A/N-Hey guys! I tried writing this story last year about this time, but I had to stop writing because school was getting crazy, (it was my Senior Year of High School, and I needed to focus.) But now I graduated, and I should have time to write!

Hope you guys like what I have so far,

Trigger warning for abuse.

Disclaimer: JKR owns the characters you know, I own the ones you don't.


The mind has a funny way of keeping people sane. Sometimes it makes people forget what happened, because it was too shocking or traumatizing or even embarrassing for the person to handle. Sometimes though in extreme and rare cases, the mind will split itself, creating more than one mind, or personality if you will.

And that's exactly what happened to a certain boy named Harry Potter.

Harry wasn't born different, actually he was quite normal. Nothing was physically or mentally wrong with him, and he had two loving, adoring parents who were always with him, day in and day out. He also had two other grownups who were with him often. One of them could even turn into a big black dog!

What else could a little boy ask for?

One Halloween night, everything changed for Harry. An evil wizard named Voldemort broke through their defenses and his parents James and Lily Potter, were killed. His mother died right before his eyes, and then the wand was pointed to him, as Harry realized his mother wouldn't wake up, and that the man was about to hurt him too, he closed his eyes, started to cry, and suddenly everything went away.

Fear, abandonment, pain and a bit of magic all thrown in together created Jinx. Taking away all of the things that Little Harry couldn't handle at his young age, Jinx kept Harry together and sane, but while keeping the truth from him, Harry wouldn't remember his parents at all, or the shocking green light that took their lives. He would be told that his parents had died in a drunk driving accident, but Jinx always remembered the light, even if he didn't remember exactly what happened. (Since they were both so young when it happened, it's obvious as to why he wouldn't remember it)

As Harry grew up, he never realized that there was another person, another him inside of his head, he didn't even notice his blackouts, as they didn't occur that often when he was a toddler. The only thing Jinx took from Harry was the pain of abandonment that he got from being so unloved by his adopted family.

Unfortunately, abandonment wouldn't be all that poor Jinx would have to deal with in the Dursley Home.

On Harry's seventh birthday, he was taken from his small bedroom, taken down stairs and pushed rather roughly into the cramped cupboard that had just enough room for a small mattress for him to lay down on, he was told "Dudley needs this room now, he's got too many toys to fit in his room!"

Claustrophobia fed Jinx even more. So much that Harry was rarely aware when in the Cupboard. The child didn't realize how much he was blacking out since he was so young, and had no concept of time. He would remember walking in, sitting down for a few moments and walking out.

And then things started to get even worse believe it or not, he was given less and less food, and then a simple accident was all it took to create Cole a few days later

Harry was cooking breakfast for his family, the burner was up a bit too high though, so the eggs started to burn, rather badly actually.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I think they're burning!" Harry gasped as he saw his mistake, he desperately tried to pull them off of the heat, but accidentally dumped the whole pan onto the floor, with a loud thud

"BOY!" His large, scary uncle boomed from the table, as watched his precious breakfast spill all over the floor, he started to advance on Harry, his fist raised and Jinx couldn't get out fast enough to take whatever was coming, so Harry's mind split again, creating Cole. Cole was brave, and strong. He would have to be Harry's protector…or at least try to be.

Uncle Vernon grabbed 'Harry' by the shoulder and turned him roughly around. "What are you? Stupid? Do you realize how much eggs cost these days?" He spat, and then slapped him right across his scrawny face

Cole didn't take that very well, and unfortunately made their life a thousand times worse than it was.

He slapped his uncle back.

"It was an accident, Uncle." Cole growled.

Anger surged through Uncle Vernon, and before Cole could make it any worse Jinx popped out. But it was too late, his uncle pounded Jinx in the stomach, Ignoring his wife and sons shocked screams, and pleas for him to stop hurting him, quite out of character of them, (but even they knew you didn't hit a child) and he punched Jinx again, and again in the stomach, the face, the back after a few minutes he stopped, took a few deep breaths. He was a large man and was tired easily, too much physical activity did that to him. He finally got a good look at what he did, smirked and sat back down, taking a few more deep breaths, adn gave his wife and son a smile which they didn't return.

Petunia (Vernon's wife, and Harry's aunt) started to get up to help Harry. She may not love him, or even like him, but she couldn't just leave a small defenseless child on the floor covered in bruises and a bit bloody in the face, but Vernon stopped her.

"Leave the boy Petunia." Vernon told her casually.

"But Vernon." She whispered. "He needs help." She gestured at the boy who wasn't making a sound on the floor, he was simply staring at the ceiling, probably going into shock.

"Put him in the cupboard, Petunia." Vernon told her firmly. "The brat will be fine, this should teach him to respect me more. When you get back you can clean up his mess."

