-Mysterious Point of View-
It was winter when he was 5 when Harry first saw him. He had been locked out of the house by Vernon while Petunia was visiting someone in Japan. Vernon only abused Harry when she was gone and Dudley always got in trouble for hurting him when she was home, but he wasn't fat, nor was Harry starved, Petunia actually loves him like a second son and treats him well, it is just Vernon who hates and hurts him, Dudley just wants to follow his dad, he is only 5.
You may be wondering who this person young Harry saw is, or for that matter who I am to be able to tell you of this. I am known as MiM, Manny, or the Man in the Moon, to put it simply I am the first Guardian of Childhood, and Harry needs one even if his aunt loves him. Vernon convinces Petunia to leave often and he gets to abuse Harry half the time, about 2 and a half weeks a month, and abuses him Vernon does, thankfully he hasn't started seeing Harry as an outlet for his lust, yet, he might, however I hope he never does. This being that Harry saw is one I will make a Guardian someday, right now he needs to get out of his evil hunting rage and help Harry. Our story starts here.
Harry, shivering in the cold, walked up to this person. "Hi, I'm Harry! Who are you?" he asked him.
"You can see me?" the being asked shocked, yes after 3 centuries no one has been able to see this poor spirit of vengeance.
"Yea, why? Can't everyone else?" Harry asked.
"No, you are the first non-spirit or animal that has been able to see me on 3oo years. I have been so alone. My name is Jokul Frosti, err one is at least, the form I am in now, but I have others. Would you like to hear my myth?" Jokul asked.
"YES! I love stories!" little Harry agreed jumping up and down.
"'Jack Frost traverses the world. Bringing far and wide the cold, snow swirl. When you see the winter sun, you can tell Jack Frost is having fun. Creating art on windows, cars, trees, and water with his ice. Though nipping noses and playing pranks, Jack Frost is truly nice. With light, beautiful frosts enhanced with soft, soft, snow. By Jack Frost fun and beauty is known. Always the culprit at the start of a snowball fight. Jack protects the children from General Winter's storms and keeps them safe with all his might.' However this is my full myth. 'Russia calls him Father Frost. A full grown man for them is a must. For he creates an icy winter trance. Bringing them a fancy cold dance. Isole Eis is the female German winter spirit. Ice, snow, and cold for them a woman must bear it. That's where they're wrong, I don't want to sound mean. However, they are talking about the Snow Queen. Americans call him Jack Frost, a man of winter fun. They see him long in the north because of the hiding sun. Elf-like he takes flight up north. The Vikings knew him among the gods. Jokul Frosti wins his fights against all odds. Cold and crafty, but Jokul tries to be seen as sweet as he can. Norway calls him Ice Man.' The last line fits because in this form I am made of ice. See these are how many know me, but they don't really KNOW me. Most spirits call me cruel and ignore me, there is only one who actively searches me out in any form," Jokul told Harry.
"So, you make it winter? I love the winter, but I hate the cold, especially when my uncle locks me outside like tonight," little Harry told Jokul. Now you may be wondering why Jokul is in a rage, but you have no need to worry about the little one, Jokul may be cruel, but he is a true Guardian.
"Wait, your uncle locked you outside in the middle of winter?" Jokul asked.
"Yes, he doesn't like me much, but my auntie loves me, Dudley just follows his dad around," Harry told him looking so young and fragile.
"Why do you live with your aunt and uncle, and would your aunt not stop him?" Jokul asked, looking a bit less like the ice man.
"Uncle never hurts or is mean to me when Auntie is home, but for the next week she is in Japan visiting a friend. My parents died when I was a year and some months old and I was given to auntie to raise, she told me that when I am older she will tell me more about my mum and dad, but I have to be 8 before she thinks I am ready, but with uncle convincing her to leave more, and him hurting me more and more each time, I am not sure if I am going to make it to 6, let alone 8. I am scared of what is going to happen to me," Harry said only to start crying at the end. Without a second thought Jokul knelt down and pull Harry into a hug. After a few minutes of Harry sobbing onto him, Jokul finally managed to get him to calm down. Pulling away Harry noticed something odd.
"Why don't I feel cold anymore? If you are pure ice shouldn't I be colder now?" Harry asked the Ice Man.
Chuckling Jokul stated, "Yes I am ice, but I also have exceptional control over it, as it is you aren't feeling cold anymore because I am absorbing the cold from you and the air leaving only the warmth. It is really hard to explain." Looking up Jokul seemed to be aware that I was watching them and smiled at me before nodding.
