Excert from the Memoirs of Draco Malfoy
Hogwarts wasn't always like hell on earth.
It all began with the death of Albus Dumbledore and OZ taking over by sending various threats to the right people. After that, Hogwarts was turned into a research facility. All the teachers, or at least those that were under the influence of the deceased headmaster, were fired, and new, more 'influential' ones were hired.
Back then, we didn't even know each other. Hell, we didn't even meet Duo, Quatre, Wufei, Heero, and Trowa until years later. Harry and I despised each other. Worst enemies, we were. Alex... I didn't even know Alex existed. I doubt Harry did, either.
Before the big 'take over,' Hogwarts was a sanctuary for the Gifted. The Gifted were those who had amazing abilities. Most of the teachers were Gifted as well. They taught us control along with the other important academics. The school, honestly saved a lot of the children from becoming weapons in the war. Or it would have, if it didn't fall into OZ's hands.
When it did, well, a lot of the kids didn't make it past the first months. Others, who had parents that did care, were pulled from the school. Most of them were mysteriously murdered shortly thereafter. Those of us left, those who didn't have anyone, were subjected to the harshness of Organization Zodiac and the war.
My mother and father died two years before, so there was no way of getting out. Harry was a ward of the school, so he was stuck here, too. And it wasn't like Alex's father was going pull her. He had all but disowned her, by then, but it wasn't like that mattered in the long run, anyway.
A year subjected to OZ's 'research' and there were only nine of us left. Neville, Cho, Cedric, Theodore, Blaise, Luna, Harry, Alex, and I. We had changed, all of us had. In a blink of an eye, we could change from nearly normal teenagers to mindless killers for OZ. Alex, Harry, and I were the first to 'graduate.' When operations were to move to earth, we were ordered to stay. We were still waiting for our custom-made mobile suits. OZ wanted to reveal their newest toys with a flurry of death and destruction, and nothing said death more than gigantic hunks of metal with the ability to level a city with one move. Not to mention all three of us were the ultimate combination of the perfect soldier theory and the ZERO program. Strong, youthful, brilliant, cunning, emotionless, indestructible weapons, and all theirs to control. Or so they thought.
They didn't know we could fight it off and actually become something close to human. They didn't know that behind our blank eyes and seemingly empty souls was a plan for escape and revenge. They didn't know that with Harry's hard headedness and determination; Alex's brilliance and passion; and my strategy and cunning, we would rock the whole foundation of Organization Zodiac. So when we finally struck... well... it wasn't pretty. At least, it wasn't to them.