Am I in Love With Just A

Am I in Love with just a Theme?
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Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M, Multi
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Supernatural (TV 2005)
Relationships: Lucius Malfoy/Harry Potter/Tom Riddle/Severus Snape, Lucius
Malfoy/Harry Potter, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Harry Potter/Severus
Snape, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added
Characters: Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Kreacher (Harry Potter), Death (Harry
Potter), Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape, Dobby
(Harry Potter), Jareth (Labyrinth), Sirius Black, Petunia Evans Dursley,
Dudley Dursley, Vernon Dursley, Hogwarts Students, Hogwarts Staff,
Crowley (Supernatural) - Mentioned, Sam Winchester - Mentioned, Dean
Winchester - Mentioned, Other Character Tags to Be Added
Additional Tags: Dark Harry Potter, Slytherin Harry Potter, Time Travel, Master of Death
Harry Potter, Time Travel Fix-it of sorts, Good Severus Snape, Good
Lucius Malfoy, Good Tom Riddle, They're good to Harry at least, Sane
Tom Riddle, Horcruxes, Harry Potter is a Horcrux, Harry Potter is a
Little Shit, Ron Weasley Bashing, Molly Weasley Bashing, Ginny
Weasley Bashing, Past Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger
Bashing, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Evil Albus Dumbledore,
Manipulative Albus Dumbledore, Possible smut(in later chapters),
Hurt/Comfort, Lil sprinkle of crack (as a treat), possible angst, No beta
we die like We wish Umbridge did, Painfully if you couldn't tell, Other
Additional Tags to Be Added, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, No
Underage Sex, I cannot say that enough. Main paring will not be sexual
AT ALL until Harry is of Age, You like dogs? cause I love dogs.
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2023-07-15 Updated: 2023-08-09 Words: 22,565 Chapters:
13/?
Am I in Love with just a Theme?
by xXGhostLoreXx
Summary
"Who is He?" Harry wonders. Ginny had been acting strange, and now Harry caught a
glimpse of Her and another, fucking right in their marital bed. Didn't help that he found out
about all of the potions, compulsions, hexes, and thefts. Although, death had been telling him
about a possible do over... Maybe he can save and keep his favorite three snakes this time?
TlDr: Harry finds Ginny with someone else. It's the last straw in this comedy of errors. Time
Travel ensues. TRxSSxHPxLM. Don't like? Don't read. I’m going to try and not make crack
this time, but I might fail, who knows!
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Chapter 1 : "Oh Who is She?"
Chapter 1: "Oh Who is She?"
main and chapter titles from Who is she, by I Monster
Harry had just returned home to 1713 Wallaby Way, the home he bought for him and his once
beloved wife, Ginny Potter - Nee Weasley, After an interesting appointment at Gringotts'. It
was supposed to be a simple meeting about his finances and titles, but it became so much
more than he could have imagined. Harry couldn't believe how long he'd been lied to, and by
people he thought he could trust. People he thought were his Family! People he thought were
his Best - Fucking - Friends! The very people he thought he could tell everything. Hell, Harry
gave his Heart and fucking Soul to them! Yet they stabbed him in the back, took his things as
if they were nothing, drugged him up on potions, spelled him with compulsions! Harry felt as
if he could no longer tell what was real or fake about him, about anyone or anything really.
As Harry hung up his coat, getting ready to call out to his wife, he heard squeaking and
moaning coming from the master bedroom. Keeping quiet, He crept up the stairs and down
the hall. As he got closer to the door, the sounds got louder and louder. He knew damn well
what those sounds were, but he still held hope that his wife wouldn't betray him like that.
Finally, as Harry opened the door a small sliver of the way, he saw them. His Wife Ginny,
and A bloke he had never seen before, going at it like wild rabbits. Ginny was moaning and
shrieking like a bitch or a harpy in heat. The bloke was no better, groaning and huffing like a
fat boar going to town on some food. ‘Who is He?’ Harry wondered, but didn't think too long
about it.
Harry was suddenly grateful he kept all of his things in a shrunken trunk keyed to his blood
around his neck, Because his only instinct was to grab his things and run. He felt so betrayed,
but he wasn't sad. Harry was furious. First, Ginny and Molly keeping him doped up on
amortentia, now Ginny's Cheating on him, After insisting on Her and Harry getting married
no less, With someone she probably met in a dingy pub in Hogsmeade or Diagon alley a few
hours ago.
Harry sprinted up the hall and down the stairs as quickly and quietly as he could, making it to
the entrance in a matter of seconds. He grabbed his coat, put it on, and Apparated to 12
Grimmauld Place. Grimmauld was better than there. Anywhere was better than staying in
that horrid, tainted house for another second to Him.
It was a miracle that Ginny and her new bloke didn't hear him, although they knew someone
was or once was there, due to the loud bang his apparition caused. "Kreacher!" Harry called
out. "Yes Master Harry, Sir?" Kreacher asked, appearing with a quiet 'pop'. " I need you to
lock down Grimmauld for me, ok? No one but me should be allowed into both the wards, and
the house." Harry said, hoping to convey his anger and betrayal without truly saying what
happened. "Of course, Master Harry. It shall be done. Is Master Harry done with Nasty
Weasel girl?" "Yeah Kreacher. I caught her with another man, and that was the last straw. No
more will I tolerate those thieving, conniving traitors. " Harry said those last words with
finality. Kreacher popped off to do his master's will, happy to no longer serve the blood
traitors, the mudblood, and the disgraces.
While Kreacher did as he was told, Harry was starting to panic. ‘What do I Do Now! I can’t
go back to Ginny, The bint probably never truly loved me, and Ron and Hermione will take
Ginny's side like always.' He then remembered the offer Death had made the second time he
died.
~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~
"Harry" Death said, " You have many choices you can make now. As the Master of Death,
you can choose to keep living this life. You could choose to go to another dimension. You can
even choose to go back or go forward in time. But, as of right now, What do you Choose?"
"Hold on," Harry said," Can't I just join the rest of my family in the afterlife? I'm tired of the
vicious cycle." "I'm afraid not, little master." Death replied empathetically. " As the Master of
Death, there is no more moving on for you anymore. If I could let you, I would, But alas, my
hands are tied."
Harry didn't know what to do. All he knew was that he had gotten hit with the killing curse
for the Third time in his Long yet Short life. He was barely Twenty-Three, And most of those
years he was either locked in a Cupboard under the Stairs in Durskaban, or Fighting for his
Life. He only became an Auror because it was expected of him, not because he actually
wanted to. He was never truly able to Live, to learn who he truly was, to have fun and be a
child. However, at that point in time, he only had one option: to keep on living.
"At this point Death, I think it's best if I keep living the life I have now. If I change my mind,
is there any way I can get in contact with you? " Harry said, solemn yet unwavering. “In fact,
there are ways. All you have to do, however, is simply say ''Death, I need to speak to you' and
I shall appear."
~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK END~~~~~~~~~
As Harry recalled what Death had told him, he had an epiphany. 'I'll travel back to before my
first year, and do everything over! I can save Sirius! Oh hell, Maybe I can even save my three
favorite Snakes. Maybe they can even be mine? Oh I hope I can choose certain people to
keep their memories!' Finally, Harry Called out those few simple words.
"Death, I need to Speak with You!"