-Jokul PoV-
'After all these years I finally did something right,' I thought after explaining to Harry why he wasn't cold anymore. I felt as if we were being watched and looked up. There he was, Manny. He created me all those years ago and now I know why, or at least part of it. I have to protect, not only Harry, but all the children. I guess I have been doing this by exterminating all the evil spirits that I can.
I spent the next few hours cuddling with Harry and telling him my less violent stories and some of the dreams I had.
"There is this one dream that I keep having," I started to tell Harry, "I am there, watching a boy with brown hair and brown eyes. He is being pulled out of the house by a girl, his little sister. They are going ice skating. Their mom told them to be careful, it was towards the end of the winter months and the ice on the lake by their home was starting to melt. For a while they are just fine until Emma, the girl, got to close to the center of the lake. The ice started to crack and she panicked. Her brother, Jack, told her to she would be alright and then they had a small argument about how he was lying and playing a trick, but he wouldn't, not then. He said to her that they are going to play hopscotch, like they did every day. He counts and steps towards his shepherds crook, it looks like my staff, he got to it and then it is her turn. She takes one step then another, by the third step Jack was able to hook the crook around Emma and swing her to thicker ice. However, he didn't realize that he would move too, Jack slid into the same spot he had just pulled his sister from. They looked at each other and smiled before the ice gave way under Jack and he fell through," I finished the dream. Harry looked close to tears.
"So, you saved your sister and then became this," he said with a smile and I realized that he had happy tears.
"Where do you get that from?" I asked him in shock and confusion.
"Well, you said his name was Jack, and that he had your staff, and you keep having this dream which could be a memory, we saw something about this at school a while ago and it intrigued me. You said you have many forms, but what about before you were this?" Harry explained before asking a question. (Yes I know this is strange for a five year old, but children often perceive more than adults do. I myself could quote my favorite movie, The Mummy 1999, and make connections between it and its sequel while in the theaterseeing the second one without a problem and I was only five.)
"Before, I don't remember being anything before this, but it could be a memory. Now that I think about it besides the brown hair and eyes the Jack in my dreams looks exactly like me. I think I know the person to see about my memories," I said still in slight disbelief. 'I could have had a family, a sister that I saved.' I thought before Harry caught my attention.
"Who can help you?" he asked.
"Toothiana, or as you may know her, The Tooth Fairy," I replied with a smile.
"The Tooth Fairy! How can she help you and does this mean Santa and the Sandman are real too?" Harry was bounding on my lap in excitement.
"Well, Tooth collects the teeth and stores them in containers with the face of the child it came from on it. She does this because the baby teeth of a person hold their most precious memories and she with her Tooth Fairies, protect the teeth and help a person remember when they need it most. I think she may have my teeth. Also, yea Santa and Sandy are real, but I noticed you didn't ask about the Easter Bunny," I explained to Harry. He looked at me in confusion after my last statement.
"What's the Easter Bunny?" he asked. I was in shock.
You have never heard of the Easter Bunny? I know Britain celebrates Easter so how can you not know that giant kangaroo?" I asked.
"I thought you said he was a bunny. Also, Uncle hates church so we don't celebrate that holiday, even though we still celebrate Christmas," Harry said.
"Well, Bunny is what is known as a Pooka, a 6ft rabbit, but he has an Australian accent so I call him a kangaroo. I guess your uncle knows enough about Jesus to know that he was actually born in July and not December. I think someone wanted to use North's holiday as a way to get more people in church," I attempted to understand his uncle's thinking.
"No not really. Auntie always celebrated it and they made a compromise. We only do the more commercial things and nothing we do for Christmas has anything to do with religion," Harry explained. I looked up and noticed that the sky was lightening.
"Do you know how long you are going to be stuck out here?" I asked Harry.
"Not too long, Uncle doesn't want the neighbors to know and he always brings me back in before 8 am if I am out all night," he told me.
"Ok, now how will you be for the day? Does he have someone come over to watch you?" I asked. Nodding Harry told me that Mrs. Figg, the old cat lady from down the road watches them when Vernon is at work and Petunia is out of town. She doesn't approve of Petunia letting Vernon convince her to leave him alone with the boys so much.
"What will you be doing today Jokul?" Harry asked me with a sweet smile on his face.
Smiling I told him, "I am going to go see Tooth, then maybe try to somehow convince your aunt to come home early and stay home more often."
Jumping up he hugged me saying, "I hope you can get your memories Jokul. Thank you for staying with me last night and thank you for being willing to convince Auntie to come home and stay home." Just after her pulled away the back door opened and Vernon was there calling for Harry to get inside. We shared a smile and nodded before he went. 'No matter what it takes I WILL convince Petunia to come home and hopefully to tell Harry about his parents. Who knows, maybe they have a way for her to get away from Vernon," I thought before heading to Tooth Palace.