BANG! BANG! BANG!
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?!"
"I'm trying to open the box with a hammer now. I won't own Harry Potter until I do. Until then, I still don't own it."
"Well be quieter. You're scaring my dog."
"Sorry."
bang bang bang.
A/N: To give you a heads up, this chapter has the origin story and it has fairly dark abuse to it.
Chapter 6
Prologue July 21, 1987
Brenda stops running a few blocks away from that scary man and had ducked in an alley behind a dumpster to catch her breath.
"Nice sprint, but you'll need to try harder than that."
Freezing on hearing the voice, she turns and sees the scary person. Looking around she sees an empty bottle on the ground, unbroken. Grabbing it, she points it at the scary man. She lets go of control and Marcus takes control from there.
Glinteye found it amusing when he sees the kid pick up a bottle and points it threateningly at him. Then the kid changes again, looking like the first one he saw, but with more angular features and a hazel eye again… Wait, eye?
Taking a closer look, Glinteye saw something that filled him with rage. The kid's eye was a horrible mess of scar tissue, completely covering over it.
"So your with them? Here to take me back?" Slamming the bottle against the dumpster, breaking it to leave a jagged edge, Marcus brought the edge to his neck. "I'd rather finish the job they started than ever consider going back!"
After a few moments of this tense stand off, Glinteye starts roaring with laughter.
"Ah you have some strong resolves kid. No I am not with whoever your talking about. I'm just trying to see which pureblood family your from. No first gen has the magic to use metamorphmagy."
"What are you talking about?! Purblood? Metamorphmagy? First gen? Trying to trick me?!" Marcus starts to push the makeshift weapon into his neck, drawing blood.
"Woah hey, stop! Okay, okay. Let's start simple, what's your name?"
But Marcus had already started and wouldn't stop, until she took control away and everything went black.
Chapter 6 September 2, 1991
Breakfast the morning after the feast, and the first day of classes was rambunctious affair. Everyone sat and breakfast together, chatting, and having a good time. You wouldn't suspect that anything was wrong, except even the early risers who usually ate quickly and leave fast to go do other things were still sitting at the tables, not paying attention to the time.
Marcus was the first one to notice the problem with this. Closing his eyes and sighing, he knew what was going on. He barely cleared the space in front of himself, before it happened.
THUD! Was heard throughout the hall. Everyone turned to look and saw that Marcus was resting his head on the table. When some tried to get up to see what happened, no one could move the lower half of there bodies. It looked like everyone was glued to the bench. Even the teachers were struggling to move.
"Weasleys! 100 points from Gryffindoor! And two weeks of detention!" Snarled Snape.
"It wasn't-"
"-us!" said the twins as they also struggled to stand.
"Oh no! If it wasn't them who could it have been?" Said Juno, the only one not trying to stand.
"Was this you?" said Snape, who looked furious.
"How dare you accuse me without proof." Juno replied, looking offended. "If this was me, I would be able to stand up, walk up to you, and glare." As he said this, he did all three actions. "Oh… I guess I can. I must have done this then." He said with a maniacal laugh.
Turning to look at all the glaring students, he greeted them. "Now you may be wondering what is going on. What has happened is that I put a substance in your drinks, making your lower half unable to move, and a slight confounding solution making you not want to leave." Glancing at his downed brother. "Though I gave my brother a double dose. Hope that hurt like you did to me yesterday." As he was about to say something else…
"50 points from Gryffindoor and 3 weeks of detention!"
Stumbling in surprise, he looked at the professor from earlier. "May I ask you hold off until I'm finished before you deem a punishment, Professor…?"
"Snape. And no."
Raising an eyebrow, Juno just shrugged. "Alright. All you have fun. I'll just leave you how you are." And he walks out of the hall, with all the indignant cries of the teachers and students.
"Snape do you know the substance he used and the antidote?" Asked the embarrassed head of Gryffindoor, Minerva Mcgonnogal.
"I sadly do not. I don't know what can only freeze the bottom half of a persons body."