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As Death appeared, Harry had never felt as Confident and excited as he was in that moment
before. "Yes, Little Master? Is there something you wish to tell me?" Death asked, settling
into a Conjured Armchair. "How long has it been since we talked? Five months? Really Little
Master, you can call on me just to talk, you know." "I'm Sorry, Death. But I've made a new
Decision. I want to go back in time. Specifically, back before my first year. Do everything
over. Live Life differently. Do things differently. Also, is it possible for a select few to
remember this timeline?" Harry Said, Confident and unwavering. "Ooo, Big Request Little
Master. I can, in fact, send you back that far. I think the day you got your first Hogwarts letter
will work. Now, onto letting people keep their memories. I can only let Seven People
remember, Not including you of course. Who will you choose?" Death seemed almost
Mischievous in that moment, giddy with excitement.
It seemed easy for Harry to pick most of his chosen in that very moment. They were always
on his mind, for he cared about them more than they ever knew. " Well, I know I want to pick
already. I pick Sirius Black, Dobby, Kreacher, Tom Riddle, Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy,
and King Jareth of the Goblin Nation."
"Oh Great choice Little Master. Now, Once you go to sleep tonight, You will wake up Twelve
years in the past. Those you have chosen will gain their memories from this timeline as they
are sent to their 'younger' selves. They may try to find you, Just to confirm they are true, or
outright grab you. Thought I would let you know Beforehand." Death seemed positively
ecstatic at this point, slightly bouncing their legs to a beat only they could hear.
"Thanks for the info, Death." Harry said, a warm smile beaming on his face. "Two questions
though. First, will you be staying a bit longer, or do you have to leave now? Second, do I
need to go to sleep right now, or will my normal time work?" he asked, curious as a girl in
Wonderland. “Well," Death replied, " I have to leave soon to get this whole thing set up for
you and your chosen. Also, you don't need to sleep right this instant, but you will feel
extremely drowsy and lethargic once it's almost time. I want you to find the comfiest place
here, and get as comfortable as you possibly can, Alright Little Master?"
"Thank you, Death, For everything. That really cleared things up. See you soon, I hope."
Harry said, helping Death out of their chair and onto their feet. " Yes," Death replied, slightly
hopping in place, "I want you to call for me once you're able to, alright Little Master? Do try
not to place yourself into harm's way, I'd rather not have a non-voluntary conversation any
time soon." "Of course, Death. Have a lovely evening." As Harry finished his sentence,
Death faded from existence, Taking the Armchair with them.
It was several hours later when Harry started to feel the effects Death had mentioned to him.
As he closed his eyes and slipped under the covers in Sirius' old bed, He breathed a sigh of
relief. Finally, things would be how He wanted them. No more potions or compulsions
holding him down, and certainly no love potions. He was ready to take on anything, and no
one would stop him.
Chapter 2: "A Misty Memory"
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Chapter 2: "A Misty Memory"
Harry awoke to thudding above him. Thinking back, he remembered EXACTLY where in
time death sent him. He was in his old Cupboard. Harry scrambled to sit up, and examined
his features, those he could examine without a mirror. ''Well,' He thought,' 'I look exactly how
I did at this age in the other timeline. That means the glamours Dumbledick put on me are
active. Going to have to get to Gringotts' to get this all fixed. God this is going to Suck.' All
of a sudden, there was a banging on the cupboard door. "Get Up FREAK!" A booming male
voice bellowed. "I Want Breakfast, Pronto! And don't even THINK of taking some for
yourself! You know what will happen if i Catch you, you VERMIN!" As the man screamed
himself into a stupor, the cupboard door slammed open. The man, Now identified as Vernon
Dursley, Harry's 'Larger than Life' uncle, Grabbed him by the arm, and yanked him out of his
'room.' "Well?! Get to Work you Ungrateful Brat! And it Better be done soon, or Else!"
As Harry entered the kitchen, he heard two quiet yet very distinct pops. One pop he hadn't
heard in years, the other he heard the night before. "Master Harry! You are younger!
Kreacher is younger! What happened? Why are we younger? Why are you so small? Is
Kreacher to be calling you Little Master Harry now?" Kreacher was whispering, knowing
somehow there were others in the house, who didn't know about magic. “Dobby didn't know
of Great Harry Potter sir before today, and yet I have memories of you being Dobby's friend.
Why is that, sir?" Dobby was slightly louder than Kreacher, but knew better than to use his
normal volume. He somehow knew that if he did, Harry would be hurt.
"Kreacher! Dobby!" Harry whisper-cheered. "It's so great to see you both. I promise I'll
explain later. But for right now I need you to leave until I call for you both, Alright? And yes,
Kreacher, You can call me Little Master Harry. Now please, go back where you were!'' "Of
course Sir/Little Master." They both replied, and disappeared with two small pops.
As Harry started on the dursley's breakfast, he hoped the letter would come soon. Sure, he
could have frozen them as soon as he left his cupboard, set some ground rules, and left, But
he decided to wait for the letter, so he didn't have to deal with the Ministry of Morons or
DumbleDick. After all, Dumb-as-a-door would probably obliviate all of them after finding
out what happened. The ministry would most likely be no better. Sighing, Harry continued
cooking.
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As the Dursley's ate their breakfast made by Harry, The mail had finally arrived. "BOY!"
Vernon yelled. "Go get the mail! And don't dilly-dally!" Harry almost skipped to grab the
mail, hiding a slight smirk from his horrible 'Relatives'. However, just as he was about to grab
the mail, he heard a specific knock at the door. The knock was to the first seven notes of
'Rhiannon' by Fleetwood Mac, it was only used with one person. A person who was his safe
haven in fifth and sixth year. Harry opened the door carefully, knowing damn well who was
there, but not why he was there.
"Mr.Potter," Severus Snape drawled. " I'm here to deliver your Hogwarts letter. After our
chat, I will be taking you to Diagon Alley. I’ve also brought a tag-along who wished to check
your living conditions," At that point, Lucius Malfoy popped up from behind Severus and
waved his hand slightly. “I’m Sure you weren't expecting us. We have questions, But those
can be asked at a more secure location. May we come in?"
Harry's mind had gone blank at this point. First, Dobby and Kreacher came to speak to him,
Now two of his favorite snakes were at the door of his prison to see him?! Oh he was so
fucked. ‘Well, When it rains, it pours, I guess. I can work with this, I hope.' he thought to
himself. "Yes, of Course Professor Snape, Lord Malfoy. Please, Do come in." Harry finally
replied, making room for the two men to enter.
"FREAK! WHO WAS AT THE DOOR! AND HURRY UP! DUDLEY AND I WANT
SECONDS YOU BRAT!" Vernon bellowed out as soon as the door shut. “Just some guests,
Uncle Vernon!" Harry replied cheerfully, with only a hint of malice in his tone. "I'm guiding
them to the living room right now, then I'll get you and Dudley your seconds!" "Guests?!"
Petunia Wailed. " I'll be out in just a moment, then! Please be patient, Dears!" Her tone went
from frantic to sickeningly sweet in a fraction of a second, shocking Severus and Lucius
both. "Are they always like this?" Lucius asked. "Pretty much." Harry Replied. "They've
been like this since I was young, and they never changed."
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After a few minutes, Petunia scuttled in, as Vernon and Dudley lumbered right behind her.
"So," Petunia started after they all sat down, voice still sickeningly sweet, like drinking
straight syrup after eating a pound of sweets. Nothing could cover up the Curiosity and Anger
in her tone, however. "Why have you come here today? We weren't expecting guests! If I
knew you were coming, I would've made some biscuits."
