"Come on Jules don't be a baby."
"Ciara you know very well that I hate that name."
"Yeah and I hate my parents, doesn't mean they're gonna disappear."
-the story of how the youngest prewett child learns hogwarts' secrets-
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{Chapter One} Muggle Things are Hard
Juliette Prewett was having an emotional breakdown or as her friends would call it 'an episode'. The young witch had discovered that her favorite quidditch player was retiring and she knew that from then on the Chudley Cannons would never be the same. Alas knowing there was nothing she could do to stop the tragic end of Theodore "heartthrob" Jacobson's short lived career, she sat on her bed and sulked. As she stared at the large assortment of quidditch posters littering her walls, she noticed a muggle flyer that her friend Ciara had given her displaying guy in a red and blue suit.
Despite her overall lack of knowledge of muggle things she automatically recognized the flyer as an advertisement for the American comic book that was becoming very well known across the world: 'Spider-man'. Apparently it was a superhero comic about a spider-boy-man-child thing that her friend Ciara had for some reason become completely obsessed with. Ciara had claimed that it had "made her want to actually read a book for once." A statement the book loving Juliette was rather offended by; it had taken a lot of restraint for her to not whack her upside the head.
Yet despite the harsh attack on books, that she believed were the only chance for humanity to be good, she was a bit intrigued by the spider-boy. Somehow, momentarily mind you, she had forgotten about Theodore and his betrayal. So here was Juliette sitting before the telie phone that her parents had gotten so Juliette (and her older brothers and sister) could have contact with their muggle born friends who weren't quite familiar with the wizarding ways of communicating. She was trying to read Ciara's hand writing on how to operate the unusual device that she still was unable to use after a complete summer of trial, error, and giving up. Once again she ended up giving up on attempting to read the scribbles that could be called numbers on the piece of paper and decided to change up her method. Galncing up from the paper in her hand she hollered down the long hallways of their house for her brother. "GIDEON, GIDEON I NEED HELP."
A thud could be heard from the room at the end of the hall as her brother's door was thrown open. "JU, I'M COMING!" Gideon screeched as he slipped down the hallway in his socks barley maintaining his balance as he threw open his sister's door; his wand at the ready preparing to attack anyone who dared to come after his sister. After all she was still a baby in the family. His red hair was a mess and his clothes were disheveled as his eyes frantically shifted around his sister's room looking for a threat. Then he noticed Juliette intently staring at a piece of paper as if staring at it long enough would cause the words to come to life and everything would suddenly make since. Even though this is the wizarding world spells aren't quite that advanced, yet. (Spells like that won't be created until a couple years later once the 'read it to me quill' comes out).
Juliette looked up at her panicking brother, her green eyes flushed with confusion as she held up a crumpled piece of paper with words barely visible written in it. "Gid, I can't read Ciara's handwriting and you are a pro at seeing through the madness can you help me?"