She nodded, not understanding why her husband was acting like this, or giving her comands, but now that she saw what he was capable of, she didn't want to disobey him.

She gently picked the child up and carried him into the hallway, and placed him carefully on his makeshift bed. She pulled the first aid kit off the top shelf and set it next to him.

"I'm so sorry Harry." She whispered to Jinx.

Jinx said nothing in return, and as she closed the door he faded out to confront this new alter who ruined everything.


(Inside Harry's head)

"Who are you?" Jinx demanded.

"My name is Cole, and I'm sorry, I'm really sorry! I didn't know that would happen"

"Why are you even here! All you did was make everything worse!" Jinx screamed

"I DIDN'T MEAN TO, I don't know why I'm here" Cole cried. "but he hit me, I had to hit him back."

"And look what that got me, or even worse, what that got Harry."

"I was trying to protect us, that's what Harry must have wanted right? A protector?"

Jinx reluctantly nodded.

"What are you for?" Cole asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" he sneered. "I take the bad things."

"The bad things? That's awfully vague. "

Jinx sighed. "I remember all the nights without food, I remember being ignored and neglected, I remember being afraid of small spaces and now? I remember the pain."

Cole grimaced. "I'm so sorry."

Jinx didn't reply.

"Can't I take pain too?" Cole asked desperately. "If I'm supposed to be the protector, shouldn't I be able to take a hit? What's going to happen if I try to protect us and someone gets a hit in?"

"No. That's not what you were made to do. You're supposed to be the big great protector. Can't have you going weak now can we?"

"Then I'll keep it away." He reasoned. "I'll try my best to keep us safe."

"And when you fail, I'll take the punishment." Jinx finished. "Can't help but think I've got the short end of the stick." He chuckled slightly, then winced.

"I reckon your right, Jinx." Cole replied, then asked "How are you going to keep him from noticing"

"I can do this weird trick." Jinx said, suddenly pretty eager. "I have to shift back into the body though."

"If you're not out, can't he feel what's going on?"

Jinx shook his head. "He's unconscious,"

"Oh okay."

"Watch this." Jinx grinned and disappeared into the body.

"Are you paying attention?" Jinx whispered through their mouth. Then he closed his eyes and felt tickly all over. When he opened them the injuries were gone, then he popped back into their head.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Cole shouted, amazed and a bit scared at the same time.

"I don't know." Jinx grinned. "It doesn't get rid of the injuries, but it makes them invisible. Kind of like makeup I guess." He explained scratching his head.

"Kind of like magic!" Cole grinned, "But how did you know you could do that, if this was the first time you've been hit?" He asked, his grin fading off his face.

Jinx frowned "We don't get fed enough Cole. I use this to make us look a bit bigger than we are. Not enough so that we look fat or anything, we just look like a normal skinny kid."

Cole frowned back at him, and nodded. "That makes sense, unfortunately."

They smiled at each other slightly.

Maybe a little company in here will be nice Jinx thought.


Years passed, with the abuse growing stronger, and harsher, but at ten years old little Harry still had no idea that anything out of the ordinary was taking place. He just knew his family didn't talk to him that much, and he was always a little hungry, but he was okay with that.

It could be worse Harry would think to himself.

But Cole and Jinx weren't okay with anything.

They weren't happy anymore, not like they used to be. They used to be able to laugh, but not anymore. Especially Jinx.

"Jinx." Cole whispered one night. "What happened?"

Jinx just shook his head, he couldn't do this.

"Why did you block me out Jinx, you never block me out when he hits you."

Jinx shook his head more.

"Jinx please. Talk to me, let me help you."

"Another thing." He whispered.

"Another thing what?"

"ANOTHER THING I HAVE TO DEAL WITH, WHY, WHY DO I HAVE TO DO THIS!" Jinx screamed, falling to his knees tears pouring down his face

Realization dawned on Cole.

"Something else happened, I know that much." Cole whispered to him. "What happened Jinx?"

"Please, I don't want to talk about it. I can't do this, I can't do this." Jinx repeated, then he fell to his knees and started to cry, and shake violently.

Then something…different happened. Jinx glowed a pale gold color, and then another person appeared in the mind-room with them.

"Hello." the new boy said. "I'm Alex."

Jinx stood up no longer crying, the two older alters stared at the new boy.

"Jinx what made him?" Cole whispered. He hadn't been aware that alters could make alters.

"I can't remember." Jinx whispered back, but neither of their whispers were very quiet

"And that's why you created me." Alex said in a quiet, pained voice. "You couldn't handle this, so I took the memories."

"Handle what? What happened to Jinx, well you? What happened to us?"