"We're here for Mr.Potter, Tunie ." Severus replied, a hint of sadistic glee and mischief in
both his voice and in his tone. "We have a letter for him, I'm sure you know from where. We
also came to check his living conditions. I'm Surprised you didn't recognize me, Loony Tuna .
After all, Me and your sister were such dear friends as children." "YOU!" Petunia shrieked,
the sweetness gone from her voice, replaced with jealousy and rage. "You horrid man! Must
you- you- You FREAKS Continue to plague my life! It's bad enough that awful old man
saddled us with the boy, only letting me know Lily went and got herself blown up via letter.
Now you're invading my home and stinking it up with your FREAKISHNESS! It'll take
WEEKS to get it out!"
“Silencio!” Lucius cried out, silencing all three of the Dursleys before another hate filled
word could be said. "My Word,what a Vile woman! Then again, she is a muggle. How on
earth were you able to deal with them for such a long time, Mr.Potter?" he asked, staring at
the Dursley family with disgust and slight rage at what he had heard. Vernon seemed to be
shouting, His face turning ugly shades of red and purple. Dudley was crying at this point,
hugging his mother's leg as she petted his hair like a loyal doggie. Petunia was no better, her
face pale as a sparkly vampires', no color on her face except for the ugly makeup she'd done
that morning.
"Lots of murder plans created in my head, Lord Malfoy." Harry replied, a smirk on his face at
his 'Relatives' predicament. "Never truly got to act on them, Then again, I never really got to
act on Much throughout my life. Doesn't matter much now though. Now. Onto the Letter. We
all know it's a Hogwarts acceptance letter. I accept that fact, and my admittance into the
school. Now, was there anything else before we head off to Diagon Alley? I do hope we stop
by Gringotts'.”
"There was one thing, Mr.Potter," Lucius said. "I need to check your living quarters. A
precaution The Ministry takes to make sure children are taken care of and not being abused.
If you could show me, that would be great, Mr.Potter." "Oh, That's all?" Harry replied, a
curious yet mischievous look on his face. "It's the cupboard under the stairs. You can't miss it.
I think that location was even written as my address on my letter for Hogwarts."
"Your living quarters are Where?!" Lucius Cried out. Both he and Severus looked appalled at
that statement. "I'll go take a look, but we will be speaking about this later, young man." "Of
course sir, I'd expect nothing less. I must warn you though, it's a grizzly sight."
As the trio talked, the Dursleys huddled together. Vernon finally stopped trying to get them to
listen to him, for nothing came out. He didn't dare try and attack them, who knew what all
they could do with their freaky magic powers. Dudley had finally stopped crying, still he was
hugging his mother's leg, but he seemed to be trying to hide behind her. Not that it'd work, he
was at least three times larger than her. Petunia had taken to staring at the trio, a scowl on her
face. If looks could kill, The trio would have been dead a hundred times over.
As Lucius opened the cupboard door, which had several locks not normal for a door that
small, He was indeed met with a grizzly sight. There were bloodstains on the floor and back
wall, on the 'mattress' and ratty blanket. spiderwebs hung from the rafters and in the corner.
On the inside of the door, there was writing. It said 'HarRy's RooM' in faded crayon. there
was a small bloody handprint right next to it. Lucius didn't know if he would cry or throw up.
This was no way for any wixen to live, child or not! "Severus," He called out. "I think you
need to see this."
As Severus approached, he strengthened his occlumency shields, knowing that Lucius would
only call him over if it was really bad. Once he was at the cupboard, he was hit with the scent
of blood and cleaning products. This was where the 'Savior of the Wizarding World' Stayed
for ten plus years?! In a cupboard not fit for a mouse, much less a growing boy?! “We need to
get him to Gringotts' or Saint Mungo's. He probably has extensive damage, damage that I
can't fix with potions." Severus told Lucius, concern marring his features.
"Yes, of course." Lucius replied. "Let me put the memory of this hovel into an unbreakable
vial for safe keeping, and then we can head out." As Lucius did exactly that, Severus stalked
over to the Dursleys, disgust on his face. Anger was rolling off of him like the tide during a
storm. "I'm going to look through your memories, '' Severus told them. "Afterwards, I will
decide what to do with you. I assure you, it will not be pleasant."At this, Harry popped up
from the kitchen, a plate of food in his hands. "After you're done, can you shrink them and
put them in a cage? Gringotts always needs workers in the mines." he said, a mischievous
grin on his face. "Of course, Mr.Potter. Now, who to start with? Oh I know! Come here Tunie
.
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It took a few minutes for Severus to go through the family's memories. Serverus had to make
sure he didn't just rip through their minds, he wanted them coherent for what was next. He
cast several hexes on them, a smirk on his face. Once he was done, Severus started to speak.
"I'm sure you're wondering what I've casted on you. Starting with the boy, he's been cursed to
relive all of the abuse Mr.Potter has suffered by his and his father's hands every night when
he goes to sleep. For you, Petunia, I've hexed you to only tell the truth, And that any time you
lie, boils will appear on your face. Not the Perfect punishment, but i think having something
happen to your 'Precious Duddy-kins' Would Devastate you. Now, onto the supposed 'Man of
the House'. He's been cursed to where even the thought of food makes him violently ill.
Anything he eats will turn to ash on his tongue. On all three of you, is a Hex, in which any
time you try to harm another, you will feel a crippling pain, and then relieve yourselves. I
could have done much worse, but I'm not up for full blown torture at the moment" After
those last few words, Severus removed the Silencio, finally giving them back their voices.
But before they could get a word out, they were shrunk and thrown into an unbreakable cage.
"Are we ready to leave now, Sirs? I'm quite excited to get to Diagon." Harry asked, holding
his 'Relatives' cage. "Just about." Lucius and Severus replied. They checked the house over
for anything of note. When they found nothing else, Severus said, "We're ready Mr.Potter. Let
us head out so we can get to Diagon. Come along now."
As the trio finally walked out of Number Four Privet Drive, Harry had a beaming smile on
his face. Finally, he didn't have to pretend he was meek and needed saving. No longer would
he hide his true self. Harry would live for himself, and not even a dodgy old codger would
stop him.
Chapter End Notes
Was not expecting to get done with the second chapter this fast! Hope you all enjoyed it!
As always, leave a comment, as they help me write more for you all! Have a good
Morning/Afternoon/Night!
Chapter 3: "A Haunting Face"
Chapter Notes
Sorry it took a bit longer to come out, It was a Long one! Hope you Enjoy!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Chapter 3: "A Haunting Face"
Soon after leaving the dreadful walls of number four, Severus told Harry, "Now Mr.Potter,
We will be apparating into The Leaky Cauldron. You can choose to side-along with either me
or Lucius. Who do you pick?" “Can’t we all go together?" Harry asked in response. "It would
be easier, and save time and energy." "Mr.Potter does have a Point, Severus. I'll apparate and
you two can side along, alright?" Lucius said, mirth on his face. Severus nodded, and both he
and Harry grabbed one of Lucius's hands. Right before they apparated, still holding the cage
with the shrunken Dursleys, Harry flipped off his old Prison, a huge smirk on his face.
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As the trio landed in the apparition point, they almost landed perfectly. Harry had fallen onto
his butt, while Lucius and Severus were able to land upright. "Would you like a hand?"
