Terzo and Harry Potter
Terzo didn't like Wizards much. Ofcourse, they had several types of Wizards in their congregation (Copia and Sister Imperators being the two recent) but most of them seemed so.. weird. He was what his brother called a 'Squib', so he could see all the magic and everything, but wasn't allowed to do it. It was... Slightly maddening, but Primo taught him about potions, and the theory of magic, so while it was still annoying that he couldn't use magic, at least he knew the theory.
The church had recently moved to Britain to restart the church that'd been destroyed around '03, 04, and the brothers had decided to come back to Britain. It'd been a long time since Terzo'd been here, and when they'd come the first time, Papa Nihil had taken them through Magical Britain, but had never shown them their ministry. The British were odd- they worshipped a child who'd 'beaten' their 'dark lord'. They didn't even know where or who this young boy was with now, just that they all said the same thing,
"Dumbledore said that he was safe and happy with family that loves him." Omega and Terzo had shared looks, but he'd been quiet about it. He hadn't been allowed to go into the British Ministry of Magic though. He was nothing but a 'Squib', but he had such a small magical core (Oh, that's what they called them here?) the wards of the ministry registered him as a No-maj, and he was not allowed in. Oh well. He said his small goodbyes to his brothers and told them that he'd see them at the church.
And now, he was here, wandering around the streets of Surrey. He'd gotten off at the wrong stop- at least, that's what it looked like, and the church was more than thirty minutes away by car, so he'd just decided to walk. Get some excersize. Terzo wandered through a small neighborhood- Privit Drive, apparently- and glanced at all of the houses. This seemed like the posh area of Britan- or at least people trying to be posh. Rows and rows of very neat gardens spread out around him. A man was on a riding lawnmower, two women were chatting about the summer time, a little boy was struggling to reshingle a roof and was shaking pretty badly-
Wait. Terzo pauses, and thankfully, Omega jumps into action. Omega bolted over to the boy, catching him as he fell. He couldn't have been no more than 10- the fall would and could have killed him. Terzo rushed over after that, making sure Omega hadn't hurt the boy when catching him. Christ, what the hell was he doing on the roof??
"Thank you," the boy whispered as Omega gently set him down, collapsing onto the ground. Tremors wracked his body, and Omega held his hand until the shivers subsided enough for him to speak. "Blimey. I thought I was a goner."
"Are you alright? Did Omega hurt you?" Terzo knelt beside the boy, his gaze drawn to several details. Firstly, the scar on his forehead marked him unmistakably as the boy-who-lived. Secondly, his clothes hung loosely, almost slipping off his frame, stained with grime. Visible scars hinted at a history of abuse. And thirdly, he appeared malnourished, unkempt, more akin to an unwanted servant than a healthy child. What a puzzling sight.
"Um, y-yes sir. Thank you, sir." Terzo steadied the boy as he rose to his feet, keeping a respectful distance. "Apologies for troubling you, sir. I didn't mean to—"
"It's fine. I was just wandering through your little neighborhood." He gives the small kid a smile, seeing him give a hesitant one back. "I am Terzo Emeritus. I come from the Church thirty minutes from here." He didnt tell the boy they were the satanic church. People tended to get antsy when he talked about the satanic church. "And you are?" The boy staresd at him for a little bit, before making up his mind, holding out his hand for Terzo to shake.
"Harry Potter." Terzo shook his hand, seeing the boy squint at him, before hesitaintly saying, "You know about magic." He didnt realize that he'd been staring again. While he could just barley see others magical signatures, he could see magical wards, and the wards on this house were filthy. Not bad- they were just not what he'd put around the alleged 'boy-who-lived''s house.
"Ah... yes? How did you-"
"You started glowing when we shook hands." The boy points out, and Terzo blinks. He didnt know he did that. He was nothing more than a squib- he had little magical powers... how did... "So, was you coming here an accident or did someone leak my address...?" The suspicious tone of Harry is back, and Terzo raises his hands, stepping back even more. Omega looks more than amused about all of this expecially when Terzo starts sputtering,
"Yes! Yes this- you think-" Terzo runs a hand through his head. "I come from Italy, Mr.Potter." Harry was just a child, but no reason he couldnt show the boy just a little respect. Maybe it would make the boy feel a little better. "Me and my brothers just moved here. I had no clue about you, and honestly, up until this point, I honestly thought your guardian- Dumbledore, yes? I thought he had moved you out of the country to relatives." Harry frowns, waving to the house.
"These people are my relatives." He grumbles, and Terzo could tell the boy doesnt think too highly about them. "If I could get away from them, I would." The last part was mumbled under his breath, but Terzo heard it anyways, frowning. Maybe it really was worse than they saw.
"Welll, now that I know where you are, how about this. You look much too skinny and boney, and I do not feel any sort of comfortable allowing you to go back on that roof. Omega, if you could?" Omega waves his hands, and the roof reshingles itself in a small popping noise. Harry stares at the roof, wide eyed. "I want to make sure your not being hurt, so whenever you can get away from you relatives around lunch time, come see me in the nearby park. We can talk about your relatives and see if we cant come up with a plan to make sure you never have to come here again." Harry whirls around and stares at him, blinking. Harry opens his mouth, before shutting it. After a few attempts of trying to speak, he just nods, and Terzo smiles. "Great! I will bring you food and everything as well. If it gets really bad before we manage to get you out of here, just yell Omega's name, and we will come."
