Summary: The second war is in full swing and the boy-who-lived has a power the dark lord knows not. According to the prophecy. But deadly evils stir; the Fearlings rise from an unknown darkness and wish to cover the world in fear and chaos. Death Eaters rise up with their new alley to destroy the wizarding world. But when two teens fall into the Great Lake and acquire spiritual powers and the knowledge of the Guardians from the Man in the Moon, things start to fall into place. Could they really be the key to stopping the war? Power the dark lord knows not...
Rating: T for minor abuse and small cussing
Main Characters: Severus Snape, Pitchiner (Pitch) Black, Jackson (Jack) Overland (Frost)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. This is just for my own (and yours, if you like it) amusement! My goal isn't to profit from this, thank you.
Slytherin's Trio | Chapter One
"So," a brown haired boy with sweet brown eyes asked casually, "who gets the job?" The boy who looked no older than eighteen asked with a grin; flashing white teeth. He wore skin tight brown pants that looked wore with a white shirt, brown vest, and he held a shepherd's crook in his hands like a wizard would with his wand. Although a mahogany wand stuck out of his pants pocket.
Gold eyes rolled at this, "I thought it was pretty obvious Jack." This one has jet black hair that stuck up and was slicked back with a tiny bit of hair gel; except for the loose pinch of hair that stuck out on the front and fell down. He looked about the same age as the boy with brown hair, if not a little taller. He was definitely dressed better, in his black collared shirt with white tie and jeans. Very much the same color scheme as his friend on the left.
"I can't believe he picked you two for candidates." said friend muttered, the teen who looked a year older sat in the farthest chair from the pair. His attire consisted of a black jacket and blue scarf, although it wasn't very cold out, it tended to get chilling down in the dungeons. His black hair was almost greasy as it hung down like a curtain, framing the boy's face with pitch black eyes.
"At least we've gotten a chance of getting a job. Straight out of Hogwarts huh." the boy with brown hair said cheekily, his freckles by his nose shifting as he smiled even wider. If that were possible at the moment. The eighteen year old with black hair rolled his eyes and mumbled something about being quiet.
The dungeon doors opened quite abruptly and the three teens almost jumped out of their seats. An old wizard strutted in, his white beard dangling from his face adorned with sparkling eyes and small half-moon spectacles. "Alright boys, we have the test results."
The brown haired teen almost jumped in excitement before he saw the headmaster's face. "I'm afraid the only one getting a job today is Severus. He's a potion's master and that means he is qualified to be our new Potions Professor and head of Slytherin house."
Said student smiled slyly at the two friends who did not have a job. "At least it's something. Not that I'd like to complain." The boy trailed off saying something about his talents in potions. It was all drowned out however by the explosion of protests from two other teens.
"WHAT?!" the two shouted. The outburst came quite suddenly and would've startled a Hippogriff into submission, or terror, with the amount of sound the two teens made. Especially from the boy with black hair who seemed the most annoyed by this.
"Pitchiner, Jackson, I'm sorry. But your test results barely qualify and you're both overall too young to take on the positions." Dumbledore stated matter of factly. Pitchiner, muttered under his breath about incompetent testers and something about Severus getting the job.
"And, even if we did hire you, only one of you would get the Defense Against the Dark Arts job. I think you, Pitchiner, fit the Care of Magical Creatures position better as you received an O in that subject area." Dumbledore explain further. This shocked the trio the most. Jackson got the job, but they were too young.
"That's ridiculous" Pitchiner sputtered.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as Jackson faked hurt at his friend. "Don't want me to succeed do you now Pitch?"
"Of course, but you know how that goes…" said teen growled. Severus smirked at the two, "But overall, you still didn't get the job."
"Oh shut your mouth Sev." Jackson scolded, although he was grinning from ear to ear. "Anyways Pitch, the Care of Magical Creature's job isn't that bad." Jackson smiled as he animated the sentence. Pitchiner rolled his gold eyes.
"When can we apply again?"
"I'll contact you when that happens. In the meantime, I think I found you guys jobs." Dumbledore offered.
"I think I'll just live off Pitch here." Jackson announced as he patted his friend's shoulder. Pitch looked baffled and then horrified at the idea. Only playfully. Jackson was the lead prankster of the group and his specialty was fighting using the most unusual ideas. He drew most of his prank ideas from these and that was the reason Pitch found it hard to have him life in his flat until furth notice.
Pitch sighed, "Jack, you can't just live off of father's fortune." he said, referring to his Black blood. Said wizard happened to be a half-blood. His father was banished from the family when he married his mother, a muggle-born witch. Although they still retained a good sized living off of both jobs and from the Blacks.
"I remember the day of sorting when Black's face froze up at the fact he had another cousin he didn't know about. Priceless." Severus added as he recalled the memories. The younger two chuckled quietly. Dumbledore made his way to get up.
"See you around boys. Have a good summer."
There was a click as the door shut softly and the teens shared a look.
"What's after this now?" Severus whispered to his friends.
"Life, you know. There's still a mad wizard out there." Jackson spoke and then had a thought, "Oh and Sev. Don't go running out on us. Don't join them." Pitchiner looked at Jack in surprise. He was thinking about the same thing. The day Severus went to joined the Death Eaters but grew a brain last second and they came to rescue him from the mess he made. They had resolved to never do something like that again. They had been friends before, since Severus' third year actually, but that was the day that Severus stayed close to them like magnets.