Severus asked Harry, who was scowling and rubbing his tailbone. "Yes please.“ Harry
replied, groaning and reaching out his hand not holding the cage. While Severus helped him
up, Lucius started to speak. "It's about eight a.m. at the moment, so we should have no
trouble with lines in the bank. The real kicker is figuring out which account managers we
need to speak with." "Oh, don't worry about that, Lord Malfoy," Harry replied, now standing,
holding the cage in his right hand, and a cheeky grin on his face. "I know which ones we
need. Just let me take the lead in the bank, okay?" "Alright, Mr.Potter. Now, shall we head
off?" "We shall, Lucius/Lord Malfoy."
The trio walked swiftly to the opening to the alley. Severus tapped the bricks, and after it
opened, they were off. As they were walking, A White owl swooped over and landed on
Harry's shoulder. "Hello King Jareth," he whispered. "We're headed into Gringotts'. I know
you have questions, and I'll be able to answer them soon, alright?" The owl, now identified as
King Jareth, gave a cute head bobble and flew off towards the bank. "What just happened,
Mr.Potter?" Severus asked, shaking off his shock. Lucius was still dazed by what had just
happened, and was staring at Harry. "Oh, King Jareth came to see me. He did that a lot last
time. I think he wanted to make sure I was okay and to see what I was doing." Harry replied
casually, still at a bit of a whisper. "You mean to tell us," Lucius started, his shock gone, now
replaced with confusion and awe. "That you know King Jareth, even from the last timeline
mind, and that you were close enough to him that he would check on you?!" He nearly cried
out, voice at a whisper like Harry's was. "We were really close near the end of the last
timeline. He treated me like a son in the last few days before. He was like the Dad I never
had. I would say more, but this isn't a conversation to be had out in the open, Lord Malfoy,
Professor Snape."
"Alright then," Severus Replied, answering for both he and Lucius. "Also, you can call me
Severus, you know. We were friends then, and friends don't call each other by their titles."
"The same sentiment goes for me as well, Mr.Potter. We might not have been all that close,
but I'd be honored to call you my friend. So please, Call me Lucius." "Fine," Harry said,
pouting a little, but inside he was beaming with joy. " You both may call me Harry until
Further notice. I have a feeling a few things are going to change soon."
The trio soon were standing right in front of Gringotts. The Sign above the door was shining
with its familiar words.
"Enter Stranger, But take heed.
Of what awaits the Sin of Greed.
For those who Take, But do not Earn,
Must pay Most dearly in their Turn.
So if You seek beneath our Floors,
A Treasure that was Never Yours.
Thief, You have been Warned, Beware.
Of Finding more than Treasure There."
Harry and his Snakes began to head towards the doors, stopping to bow at the goblins
guarding the doors. As they entered, Jareth in his owl form was sitting on the desk of one of
the tellers. He was sitting on Griphook's desk. The Men and boy walked calmly to the desk,
and then Harry Spoke. "Greetings, Teller Griphook. May your blades be sharp, and your
enemies quiver at your feet." "Greetings, youngling. May your coffers ever be full, and your
wand ever quick. How may I help you and your party?" Griphook replied, shocked that a
Wixen as young as he knew the correct greetings of the goblins. "I need to speak with The
Potter Account Manager, The Black Account Manager, The Prince Account Manager, The
Malfoy Account Manager, The Riddle Account Manager, and King Jareth, Teller Griphook."
Harry said, a calm yet serious look on his face. " May I know who is asking for them?" "Of
course. I am Harry James Potter, with me are Potions Professor Severus Snape, and Lord
Lucius Malfoy."
"Alright then," Griphook said, getting over the minute shock quickly. " I shall escort you
three to a private room, and the Account Managers will be there Shortly. I do not know about
the king,-" At that point, Jareth, still in owl form, gave a little shriek, and hopped onto
Harry's shoulder. " Nevermind then. Follow me Gentlemen." Griphook corrected himself, and
led them down the halls to the King's Private office. Once they were all inside, Griphook
cleared his throat, and simply said "I shall go fetch the Account Managers. I shall be right
back." And left to go grab them. As soon as the door shut, Jareth jumped off of Harry's
shoulder, and transformed into his human appearance.
"Harry!" Jareth cried out in merriment, embracing the boy. "You never told me you could go
back in time! An amazing trick, I must say, but how on earth do I remember everything from
before? And how did you do it?" Harry sighed in amusement, hugging the man back, before
stepping back to explain. "It's not just you and I who remember, King Jareth-'' "Harry, you're
like a son to me! Just call me Jareth, okay?" "-Okay, Just Jareth then. Anyways, it's not just
you and I who remember. I was allowed to choose seven beings to remember, not including
myself. So I chose You, Goddog Sirius, Severus, Lucius, Dobby, Kreacher, and Tom Riddle.
Better known as the Dark Lord Voldemort." Harry finished off with a squeak. "Oh my."
Jareth replied, staring in awe at the boy he considered his own. "And how were you able to
do it? You never answered that."
"The only answer I can give you is that I'm the Master of Death, and Death told me I had
choices, and most of the people I cared about were either dead or betrayed me, so I chose to
go back in time. A few hours before, I had caught Ginny in bed with another man, and
another couple hours I had found out all I was drugged with and compelled to do. I felt like I
had no other option, so I went back." Harry explained with a sad smile on his face. Suddenly
there was a knock at the door. The others calmed themselves, and sat down in the armchairs
in the lavish office room.
"Come in!" Jareth called out, and in came the Account managers. Trailing behind them was
Griphook, a small smile on his face. "The Potter, Black, Prince, Malfoy, and Riddle Account
Managers. I shall be off, if there's nothing else?" "Please stay, Teller Griphook, I have a
feeling I'm going to require your services soon." Harry replied, wiggling in excitement in his
chair. "Alright then, let's get this meeting started. Please introduce yourselves." Jareth stated,
sitting in his office chair, looking at his nails.
As the newcomers introduced themselves, Harry memorized their names, and which accounts
they managed. There was Arrog, the Potter account manager, Gornak, the Black account
manager, Bragnuk, the Prince account manager, Kragknut, the Malfoy account manager, and
finally Lurlok, the Riddle account manager. After the introductions, Harry started to speak.
"I'm sure you're wondering why I've called you all here. I require an Inheritance test, and so
do the fine gentlemen behind me. There are two others, but one is in prison, and the other is a
wraith. We may also require cleansing. There is more, but those are my main priorities."
"We can get that done, Mr.Potter, For a fee, of course. 100 Galleons for all three inheritance
tests, and another 200 for any cleansings and or healing that may occur?" Arrog said, the
thought of gold washing over his brain. "Now hold on here! These men are Friends of the
Goblin Nation. They will Not be charged for something so simple." Jareth interjected, glaring
at Arrog for even thinking of the idea. "Of course, your majesty. I am terribly sorry for the
mistake." Arrog replied, sweating bullets. "Shall I go fetch the tests?" "No need. I have them
here. Now, Harry, Severus, Lucius, I need you to put seven drops of blood on your
parchment. Afterwards, your tests will fill themselves out, showing your inheritance, but also
any spells, blocks, or potions that are on/in you. Any Questions?" Jareth asked, a small smirk
on his face, waving a small crystal ball around. The trio had no questions, and so Harry went
First. After a few moments, it was done.