"I would not think you would Professor." Said Jeremy from the Hufflepuff table. "Only two people can brew this… poison. And the original maker is not talking." Laughing at this, an orange came flying from somewhere and hit him in the head. "Sorry Brenda, couldn't resist the pun."
Looking anxious with everyone looking at her, she lifted up her board and showed it around.
First off, I'm sorry about my brothers antics. Second the poison is diluted basilisk tears with a few other things in it. The first drop ingested freezes the lower body, the second freezes the whole body, as seen by our brother Marcus. The third drop
She stops as if reluctant to have this written.
Completely freezes them, killing them instantly.
At this declaration, the Weasley twins paled and looked at each other, remember the warning Juno gave them yesterday.
September 1, 1991
"So here is-"
"-the kitchen!" Declared the twins after opening the door.
"...Whoever came up with how to open the kitchen had a dirty mind."
Agreeing with this, the twins held out their hands for their payment. Juno handed over two vials that looked identical, with one drop of liquid in each. The twins looked angry and disappointed.
"That's it?" They both asked.
"Trust me, it's potent. It's what I'll be using it tomorrow. Now I ask you never to try to remake this, nor will I ever give you more than two at a time. If I ever catch wind you had three at one time, there will be trouble."
"But what does-"
"-it do?"
"Now that is a surprise for tomorrow."
September 2, 1991
It has been thirty minutes since Juno has left the hall, and students were starting to get antsy. Draco Malfoy, being the closest to him, lifted Marcus' head to see if he was ok. He may not like him or his siblings, but he had earned his respect at being considered the new prince already. Marcus just had the look in his eye that promised pain to his brother. It was at this that Draco noticed the eye-patch he wore. He filed this info for later, and his respect grew a little more at realizing he fought the old prince with only one eye.
"So is everyone more cooperative now? Especially you Professor Snape?"
Everyone whipped their heads to the corner where they heard the voice. There sat Juno on a stool, munching on an apple.
Snape rather reluctantly said, "I retract the points and will hold off on assigning detention… for now."
"And what about the Weasley twins? I never heard a retraction for them?"
"Alright I retract both the detentions and points."
"Good. Now." Moving the stool to the center of the room. "Now to tell you my story."
Before he could say anything else, Dumbledore walked into the hall, wondering why everyone was still in here.
"Ah headmaster, I was just about to tell my tale. Would you like to take a seat and listen in? Also don't touch the pumpkin juice. I may or may not have spiked it with something."
Raising an eyebrow, Dumbledore sat down. "Did you now?"
"I may have. And I may be rather reluctant to share the antidote if I get punished before I finish my tale and start the game."
"What game?"
"All in good time, all in good time."
Turning back to the students, his cheery attitude dropped. It became a serious and foreboding look.
"Growing up, I was treated bad. Ha, that's actually a really big downsizing. I was hit, yelled at, ridiculed, forced to sleep in a broom closet under the stairs, the list goes on. Then every three months, for two weeks they would treat me nice and a nice elderly man would come visit. I still remember the lemon treats he always had."
Turning to Dumbledore, who had paled at hearing this. "I remember you headmaster. It was you who visited me. That was until you stopped visiting me when I was five."
"I-I'm sorry."
"Why? You were always nice to me. It was those monsters that did it to me. My relatives. I never have and never will blame you. Though…" Stroking his chin, Juno looked thoughtful. "I miss those lemon treats."
"I have some in my office."
"I'll take that as an invite. Anyways. After the headmaster stopped visiting me when I was five, the treatment got even worse. They would still treat me nice for the two weeks, but when he wouldn't show, they would treat me bad. I know I had at least five broken bones that didn't heal nice. And went on until the day before my cousin's 7 birthday. Turns out my uncle had been drinking and heard me playing pretend with my cousin. I even remember the words who set him off. 'I use my magic to freeze you.' That was the final straw."
"He attacked me. He punched me, kicked me, took a knife to my skin, cutting me deep. He even carved the word freak into my back." Juno hissed the word freak like it was the worst word ever. "I tried to fight back, but that made him only break my left arm and break my right leg." At this Jeremy rubbed his arm as if he could still feel the pain. "I tried looking at him, pleaded for him to stop. HA! He cut my eye out for that." Marcus just looked down as much as he could in his paralyzed state. "Then to finally shut me up, he cut up my throat and my vocal cords." At this Brenda started weeping and held her neck.
