and goodnight. " A few girls remained, the others headed to their dorms. They looked at Tuluse and Markus, giggling and whispering among st themselves. Markus rolled his eyes, whispering to Tuluse. "Women, who needs em eh?" Tuluse chuckled and replied.
"Yeah, who has time to fool around when you have more important things to do."

The Head boy finally lead the first years into the Slytherin Common Room. The girls who remained gasped at its wonder. A few sofas in the middle of the room, a glass window in the back. No, it wasn't a window at all. It was an aquarium of sorts, as you could see things swimming around in the black lake. By things I mean creepy things. Ugly sort of looking fish. So ugly, it cannot be described. There were two tables sitting in front of the aquarium glass, followed by a bulletin board to the far right. A fire place was active; roaring fire sizzed and sizzled, filling the room with just the right amount of warmth. The sofa's themselves were very nice, black with green pillows. Awaiting on one of the sofa's was Actrise, Tuluse's older brother. He rose from his seat and announced his little brother.

"Boys, this is my little brother Tuluse, so treat him kindly all right?"

Two boys walked over, patting him on the shoulder. "Welcome to one of the best houses at Hogwarts. My name is Alastair Richardson, dear friend of your brother." Alastair said, shaking Tuluse's hand. He was a tall boy, with brown scruffy looking hair, and yellow eyes.
"Matthew Mayhew, also a dear friend of your brother." Matthew added, he was short compared to Alastair, with grey hair and orange eyes. He was also a bit plump around the middle. Tuluse had never been more nervous.
These were his older brother's friends. He had to make sure to show up most respect.

"All right Lads and gals! It's late, you all know the curfew! Best get to bed, or the headmaster might lock you in the dungeons!"

Aregore the Head boy said. Everyone quickly went to their dorms and found their beds, along with their Slytherin attire. Tuluse sighed happily and laid down. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He heard rustling in the bed next to him. It was his new pal Markus. Markus was the same height as Tuluse, with black scruffy hair and turquoise eyes.

"Ah Bollox! I can't seem to drift off! Markus whispered loudly, slapping his hand against his forehead. Tuluse nodded, sitting up from his bed.
"Indeed, I cannot also." he replied.
Markus shrugged and pushed off his blankets, sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Well, we might as well get to know one another. I know you're Actrise's brother, but there must me more to it then that. Tuluse rolled his eyes and replied.
"I'm afraid if I start talking we'll be here until morning." Markus smiled warmly and went over, sitting next to Tuluse on his bed. "I've got the time." Markus replied. So the boys talked all night. They became fast friends. Tomorrow, Tuluse would have his first set of classes.