Gringotts Inheritance Test
Name: Hadrian Orion James Potter-Black
Age: 23,11,12
Birthday: July Thirty-First, Nineteen-Eighty
Core Type: Dark, Merlin Level (95% Blocked)
Soulmates: Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Tom Riddle (Blocked Soul Bond)
Birth Father: James Fleamont Potter (Deceased: October Thirty-First, Nineteen-Eighty-

One)
Birth Mother: Lily Roselia Potter-Nee Evans (Deceased: October Thirty-First, Nineteen-
Eighty-One)
Blood Adopted Father: Sirius Orion Black the III (Alive)
Godparents:
Sirius Orion Black the III (Incarcerated)
Alice Marie Longbottom-Nee Rookwood (Incapacitated)
Frank Hyperion Longbottom (Incapacitated)
Titles
Lord Potter(Paternal)
Lord Black(Through Blood Adoption)
Lord Slytherin(Conquest)
Lord Griffindor(Paternal)
Lord Perevell(Paternal)
Lord Emrys(Maternal)
Master of Death
Finances
Potter: Vaults 687, 444, 782, and 13
Total holdings: 9,873,738 Galleons, 576 Sickles, 24 Knuts, Multiple books, paintings, ect.
Audit available on request.
Black: Vaults 362, 214, and 731
Total Holdings: 4,281,948 Galleons, 2,391 Sickles, 48 Knuts, Multiple Books, Paintings, ect.
Audit available on request.
Slytherin: Vaults 46 and 28
Total holdings: 7,301,590 Galleons, 0 Sickles, 2 Knuts, Multiple Books, Artifacts. Audit
available on request.
Gryffindor: Vaults 47 and 27
Total Holdings: 4,391,672 Galleons, 4 Sickles, 0 Knuts, Multiple Books, Furniture, Artifacts,
ect. Audit available on request.
Peverell: Vault 1
Total Holdings: 1 Book.

Emrys: Vaults 3, 5, and 11
Total Holdings: 22,483,581 Galleons. 2,196,485 Sickles, 2 Knuts, Multiple Books, 3

Paintings, Multiple Artifacts. Audit available on Request.
Total Monetary Amount: 48,332,529 Galleons, 2,199,456 Sickles, 76 Knuts
Transactions
1,000 Galleons to Albus Dumbledore Personal Account, Monthly
100 Galleons to Ronald Weasley Personal Account, Monthly
100 Galleons to Hermione Granger Personal Account, Monthly
2,000 Pounds to Dursley account, Monthly
500 Galleons to Molly Prewett Personal Account, Monthly
Magical Abilities
Parseltongue
Parselmagic (90% Blocked)
Metamorphmagus (100% Blocked)
Animagus (100% Blocked)
Wandless Magic (90% Blocked)
Occlumency (100% Blocked)
Legilimency (100% Blocked)
Blocks, Spells, And Potions
Blood Glamour Keyed to James Potter, Placed by Albus Dumbledore
95% Core Block, Placed by Albus Dumbledore
Multiple Ability Blocks, Placed by Albus Dumbledore
Soul Bond Block, Placed by Albus Dumbledore

Compulsion to be Subservient, Placed by Albus Dumbledore
Compulsion to Hide abuse, Placed by Albus Dumbledore
Compulsion to Hate Slytherins, Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Tom Riddle
Obedience Potion, Keyed to Albus Dumbledore, Hermione Granger, Molly Weasley
Horcrux (1.85%), Keyed to Tom Riddle
Ailments
Broken Bones, Extreme Malnourishment, Anemia, Burns and Bruising. SEEK CARE
IMMEDIATELY.
After Harry finished reading, he slammed his head on the desk and started to laugh
sarcastically. "It's always me, Isn't it? Damn that Potter curse. 'May you live in Interesting
Times' my left arse cheek." "Oh my," Jareth said, Looking over Harry- no, Over Hadrian's
shoulder. "I need a Cleansing chamber and Healers at the ready. Hadrian, Do you want to
keep the Horcrux in your scar? We can take it out, but seeing as it's so small, no harm will
come to you if you keep it." "I'd like to keep it for now. Never thought it would return. Is it
weird that I kind of missed it?" Hadrian asked, a small smile on his face, happy to have been
given a choice. "It's not weird, Columbaria . You had it for a long time, and it's a piece of one
of your Soulmates." Jareth replied, a fond smile on his face. "What does Columbaria mean?"
Hadrian asked, curious at the new nickname. "It means 'Little Dove' in latin. It suits you,
because like a little dove, you desire to spread your wings and be free to do what you wish."
"Not to interrupt, But what's wrong with Hadrian?" Severus asked, bringing the two's
attention to the present. "Well, there are several blocks on both his magical core, abilities, and
even his Soul Bond. Not to mention the other spells and potions. Hadrian also has a Blood
Glamour. That doesn't even mention the fact that he has other issues that he needs to see a
healer for. If you have the perpetrators for the violence caused against him, as I see a cage
with some tiny inhabitants, please hand them over to face Goblin Justice. Hadrian will be
going to the Cleansing Chamber as soon as one of the Healers Appear."
As soon as Jareth finished talking, there was a knock at the door. Entering the room was a
Goblin in Healer's attire. "Greetings" They said, a serious look on their face. "I am
Hearthwrit, The main Healer and Cleanser for the Goblin Nation. Who is the Patient we will
be tending to today?" Hadrian stood up and walked towards Hearthwrit, holding his
inheritance test, and handed it to them. "I am the Patient, Healer Hearthwrit. I require a Full
Cleanse and healing. I entrust myself in your Care." Hadrian said, bowing slightly. "Follow
me then, Youngling." Hearthwrit said, leading the young man out of the room.
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It was around noon when Hadrian was done with Being Cleansed and Healed. During that
time, Severus and Lucius did their inheritance tests, and were also cleansed of some spells
and blocks, Nothing as major as Hadrian had put on him though. Jareth had fired(Executed)
the Potter account Manager on charges of Assisting In Theft and Treason, and had Appointed
Griphook to be the new account manager. He had also Sentenced the Dursley's to work in the
Mines indefinitely. After the healers had finished, they asked Jareth for some new clothes for
the boy, as his looks had changed drastically, and they had Burned the old rags before the
cleansing ritual at Hadrian's Request. Jareth had grabbed some things that were simple and
comfortable, some of his old play clothes from when he was but a wee Prince. They were still
a bit big on Hadrian, so they were all shrunk to size, except for one item. Hadrian finally felt
comfortable in his own body.
As Hadrian finally walked back into the office, Lucius and Severus were in awe of his new
look. His features had turned more androgynous, leaning neither male or female. Hadrian had
long Dark red hair, a mix of James and Sirius' Black hair and Lily's Bright Red, which fell in
waves down to his mid back. He was a bit taller, standing at 5' 2", still somewhat short, but
unlike the glamoured height of 4' 9", had room to grow. His eyes had changed somewhat, as
due to the Horcrux, his Right eye had gone bright red, while his left eye had turned Bright
Avada Green, and both eyes had slits for pupils. The most different thing was the lightning
bolt scar on his face. No longer did it look like the Rune Sowilo, but looked like actual
lightning going across his face, crossing his right brow, his nose, and a bit of his lips and left
eye.
Jareth had dressed him in a White button up, covered by an oversized black sweater, a pair of
light blue jean shorts, black leggings, black combat boots with white socks, and had
accessorized with a Black ribbon holding up his hair, a Slytherin green bow around his neck,
and a heart chain belt around his waist. His glasses had also been updated to the correct
prescription. All in all, Hadrian looked like a Dark Angel. "So, how do I look?" Hadrian
asked, slightly shy at the attention on him.