"After that, he put me in the cupboard and left me to die. I knew that if I slept I would die. With my magic trying to heal as much as it could, it couldn't keep my mind safe. Our mind cracked, it splintered into our new personalities, and with that Harry went to sleep. Leaving us to fend for our lives. Our magic sensed the change and used it to keep us alive, by delegating the injuries to one major injury to one person."
"What do you mean by personalities and Harry going to sleep though?" Someone called out.
"Right you don't have mental health in the magi world. Harry formed what we have came up with magic multiple personality disorder. It means that we became the persons in control, one at a time, at different times. Anyways, that doesn't matter now. After the others left to celebrate my cousin's birthday, I, being the least injured of the four, broke out and got my revenge. I packed a bag full of some clothes, food, and money."
With a manic grin, Juno said "Then I burned down their house."
"But I had placed a charm to monitor the location, and it said you were still in it when it was on fire?" Dumbledore admitted.
"You mean the blood wards?"
"How did you-"
"I'll explain that in a minute, what you need to know is I lost most of my blood when I came into being. I was barely alive to say. My magic kept me alive until I raided their kitchen. I would have not lived if I hadn't. Blood wards are tied to the blood, not the person. From what I figured by the wards configured to my new blood, it had already collapsed."
"I though you died."
"I could have. I could have died on the streets after. I used the majority of the money I stole to get to London, from there, I survived. I survived by wit and luck. Until I met my father."
"Your father?"
"We were adopted by the goblin known as Glinteye."
With a short burst of laughter, Flitwick said "I knew he was crazy when he was in my squad, but I never expected he wouldn't do that."
"Well I guess we were interesting enough to take in. Especially when he found out about…"
"About what?"
"Nothing. At least for now. So what happened after was an accident that caused us to split into our own bodies, that came with problems."
"Problems? What happened?"
"Well our main injuries persisted, and that bas… sorry, can't say that with all these kids present. My siblings were captured and tortured by the goblin Russian leader Snapjaw. After 2 weeks of tortured, I was able to save them. Then we trained. We trained until we became the new Four Horsemen of England."
Squeaking, Flitwick around excited. "You mean to tell me…"
"Yep, you are going to actually teach the Four Horsemen charms. Funny, in my opinion."
"What exactly are the 'Four Horsemen'?" asked Dumbledore.
"Well to explain some of goblin hierarchy-"
"Are you sure you want to? I mean, no disrespect, Lord War. But…"
"I have Lord Ragnok's permission. So there is a council of 13 goblin's who rule all of goblin kind. 12 of them listen to the head of the council, who is always known as Lord Ragnok. Each leader has four generals known as The Four Horsemen, They are the strongest four goblins… or humans now, from the army. In order to become a Horsemen you need to best the previous one at their full strength… and kill them." Many people gasped at this declaration.
"So you have killed before? So you're a murderer!"
"HA. To answer your question: Yes I have killed before. Does this make me a murderer, maybe if the other person wasn't trying to kill me also. Though I may have done something different for my trial."
Looking towards Flitwick, "I didn't kill my master."
Eyes hardening, Flitwick replied. "That is a foolish mistake to make for a goblin."
Juno chuckles. "It's a good thing I'm not a goblin. Besides, Lord Ragnok gave me permission to spare him when I asked. Though I did take his arm."
Standing and stretching, Juno looks across the hall. "And that is my story of how we came to be and what has happened to us. And now to put everyone into a better mood after that depressing… Jeez took an hour and a half to tell that. It is time for the Game!"
A/N And that is the story of what happened to Juno and the others… for the most part. There are still a few pieces to tell that will be in the continued prologues of each chapter that will fill more blanks into their pasts.
Until then, let me know what you think, point out any spelling or continuity errors you see, and send me what you hate about it so Juno can make a nice bonfire from the flames.