Nyx was right…as always.

Selena spent the next ten years in total enslavement. She cooked. She cleaned. She was a punching bag for all of her family. Yet, through it all, she was silent. She let them do everything in their power to destroy her spirit and yet she suffered in silence. Complete and total silence.

One would think this would cause the Dursleys no amount of relief so that they wouldn't have to hear her freakish screams or voice throughout the years that they were forced to be with her. They could hit her for as hard and as long as they wanted and she wouldn't make a sound. However if there was one thing that they couldn't stand about the freakish girl, and they knew that despite the lack of outbursts of it in public she had it because of the freakishly short amount of time it took her to heal, it was her eyes.

Her looks were nothing to write home about because of the starved emaciated look that she gained from not having enough food in their life to sustain a hamster let alone a growing little girl. She wore her cousin's shirts as dresses with little alteration which made her thinner looking despite the muscle gained from doing the yard work. Her hair was a long, black, and shinny. It covered the top half of her face and went to the middle of her back and was the only part of her that was constantly taken care of. This was because it was the only thing that covered the weapons that were her eyes.

Not many people saw them. Vernon and Petunia insisted that no one saw her eyes on pain of starvation and a really bad beating. This was because her eyes were the only part of her that showed any form of emotion or, to be completely honest, lack thereof. The misty look in Selena's eyes would almost make someone think that she was blind except for the grace that came with all of her movements and the fact that when you looked right in her eyes, despite dead appearance, you feel like you are having your soul evaluated and 9 times out of 10 the person feels like they are lacking in the balance. The nice normal people on Private drive are convinced that Selena was possessed by a demon and that she would be one of the people who would come and bring forth the end of the world and the death of all people.

They weren't completely wrong.

Everything changed when the letter for Hogwarts came. It all started as a normal day for the Dursley household. Selena woke up to the sound of her aunt Petunia banging on the door telling her to come and make the family dinner. She got dressed in the closest rags that she could find, since they were all dirty, and put a belt on so that it hung like a dress. She went out and cooked the food in enough time to have it set out on the table and had backed up to the far wall to watch as her hard work was guzzled down by two garbage disposals posing as human beings and picked at be a string bean. She heard the mail come in through the shoot and went to go retrieve it without even being asked.

Picking up the mail she sorted it out on her way back into the order Vernon like to get it, business mail on top then letters form family or more personal ones and then bills in the back. That is until she reached the letter that was made of parchment that was addressed to:

Selena Eris Potter

#4 Private Dr.

The Cupboard Under The Stairs

For the first time in nine years and some months, Selena Potter smiled.

"Girl!" Vernon yelled ignorant of the fact that his whole life had already changed. "What is taking you so long? Hurry up with the post I am expecting something important!"

Selena's smirk widened and she glided into the kitchen with her head down as usual. Unfortunately for them Vernon noticed the smirk and brought their fate down on them faster than was anticipated. A shiver went down Vernon's spine at the sight of the smirk and he immediately berated himself for feeling any kind of apprehension for seeing the first sign of emotion from the girl in all the time that he'd known her.

"What are you laughing at?" Vernon sneered at Selena. Her smirk grew to a full out feral grin. "Oh you think something is funny do you? Well here let me give you something to laugh about!" Vernon roared as he swiftly grabbed Selena and raised a fist to give her the first of many punch that would be the first of a well earned beat down in his book. Then Selena looked up into his eyes. He saw a flash of her dead eyes and then they came alive. The dulled green color in her eyes seemed to spark and then he was looking into an emerald inferno. He was only able to see a split second of the hell in her eyes before he was on the floor in complete agony.

Petunia didn't know what to do. She grabbed Dudley and tried to hide his considerable girth behind her as she yelled Vernon's name. Selena heard the call and looked at Petunia in the eye and smiled a smile full of joy as the symphony of Vernon's screams grew in a crescendo around her. Selena raised her hands and all the blinds in the house closed like they did when the Dursleys were giving her a particularly bad beating and they didn't want the neighbors to see. Everyone on the street knew what kinds of pain went on in the house when blinds went down but no one did anything because they were doing it to the demon.

Well…how convenient for her.

Suddenly everything the kitchen that wasn't bolted down started floating. Selena's hair whipped around in a nonexistent wind and Petunia and Dudley felt a chill climb their spines as dread filled their hearts. Even Dudley realized they had created a monster.

Vernon stopped screaming on the floor and started whimpering in remembered pain. He struggled to his feet and waddled for Petunia and Dudley having to dodge flying sharp objects that would sometimes go out of their flight path to hit him. Finally it was the Dursleys on one side and Selena on the other. Everything went still in the kitchen and the tension mounted as they stared at each other. Then Selena laughed. She laughed long and she laughed hard. It was a belly aching laugh that had a ring to it that almost made you want to laugh with her yet there was also a distinct edge to it that the Dursleys heard that made them want to dig their own graves.

Selena looked at them with a manic grin on her face as her boarder line hysteric laughter subsided. "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment?" The Dursleys jumped as for the first time in all of their lives they heard the sound of Selena's voice. Despite what they would've thought with her not having used her voice in ten years, Selena's voice was smooth and sweet with a bit of bite to it. There was no sign of hoarseness in her melodious voice at all. "I am going to rip all of you apart iota by iota. I'm going to rape your minds and take away all of your secret thoughts, fantasies, and actions to use against you. I am going to reach deep down into the innermost workings of your soul and erase who you are as people and rebuild you into whatever image that I want. And then… that is when the revenge will start. After that I will have fun with whatever is left of you." She says with the manic grin only getting unnaturally bigger on her face. "But first. I will let introduce you to someone who has been waiting forever to get a piece of you."

She reached into her 'dress' and pulled out a locket that she'd had on since she'd gotten to their household. She opened it and whistled one shrill note into it. Out of her locket came a gigantic shadow. It landed silently on the floor and prowled a circle around Selena purring and rubbing on her the whole time. When it finished its circuit and stared at them the Dursleys were finally able to understand what the thing was. Standing in front on Selena was a huge panther that came up to Selena's chest from foot to head and had to be longer from nose to tail than she was tall (which wasn't hard seeing as how she was a malnourished girl with average sized parents).

"Vermin meet Nyx. Nyx… play for as long as you like. There are no limitations I already put the silencing charms up and it's the weekend so that means we have a full 48+ hours for fun, amongst other things!"

What followed was the worst two days of the Dursley's life. All of the promises made by Selena were fulfilled with interest and bonuses along the way. When the weekend was over the Dursleys knew one thing for certain. Selena had done to them in two days what they had thought they had done to her for ten years. She'd broken all of them. They would do what she said and only what she said for the rest of their lives. There was no thought of mutiny or even individual thought unless expressly told by Selena. They had all submitted to the will of an 11 year old and they had no means or will or hope or thought or desire to change it. For they knew, just like the world would eventually know, this was the only way to live. Because behind the deceiving curtain of hair that hid their master's 'dead' eyes laid what all of private drive knew to be there all along. The only problem now is that there was only a matter of time before the world burned because the demon was awake, out for blood, and being let loose on the magic world. Monday July 31st of 1990 marked the first step to the end of the world as anyone knew it.

Selena Erin Potter was going to Diagon Alley.