"You look wonderful, Columbaria ! Oh I knew that outfit would flatter your features! Well
gentlemen? Aren't you going to compliment him?" Jareth said, his soft smile turning into a
smirk, goading Lucius and Severus. "Oh! Um yes, you look very Dashing, Hadrian. Your hair
seems lovely." Severus started, startled out of his awe. "Very Adorable, why You could
probably charm a Niffler into giving you its treasures." Lucius added. "Flatterers." Hadrian
replied, Blushing. But quick as it came, he schooled his features, and they got back to
business.
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It was Around two p.m. when they had finished up at Gringotts. Hadrian had claimed his
Lordship Rings, and went over all his assets. He had also stopped all of the transactions, as
they had been done without his Consent. Before leaving, Hadrian was given a Gringotts'
Brand Debit Card, Linked to the main Emrys Vault.
Soon enough, The trio had started Hadrian's School Shopping. Their first stop was
Ollivander's. As they stepped inside, They were met with the smell of Sandalwood and Pine,
with a hint of Peppermint. "Ah, Lord Potter-Black, I've been expecting you. Oh and you
brought Professor Snape and Lord Malfoy with you! How wonderful. I remember every
Wand I made, and every person I've given a wand to. Wasn't your first wand a Holly and
Phoenix Feather combination, Lord Potter Black? Ah, But that won't suit you now, I'm Sure
of it." "How did you know that?" Hadrian asked, Surprised that Mr.Ollivander knew about
his old wand from the First Timeline. "Oh, My family were given a boon of sorts a long time
ago, that allowed us to remember what others Could Not. But Enough of that! It's time to find
you a Wand!"
It took a couple Minutes, but eventually, the Perfect wands for Hadrian had appeared,
Literally. "I've never seen a pair of wands appear in front of a Wixen before! One of these, I
made. The other is one I'm sure you recognize, Lord Potter Black. This First wand is a combo
of Blackthorn, Elder, and Yew Wood. Its core is A Basilisk Fang and Phoenix Feather. It
measures at Eleven and a Half inches, and is Slightly Springy. The Second Wand is Made of
Elder wand, With a Core of Hair and Freely given Blood from a Thestral. It is Thirteen
Inches Long and Fairly Straight. You are Destined for Great things, Lord Potter-Black. That
will be Fifteen Galleons." Hadrian paid, and the Trio Left the Store to continue shopping.
Ollivander Said something right as they Left, and Hadrian had only Barely Been able to
Catch it. "I wish you Well on your Second Try, Hadrian. I Hope you Find what makes life
worth Living."
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Made an Image of what Harry/Hadrian Looks like, New outfit and all, using a Picrew by
AlliMocha! Might draw it later on, but this works for now. Only thing missing is the
lightning strike scar!
Chapter End Notes
How was it! It was really fun for me to write! Tell me what you think, and remember
that your wonderful comments help me Write! Hope you have a Good
Chapter 4: "Is She a Lost Embrace?"
Chapter Notes
Chapter 4: "Is She a Lost Embrace?"
Deep in an Albanian Forest, A wraith, Once known as the Dark Lord Voldemort or as Tom
Marvolo Riddle, was floating silently in shock. Why was He back as a Wraith? I mean sure,
his plans had failed, but why was he twelve years in the past?! Then he remembered what
Potter had said Before he fell. “I’m Sorry, Tom. May we Meet again, In Another Life.” Was
this what the boy had meant? If it was, this was a sorry way to start it. However, he wasn’t
the Dark Lord Voldemort for nothing. He knew the plans he had from the last go around were
bust. Of course they were, world domination was not a good way to change the world. Maybe
he could try the Diplomatic route again? But to do that, he would need a Body. One that was
his and his alone.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light in front of him, and a Figure appeared. The figure was
tall, wore a Long Cloak with silver embroidery, and carried a Scythe on their back. He knew
who this figure was. It was Death, probably coming to collect him and damn him to an
eternity of fire and Brimstone. But as Voldemort started to panic, Death began to speak.
“Well, aren’t you a long way from home? Then again, you did split your soul. You really
need to assimilate those back with you, you know? Without them, your sanity kind of goes
way down. Though you probably know that now, Don’t you?” “Why are you here?” he asked
Death. “Come to Drag me back to hell? Or better yet, rip my soul to shreds and scatter them
across the void?” “Oh nothing of the Sort, Tom! I came to offer some help with the whole
‘No Body’ issue. After all, My Parum Domini needs you! He did choose you to remember,
after all!”
“What does your Little Master need me for? And why did they let me remember everything
that happened before, what I'm guessing is a restart? And Who even is your Little Master ?”
Voldemort asked the Entity, curious and Confused by everything happening. “My Little
Master needs you, Because ‘You’,” Death pointed at the Wraith, amusement in their
movement and tone. ”Are one of his Soul Mates. He didn’t know last time until it was too
late, and all of his Soul Bonded were in the Afterlife. He chose you to remember because he
thought you could help him, Not even knowing of the Soul Bond at that point, because You
and the others were Dead when he was finally Cleansed of everything the first time, and He
chose to go back in time. As For who my Little Master is, he is none other than Hadrian
Orion James Potter-Black, once known as Harry James Potter.” Death finished with a
flourish, sparkles exuding out of them like some sort of anime protagonist or an Animal
Crossing Villager.
Voldemort was openly Gaping at the Entity, Shocked at the Identity of His Soul Mate, and the
fact that they were his mortal Enemy the Last Go Around. “You mean to tell me,” Voldemort
Started, Shock written across his form. “That the whole time, my Supposed ‘Mortal Enemy’
was actually my Soulmate?! I’m Guessing the Prophecy was also Faker than the stupid eye
twinkle Dumbledonkey has?” At this, Death nodded solemnly, the amusement fading slightly.
“Figures the old Biddy would do that. Anything for fame and Power I suppose. Now How
would you help me get my body back? Would that not be something you should be able to
do? Not to be rude, But you are Literally Death.” “Understandable.” The Entity Replied,
mirth raking their figure. “Usually, the body thing would be Life’s Domain. But seeing as you
are connected to my Little Master, I am able to do this. If I were to try for anyone not
connected to him, it would fail, and most likely turn them into an inferius. Now, I will have to
collect Most of your horcruxes, specifically The Diary, The Locket, The Ring, and The Cup.
They hold Most of your soul, as the other Two are so tiny that it doesn’t matter in terms of
repairing your soul. The missing pieces would equal what would be taken if Forced to kill a
Stranger, so not much is lost. Do you still want to go through with this?: I’m Warning you
right now that it will hurt. A Lot.”
“Yes. I want to do this.” Voldemort replied. “I do not care about the pain, I have been through
worse. I just hope Hadrian can forgive me for my Past deeds. I wish to get to know him
Better.” “He forgave you a long while ago, Tom Riddle. Now give me a moment as I gather
your Horcruxes. After this, I will bring you to Gringotts, as to give you a New Identity.”
Voldemort nodded, and the Entity left, eager to give his little master his Final Soulmate as a
gift.