"O-okay!" Harry smiles at him, and Terzo knows he's going to have a hell of a time explaining how he accidentally managed to get Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived on the side of the satanist. Primo was going to skin him. "I-i need to get back to my chores-"
"Go ahead, Mr.Potter. Me and Omega will see you tommorrow, around noon." Harry nods, picking up the tools that he'd thankfully left on the ground.
"Thank you so much Mr. Emeritis."
"Emeritus. Just call me Terzo. I'll see you tommrow." Terzo started heading off down the street, nodding to the women who'd seen him catch and talk to Harry. They waved and thanked him for saving Harry, and Terzo smiled at them, making one of them blush. ah, it was fun doing that.
"You think he'll call for me?" Omega asks, head tilted when Terzo looks over at him. If he didnt forget, he'd put Sunshine, or... Maybe Mist to watch the boy. Or maybe Ifrit? No, Ifrit would kill the No-Maj's, and then they'd have an even bigger mess. A few bodies dissapearing in Italy was fine, pay off whoever came checking and that was it. They couldnt do the same in Britain. Expecially not to No-Maj's. Terzo finally awnsers Omega's question by shrugging.
"Maybe, maybe not. I will still check on him. If it gets to bad, we will remove him from the home and he will be a ward of the church like most of the other Wizard-Born children. Their ministry can't stop us if we take their saviour legally." Omega chuckles, and Terzo stretches. "Anyways, let's get to the church. I'm sure Primo's pissed that we aren't there yet."
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It was what felt like the ass crack of dawn when Terzo was shaken awake, a panicked voice calling his name. He grumbles, before pushing himself up from his bed, rubbing his eyes. He hated getting up this early- expecially since it was like his body wasnt trying to wake up.
"Cazzo, cosa, cosa??" He mumbles out, trying to wake himself up. Was this one of the Wizard Born kids- like Neville Longbottom, who'd they'd taken into their care a few days ago, or was this one of the ghouls? The room was dark, but he could see the small pinpricks that were Omega's eyes. "Omega, what the fuck-"
"Harry's calling my name. I think somethings wrong, Terzo, his magixal signatures weak." That wakes him up fully, and he stumbles out of the bed, flickign on his light. He hears Omega hiss in annoyance, but right now, all he was thinking about was Harry. If his magical signature was weak that meant something was wrong, and if something was wrong-"Terzo?"
"Go get Primo. We'll need a Wizard to come with us." He'd wake up Sister IMmperator or Copia, but Primo had been a Wizard long before Copia, and Primo was Terzo's favourite brother. He'd ask Secundo to come too, but he just wanted one. If Omega was wrong... He shakes the thoughts from his mind, forgoing putting on his normal make up and throwing on a jacket he'd stolen from Secundo before running out of his room. Primo and OMega met him in the hallway, the older man looking absolutly exhausted, but dressed. "Primo, you can do the thing, yes? The little... teleporting thing?"
"Apperate? Yes. Where am I going at almost 6 in the morning, Terzo? I need a destination before apperating." He felt bad for waking his eldest brother this early- expecially since his brother ran this entire church with Sister Imperator(and Terzo knows that wasnt easy) but he wasnt just going to leave Harry by himself.
"Number 4 Privit Drive, Surry. I'll find someway to pay you back."Primo just rolled his eyes and waved his baby brother off, and in two seconds, with a loud crack, they were right outside Harry's house. Harry lay outside, with a large fat man stood above him, squishing the boy's chest in. Terzo panicks. "Omega!"
"Stupify!" Before Omega could do anything, a red light comes from his older brothers wand, hitting the man in the chest. He crumpled backward, mercifully away from Harry. Terzo rushed to the boy's side, noticing immediately that his breathing was labored. The sound of the younger boy struggling for air pierced through the chaos. A woman emerged, shrieking about "freaks" and other derogatory remarks, but another red light swiftly silenced her. Primo curses, dropping to his knees beside Terzo.
"Omega, I need, i--" He'd never been ready for this. He thought the boy would call them when it got to much, not when he was almost dread. He thought it would be fine. He'd failed Harry. He'd-
"Stabilizing him now. Primo, you need to call Sister Imperator and Copia here. The No-Maj most likely saw you cast the stunners."Primo muttered a curse under his breath before casting a whispered spell. A translucent silver badger emerged from his wand, briefly nuzzling Harry before snapping to attention.
"Tell Sister Imperator and Copia to apparate to Number 4 Privet Drive immediately. Bring healing potions," Primo instructed the badger, which nodded before darting off and vanishing into thin air. "Terzo." He called to his companion, who looked up from Harry, his hand still resting on the boy's.
"This is my fault," Terzo whispered, and Primo grasped his arm firmly.
"This isn't anyone's fault. We couldn't have foreseen this, Terzo," Primo's voice was gentle and reassuring, as if he were comforting a child, but Terzo didn't mind. "Come on. We'll leave Omega to handle things momentarily. Our priority is getting them indoors." Primo cast a spell on the unconscious, heavier man, levitating him into the house, while Terzo carefully lifted the woman and carried her inside, stealing a glance back at Harry and Omega. Meanwhile, indoors, a young boy sat on the couch, watching TV. As they entered, he glanced over and began to scream before another precisely aimed spell struck him, rendering him unconscious.
"I'm going to call the cops and a hospital." Two sharp cracks sound out outside, and Primo glanced over at him. "Go and deal with Sister Imperators and Copia. He'll be okay." He wished he could believe his brother, but... Terzo took a deep breath, and headed out the door.