"I won't. We already have a spy anyways." Severus said soft as he too got up. He left the room, his black boots tapping on the ground softly.
. . . . .
Many years passed after that. The two teens who didn't receive jobs ended up staying the the same flat as each other, constant visits from the third one was always a must and they tried to keep him under the radar. After all, the one who turn downed the dark mark and lived to tell was a target high on the Dark Lord's hit list.
Years past and they received no word on the job. When the second war started up they didn't expect a lot for an income due to an accident and the two teens survived mostly on Black fortune. Then right before school started the Floo flared up and the duo knew it wasn't Severus.
"Dumbledore?" a black haired teenager answered.
"Yes. This is Dumbledore calling to see if the residence of Pitchiner Black and Jackson Overland are still home." the other said through the Floo. The other teen, who looked around the same age as the one with black hair, smiled, "Dumbledore! I haven't heard from you in a long time. What's needed of us?"
"We need you for the jobs you applied for many years ago."
If the headmaster was on a muggle phone, he would've gone deaf from the sheer sound that came from the other end. It all came from two teens' voices. The two teens who didn't seem a day older due to a certain charm that failed and ended up becoming a curse. None of them could get a job when they looked eighteen. No matter how hard they tried.
"When do we start?" Jackson shouted from the red fluffy couch that took up home in the living room of a flat that Pitchiner and Jackson shared. Despite Pitch's lack of excitement showing, he was instantly giddy when he heard the news.
"You may come over now. Pack your stuff." with that the Floo call ended and two teens scrambled around to grab stuff. Soon clothes, tooth brushes, wands, spell books, and other necessities, like quills and several jars of ink, were packed into trunks and the two wizards stepped through the green fire. The two felt the pull and twist of the Floo and soon Jackson stepped through, followed up by Pitch.
Golden eyes looked around the headmaster's office. Familiar trinkets wizzed and spun as they sat atop desks and book shelves. The dark oak shelves themselves didn't seem to collect much dust in the time they were away and the portraits pretended not to be interested in the two who just appeared via Floo. "Wow. It hasn't changed a bit has it?"
"Of course not." a voice they knew all to well called.
Jackson turned his head and brown eyes landed on the obsidian ones that belonged to Severus Snape. He was older, obviously. When the two teens had offered him their "charm," after it turned and failed on them, he turned them down. Obviously saying it was ridiculous that they wanted to look like teens forever. This lead a lot of banter and later Pitch and Severus had to hang upside down for two hours.
His hair, was to say, a lot more greasier than it used to be. He wore all black for his potions job and his eyes told nothing other than much stress.
"Oh lighten up Severus!" Jackson scolded lightly, "at least now we can have the Slytherin trio back together again!" Pitchiner smiled and lightly punched the man's shoulders. The scene should've looked weird, but to the three it didn't matter. That punch was a reunion of the best trio that ever laid foot on Hogwarts grounds.
"I guess so." Severus let out a weak smile.
"Something bothering you?" Pitch asked as he noticed Severus' failed attempt at his normally toothy, snarky, grin. That mostly scared people. Pitchiner thought. When that happened, we would laugh about it and then it became a thing. Make Severus look like he just ate children. Those were the times...
Severus sighed, "Lily got on my mind, that's all."
Jackson instantly quieted down and Pitchiner now knew why their friend had such a down mood. Lily had started dating James Potter despite all his actions to try and make up with her after the incident at the begging of fifth year. That was his soul reason to attempt to join the Death Eaters and that was the official founding of the Slytherin trio.
"We know you tried your best, but Dumbledore should know what he's doing when he sent Harry to his aunt and uncle." Pitchiner muttered as Severus looked up, "His aunt and uncle? I thought he went to a doting family… Not that whore…"
"They can't possibly be that bad." Jackson reasoned before looking at Severus seriously.
"I only tried to get him to go with Sirius or myself. I didn't know where he ended up." Severus muttered.
"There's a bit of bad blood between you isn't there." Jackson spoke up, recognizing the face Severus wore at the moment. The face every time they saw the Marauders. The older man sighed. Others, even Dumbledore, wouldn't have guessed that that was as much as a yes you could get from a guy who was still in love.
"I believe I am late." a door slammed open to reveal an aged man known as the headmaster. "Dumbledore." Jack groaned as he rolled his eyes at the man. Pitchiner then proceeded to jab his brown haired friend in the side and Jack added, "sir."
Severus couldn't resist rolling his eyes at him.
"Okay, now that we're here. Where will we be staying?" Pitch asked, very aware that this was the morning that the first day started. When everyone would dismount the train, ride thestral drawn carriages, and watch the hat sing a song.
"Slytherin dorms. There are two connected rooms locked by passwords for you two. Severus has he sleeping quarters on the other side of Pitchiner's." Dumbledore spoke, "You may go unpack. I believe the students should be arriving soon."
Author's Note: Thank you for reading my story! I hope everyone has enjoyed the first chapter at my stab of bringing my two favorite fandoms to write in together. It's not that popular (I've had a peak at the crossover of HP and RotG) but it's something I'm really enjoying to write. I hope you'll stick with me throughout the ride.
Happy reading and reviewing (I want your options and constructive criticism is welcomed).
~Aqua