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“You weren’t lying about the pain bit, Death. That hurt worse than a Basilisk bite mixed with
Fiendfyre.” The newly Re-Bodied Tom Riddle said, looking at himself in Amazement. “I
never Lie, Mr.Riddle. How does it feel to have a body again? I will give you a moment
before I take you to Gringotts. After everything there is done, I will bring you to my Little
Master. Now, where to find some ribbon…” Death said, trailing off into a murmur, figuring
out what color would be best for the Re-Bodied Dark Lord.
Tom looked to be around Twenty-five, his face retaining their Aristocratic Features. His hair
was Chocolate Brown with slight blonde highlights and Black lowlights, all the while
keeping the style he had in Hogwarts. He was 6’ 5”, a few inches taller than he was before
the time Jump. His eyes were Blood red, with slits for pupils. Luckily a few charms could
change it, or he could come up with a lie to get others to stop bothering him. Death had put
him into some Black and red Formal Battling Robes, with an embroidered snake slithering
around the outer robe. “Well, Let’s get to Gringotts then. No sense in wasting Daylight.” He
said with a smile, ready to get started.
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While Death was busy with the Reincarnated Tom Riddle, Hadrian, Lucius, and Severus were
busy getting everything Hadrian needed to Start at Hogwarts. They had just finished at
Ollivanders, and were headed to ‘Harrold’s Trunks and More’. As the trio entered, they were
greeted by the owner, Harrold Hinkley. “Welcome to Harrold’s Trunks and More! Please take
a look around, and let me know if I can help you with anything.” the man said, giving a
cheery smile to the group. While they looked around, Hadrian saw the Perfect set. It was a set
of five items. There was the main trunk, which would key to the Owner’s blood and had
Eight compartments, A backpack that linked to the trunk and had an Undetectable expansion
charm, a Wallet that could link to one of your Gringotts accounts and could only be opened
by the owner, a Mailbox to send things to Others without use of an Owl, and a Messenger bag
for Everyday use. The set was Slytherin Green with silver and gold filigree, and on the
messenger bag there was a Red snake curled around a Black Cauldron, with a Golden
Phoenix above them and a White Peacock standing Beside the Cauldron. It was Perfect.
Hadrian Called over the owner. “I would like this set, Please.” He told the man, smiling
slightly. “Of course, That’ll be Seven-Hundred Galleons, Please!” Hadrian paid the man, and
keyed the items to himself, pleased with his find. “It suits you.” Severus told the boy, Glad
that nothing about the set needed to be changed. “Soon enough the trio left the store and
headed elsewhere.
It was a few hours before they had finished their trip, and they had decided to go to Malfoy
Manor, in order to ask Hadrian a few questions, and to let the boy stay somewhere that wasn’t
the now abandoned Dursley Residence or the Leaky Cauldron. As they settled into Lucius’
office, Severus started to speak. “I know you already said why you were able to come back
and all, but you never said why you chose who you did. Why us? And Why the Dark Lord?”
“Well,” Hadrian started, a small sad smile on his face. “Most of you were dead already,
except for Jareth and Kreacher, and you had been on my mind constantly and I didn’t know
why. If you give me a moment, Hopefully you can get some more answers from Death, who
knows a Bit more” Right after those few Words, Hadrian called out.
“Death, I Need to Speak With You! ”
It took a few moments, but Death soon appeared, Bringing with him Lord Voldemort
wrapped in a Shiny Green and Silver ribbon, tied into a Bow. “Hello, Little master! I see you
found two of your soulmates. But not to worry, I brought your third one as a Gift! May I
introduce to you three to Thomas Marvolo Serpens Slytherin, Formally known as Tom
Marvolo Riddle, also known as the Dark Lord Voldemort." At those words, Hadrian started
Hysterically Laughing. “Oh this is Great! What’s next Death, you Break Sirius out and get
him Cleared?! I was curious as to what I would do about finding him, and here you brought
him right to me!”
“Come and Unwrap him, Little Master. I think he’s a bit fed up with being tied Up.” Death
said with a Snicker, enjoying the Chaos he had Created.
Chapter End Notes
This was fun to write! Kind of a Double Chapter, as I finished Before Midnight. It's a bit
shorter than normal, but that's okay! I'll be Taking a break Wednesday, Which means
there probably won't be a new chapter Thursday. As always, Let me know what you
think, and your Wonderful Comments Help me Write! Have a Good
Chapter 5: "Listen to the Wind Blow
Chapter Notes
And we are Back! I just wanted to start off by thanking you all for the comments and
Kudos! I work on this story during the night, and your lovely words help me immensely!
Hope you enjoy the new Chapter!
Chapter 5: "Listen to the Wind Blow"
Main title from Who is she, by I Monster. Chapter title from The Chain, by Fleetwood Mac.
It took a few moments for Hadrian to untie Thomas, and he needed help from Severus and
Lucius because Death had added several Constrictor Knots on the man's limbs, essentially
Hog-Tying him. Once they were done, they guided him to a chair, as Severus pulled out a few
potions. "How long was he tied up like that, Death? Those marks look a little painful."
Hadrian asked the entity, who's form had been shaking in laughter and mirth up until that
point. "Only for a few hours, my Darling Little Master. There won't be any lasting damage to
him. All he might need is some muscle relaxant and a pain reliever." Death explained, patting
his Master's head like one would a talking dog. Severus Hurriedly grabbed the mentioned
potions down Thomas' throat, making sure he swallowed every bit. Thomas shook his head
around for a minute after and then sighed. "Well that was unpleasant. You didn't tell me that I
would be tied up like that for Hours, Death!" Thomas exclaimed, snarling a little near the
end. "You never asked, so I didn't tell." Death told him, bouncing on their heels like a small
child. "Besides, I did mention finding some ribbon. Surely there was something about that
which stood out?" "I suppose." Tom replied, calming down, his face showing a small frown.
"Now that we're all calmed down, Death, what did you mean by calling us Hadrian's
Soulmates? That shouldn't be possible, right?" Severus asked the Entity. At those words,
Hadrian leaned into Death, turning his face to hide in their robes. " Exactly that, Severus
Snape. You, Lucius, and Thomas here are my Lovely Parum Domini's Soulmates, or Soul
Bonded if you prefer. You three will be bonded to him until time Collapses. Once you four
are fully Bonded, you will live as long as he does. You don't have to bond now, seeing as my
Little Master is exactly that, Little. Once he becomes an adult however, You are free to fully
bond with him. As for What you asked him earlier, The full reason is that, at least in the case
of you three, is that Subconsciously he knew you were his Soul Bonded. His Soul longed for
you three, because at that point he had lost what was essentially his Anchors to this plane.
Without you he was listless, and very easy to control. Didn't help matters that he was drugged
to the gills before he was my Little Master. Hadrian, once he finally made the choice to
return, immediately thought of you three first. With you close, he is more Stable, and very
hard, if not impossible to Control. Any More Questions?" Death said, picking up and
carrying his Master to go sit on an Armchair, rocking slowly.
"Well, What do we do now? I don't think we can go back to the old timeline, though I doubt
we would even want to, considering we were dead. " Thomas asked, always wanting to know
more. "And is that timeline still going? Or did it collapse?" "Ooo! Tough Questions." Death
started, still holding his Little Master, who had started falling asleep. "You can live life and
do as you wish. My only requirements are that you all stay with my Little Master, although I
highly doubt that will be hard, and that you Do Not make any more Horcruxes, Thomas
Marvolo. You can't go back to the original timeline. Even if you were alive when Hadrian
went back, it would be impossible. The timeline actually continued for a bit, it eventually got
destroyed as the Non-Magicals, or Muggles if you prefer, Found out about Magic and Nuked
the whole place after a five year war. Magic had been revealed by Hermione Granger, stupid
little thing she was. After the whole war, there was nothing left, no living thing could
survive."