"Why do you want to know so badly!" he snapped. "It's my problem and I can handle it by myself! I was made to handle this!"

"Alex no offence but we've been here for years, we don't keep secrets from each-" Cole was saying but was interrupted.

"Jinx wasn't going to tell you either." Alex reminded him. "I'm going into the body, I need to think alone for a while." Alex nodded goodbye, then faded out.

"Oh what have I done?" Jinx moaned.

"You did nothing Jinx," He said reassuringly. "It's not your fault."

Jinx nodded, but didn't believe him.


For the next year, Harry thankfully stayed oblivious, Jinx, Cole and Alex came out more often, and one day something strange happened though. A letter came in the mail.

Mr H Potter

The Cupboard under the Stairs

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinging

Surrey.

Harry picked up the letter carefully, not entirely sure if this was a cruel joke from his cousin or not. I mean, he never got letters, he was hardly even spoken too, let alone written. He walked into the kitchen, (completely missing the strange look in his Uncle's eyes, and the frown on his Aunts face as she watched her Husband) he was about to open the letter when it was ever so rudely ripped from his tiny hands.

"That's mine!" Harry shouted. "It's got my name on it and everything!"

"I just want to see." Dudley whined. "Mom look at this cool seal on the back, its got an H, what does that mean?"

"Let me see Dudders," She took the envelope from him and gasped. She wasn't upset, far from it. Hogwarts meant Harry could get away from this life. Protect himself even. She had a small smile on her face as she remembered how strong and courageous her sister seemed to be during the summers after Hogwarts. She flinched when Vernon snatched the letter out of her thin hands.

"PETUNIA!" Uncle Vernon screeched, scaring the three of them. "WHY IS THIS FILTH IN MY HOUSE? WE DO NOT PUT UP WITH THIS NONSENSE!"

"I..I.." Petunia stuttered

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! IF YOUR FAMILY WASN'T TAINTED BY FILTH THEN WE WOULDN'T HAVE THIS PROBLEM!"

Harry was scared, he didn't know why his Uncle was so mad, he was never this mad, he started to hyperventilate and suddenly,

Cole shifted out.

"Don't yell at her." Cole said in a strong voice, when Vernon sharply turned to glare at him, Petunia shook her head back and forth.

"Vernon!" She yelled, trying to get the attention away from 'Harry'. "His acceptance could be a good thing!"

He turned back to her. "How in the RUDDY hell is this a good thing? It confirmed his freakishness!"

"You can send him away to the school Vernon." Petunia whispered. "You won't have to hurt him anymore."

Cole couldn't keep his question in, "What school, what are you talking about?"

"SHUT UP BRAT!" Vernon screamed loudly, causing his wife and son Dudley, (who was sitting at the table) to flinch. Cole however did not, but did as he was told.

"Petunia, you say that like it's a burden." Vernon said with a sneer. "I love doing what I do, and you want me to give it up?"

Petunia and Cole's eyes widened.

"They know where he is now Vernon, They can find him easily. Who knob's maybe they have someone watching the house waiting for a reply, let's just send a letter back."

"I have a better idea." He grinned evilly, and grabbed Cole by the arm. "Maybe if I give him another private lesson they won't want him anymore."

"Vernon NO!" Petunia yelped, "Please don't he's just a boy!"

She was silenced with a raised hand, "I know what I'm doing Pet." And he pulled 'Harry' roughly into the hall and up the stairs, a very confused Cole didn't understand what was going on, but Alex knew.

*Inside Harry's head*

"I have to go out." Alex whispered.

"How do you know it's you, and not me?" Jinx glared. Alex never told him and Cole what happens when he goes out.

"I can tell, I've been dragged upstairs before, and I can see the look in his eye. This one's mine."

Jinx looked through Harry's eyes for a moment and saw eyes full of hate, rage and something else...what was it...wait a moment...was that lust?

"Alex..." Jinx whispered horrified. "Alex…No, please tell me I'm wrong."

"I think you figured it out." Alex nodded at him.

"He..."

"Yes."

"And you..."

"It's my problem Jinx, just like you take the normal physical abuse, I take...this kind."

"You can't! Have Cole stop him!"

"Cole can't stop him, Harry's body isn't strong enough for Coles strength to have any use."

Jinx started to cry as Alex faded out, and Cole came back in, terror in his eyes.

"We're getting raped." Cole whispered and Jinx nodded in horror.


A/N-Guessing you guys figured out earlier what was happening to Alex, but i tried to be suspenseful,
So...what did you guys think? It's been a while since i've written fanfiction, or anything really, but I think I did okay

Looking forward to seeing what you guys think!

Thanks for reading!

-Chelsea