Papa/ Mama Jack Frost

The beginning of Jack Frost joining ✨Hogwarts School ✨

It was a snowy day the moon shine bright but someone was on top of a cliff and that someone was sobbing lightly.

'Manny I am tired of being lonely and I don't want to keep going any longer, goodbye' Jack said.

Jack had a gun he pointed it on his head and
shot him self and dark consume his head and
fell unconscious and fall of the cliff

~~Time skip~~
Dark, that was all Jack could see, just like
when he first woke up, but theirs is something
different this time. It's not cold like it was
before. Instead, it was warm, almost homey,
and he finds that he likes it.

"I believe he's starting to come around
Professor." Voices, he's hearing voices, didn't he die.

"He's waking up Poppy." Jack opened his and was greeted by a white light.

He blinked a few times to adjust. He noticed
that he wasn't outside anymore; he was in a
room full of beds, an infirmary. Jack looked
around and found his staff at the foot of the
bed and on his left he saw an old man. He
wore a pointy hat, had a long grey beard and
had wise old blue eyes that held a twinkle.

"Hello there young man." The old man
greeted with a smile.

This man could see him, he could really see
him!

"How?" Jack stared, "How can you see me?"

The old man's smiled widened a bit,

"It's not that hard to find a spirit around here,
especially an elemental. You gave us quite the
scare, young man. If I hadn't cast that freeze
spell that bullet could have left you
permanently damaged and you could be
severely injured if you fall of the cliff."

This man stopped him.

Why? Didn't he know that he wanted to be
dead? Jack stared back at him.

"Why," he asked. "Why did you stop me?"
The man looked at him, the twinkle in his
eyes dimmed.

"Spirits can't be killed," he replied,
"they can be weakened or sealed but they cannot be killed."

After that, Jack felt his heart break, he can't
escape, no matter what he does he will never
be able to escape the constant pain. The old
man cleared his throat to gain his attention

"Tell me young man, exactly why you would
try to kill yourself?"

Jack looked at his hands for a moment, trying
to think of a way to explain.

"I was tired." he whispered,
"I was tired of giving everything that I got but not getting anything back. I was tired of all the pain and loneliness." He paused for a moment then smiled bitterly.

"There is nothing for me in this world, they
can find another spirit to take over winter, all
I want is to find peace." There was silence for a few minutes then the old man said

"I believe that would rather be difficult."

"What do you mean?" Jack asked.

"It's hard to find a spirit that can bear the
harshness of winter and still be able to turn it
gentle."

Jack stared in confusion, how did he know?
Sensing the question the old man smiled and
explained.

"I have record of winters in the past and when
you came along the snow fell more gently
then it ever has before." He paused for a bit
then continued, "when you make it snow, you
make it fun, you make the children want to go
out and enjoy themselves. You have turned
something that used to represent sorrow and
death into fun and laughter." The old man
smiled even bigger, "You are the only one who
can do that."

"The only one?' Jack thought to himself, 'is
that why Manny brought me here?' Jack
wasn't so sure if he could believe that. The old
man stroked his beard trying to think of a way
to help jack when it hit him.

"You know young man; if you stepped out of
the infirmary everyone would be able to see
you." The old man's twinkle returned to his
eye.

Jack looked at him in disbelief, "How?"

The old man chuckled.

"You see young man, you're in Hogwarts, a
school that specializes in magic. As long as it's
magical we are able to see it."

Able to, able to see him, for the first time in
weeks jack finally smiled and not just any
smile, he smiled his real smile.

"Really?" He asked gleefully.

The old man smiled and nodded.

"We are in need of a foreign magic teacher
and I happened to notice that you have a few
Japanese seals with you. So I was wondering
if you would be interested in teaching the
subject."

Jack took a few minutes to think about it, if
he taught here the kids will be able to see him
plus he would be helping to prepare them in
life. He looked at the professor and smiled.

"When do I start?"

The old man returned the smile and said.

"As soon as you're ready and by the way my
name is Professor Dumbledore, the
headmaster here might I know your name.

Jack gave Dumbledore a determined look and
said.

"My name is Jack, Jack Frost."