My parents derived my name –Jupiter- from the Roman king of the Gods. Jupiter, in Roman mythology, had a thunderbolt for a weapon and an eagle as a messenger. He had two brothers, Neptune and Pluto, and they divided the world up between the three of them. Neptune favoured the sea, Pluto ruled under the Earth, guiding the dead, and Jupiter took the air.
When my elders would tell me this story and would tell me how strong a name I have, my younger self would be transfixed as I envisioned these wonderful Roman Gods in my head. Of course, that was until I became a little older and realised I was named after a hairy bloke that decides to take air over other more useful things when I am a young lady with a tendency to misbehave.
So, without further ado, my name is Jupiter Flora. I am 15 years old, 16 in 2 days, actually. I am home taught to use magic, and I am rather good at it if I say so myself. I am also the only daughter of Mercury and Hannah Flora- a pair of incredibly prestigious magical pure-bloods whom are renowned for their skills and dedication to the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic. I didn't really know what they worked as when I was younger. Though, as I naturally got older and so got more curious, I discovered my parents were in fact Unspeakables. They worked deep within the heart of the ministry, uncovering the secrets of space, love, time, death... Other powers with seemingly little explanation.
This sounds awesome right? "Oh Jupiter, I bet you're a genius! I bet you know all about the stuff they get up to!" Nope. Of course I don't. There is a reason my parents are referred to as Unspeakables and that's 'cos they don't speak about the stuff they get up to. Frankly, I don't mind too much either. My parents are both wonderful, good people, and they were chosen for their jobs for a reason, I suppose. Nothing to be done about it.
Being home taught is a struggle sometimes. I wanted to go to Hogwarts, but my parents seemed to think it would be best if I learned at home. "Safer" they said. I don't know why I'd be safer- I'm pretty alright as I am. Mom and Dad take it in turns to teach me... I do some pretty gruelling magic. I began to learn magic at the age of 5, casting wandless magic to levitate my toys across the room. Of course, when visitors saw me doing this they would flip out, children aren't supposed to do wandless magic- it's incredibly difficult to do, even for a fully trained wizard. So my parents decided to teach me at home, feeling that my magic is best looked after by those who raised me.
Hannah and Mercury Flora. They were keeping a secret from me.