"Well that's Gruesome. Still it makes sense, considering how dangerous they were in the
second World War. " Severus started, staring at what he now knew was his little mate. "Those
requirements shouldn't be hard to follow. Do you need anything else?" As Severus, Thomas
and Death kept talking, Lucius was taking everything in while looking at Hadrian. 'I Have a
Soul Mate! Severall, technically, if I count Severus and My Lord. I can break the Contract
with Narcissa, she's been asking for a while. If Hadrian looks that cute now, I wonder how
cute He'll look once he's older? Oh I want to cuddle him!~' Lucius' Veela tendencies started
to rear their head as he thought of his Little Mate. Death sensed this, and handed his now
sleeping master over to the Malfoy Lord. "Be gentle with him," Death told the man, calm and
Quiet. "He's asleep at the moment, and it's the calmest sleep he's had in a while. I shall be
telling the Others everything they need to know once I depart from here, as my Little Master
is asleep." Death said, now addressing everyone. "You three can also call for me as Hadrian
does, just do not do it Constantly. Not only can it be draining, but I also have a job to do as
much as you three." After those final words, Death Disappeared to tell the others, before
finally going back to work.
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Hadrian awoke in an Unfamiliar room, feeling warm and safe. He curled himself into the
warm thing laying near him, but paused when he heard Deep, Soft Laughter. "Good Morning,
Little One. You fell asleep on us Last Night. Death handed you to me, so I had the courtesy of
putting you to bed. You wouldn't let go, so I went to sleep next to you. How did you Sleep?"
The warm thing, now Identified as Lucius Malfoy, told Hadrian. " I slept well, Lucius. Sorry
I held onto you." Hadrian replied, embarrassed and shy at waking up to one of his Favorite
Snakes in bed with him. "Oh it's not an issue, Little one. You were quite adorable as you
slept. I Didn't mind one bit, so there's no need to apologize." Lucius said, putting an end to
Hadrian's self Loathing, and putting a small smile on his cute face.
After they both used the bathroom and got dressed for the day, Lucius guided Hadrian to the
main Dining Hall for breakfast. Lucius looked impeccable as always, while Hadrian was
wearing a white top with a green Cardigan, a pair of Dark blue Overall Shorts, green tights,
and his Black combat Boots with Knee-high White Socks. Along the way they met Draco,
who was too tired and stunned to say anything, but knew from the serious look on his father's
face that he was to be nice and respectful to the boy his father was guiding.
"Good morning Lucius, Hadrian/Brat, Draco." Thomas and Severus said once the three
entered the Dining Room. "How did you all sleep?" "I slept well, thank you for asking!
Hadrian replied, a sleepy smile on his face. The three were soon sat down with the others and
breakfast was served. Thomas was sitting at the head of the Table, with Lucius at his right
and Severus at his left, with Draco by Lucius and Hadrian by Severus. As they all fixed their
plates, Severus placed a few potions in front of Hadrian, who looked curious as to what they
were. "They are Nutrition, Anti-Nausea, and Bone Strengthening potions. I figured you
would need these even after your healing at Gringotts. Take them before you eat. If you
cannot finish your plate, at least finish a glass of milk or juice." Severus said, giving the boy
a small smile to comfort him.
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After breakfast, Lucius introduced Hadrian to Draco. "Draco, this is Lord Hadrian Orion
James Potter Black. You and him are going to be going to Hogwarts Together. He will be
staying with us for the foreseeable future. I expect you to treat him with the utmost respect. If
any issues arise, I want you to get Me, Severus, Or Thomas, who will also be in the manor.
Am I Understood?" "Of course, Father. There will be no issues. I hope we can become good
friends, Lord Potter-Black." Draco replied, shocked the boy was already a lord, then again he
was the Potter Lord, meaning he was originally Called Harry Potter. Hr wouldn't bring it up,
that was rude and unbecoming of a Malfoy. As Hadrian and Draco shook hands, Hadrian
knew he would have a great friend and a strong ally in the Malfoy Heir.
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Chapter 6: "Watch the Sun Rise"
Chapter Notes
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Chapter 6: "Watch the Sun Rise"
After their introduction, Draco and Hadrian got along like a Match to a Flame. Almost
immediately, they started talking about quidditch and what Hogwarts house they wanted to
go into. They both had agreed that Slytherin would be the best choice for them, what with
their cunning and tenacity. The supposed house of the brave would never suit them,
Especially Hadrian, who after his restart, wanted nothing to do with the Lion's Den. They had
also gotten a conversation on Potions and their Properties going, laughing and enthusing
about the subject. After a few hours, they could be seen playing quidditch together, laughing
and flying all over, chasing a Golden Snitch around and round the fields. Just enjoying being
able to be children.
As the days got closer and closer to September First, Our Quartet were planning and plotting
Dumbledore and the Light Side's end. It would mostly be in the political arena, but that didn't
mean that he wouldn't meet a gorey demise. It would just have to wait until after he fell off of
the high pedestal he placed himself on by calling himself the supposed 'Lord of the Light'. He
wasn't even given his title by Magic, that was the difference between Dumbledore and
Thomas. Thomas had been granted the title of the Dark Lord by Magic well before his
Insanity. Hadrian had Assigned Thomas and Lucius to be his Proxies in the Wizengamot.
Lucius would be Proxy for the Potter, Black, and Peverell Seats, While Thomas would be
Proxy for the Slytherin, Gryffindor, and Emrys Seats.
One thing that was Non-Negotiable for Hadrian was that if he was to meet with the
Headmaster for Anything, he would have his Head of House with him. And if it was needed,
He would get his Head of House to contact Lucius, who was placed as Hadrian's Temporary
Magical Guardian, as Sirius was still in Azkaban. The Goblins were working on getting him
a trial, but the process was slow going, due to the Ministry seemingly blocking them at every
turn. Jareth had assured them that he would find a way to get Sirius out, no matter what.
While the quartet were planning, they were also growing closer together as soulmates. At this
point, the most they would feel for Hadrian were protective instincts. As time went on and
Hadrian grew older However, the feelings would change from platonic to romantic. It was the
nature of Soul Bonds/Soulmates with a Younger Bonded/Mate. Hadrian had started exploring
his Metamorphmagus abilities, figuring out how to change his hair and eyes, even how to
change his height and weight. He still preferred his 'Base look' as it was the cutest and most
different from his looks with the blood glamour.
Hadrian had also been able to make friends with some of Draco's Friends, Such as Blaize
Zambini, Pansy Parkinson, Theo Nott, and Daphne Greengrass. They were amazed that there
was a Lord around their age, who was able to goof around and yet be able to follow
Pureblood and Lord Etiquette. He was almost instantly welcomed into their Click, and they
Became almost Inseparable. They could be seen hanging out in either the Malfoy Gardens or
Draco's Room.
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It was around four in the morning on September First, and Hadrian was sitting wrapped in a
blanket in the Malfoy gardens. He was in a beautiful Sakura tree, Charmed to always be in
bloom, its pink petals almost growing ethereally in the moonlight.The tree was on a little
island surrounded by water, which had a small bridge connecting to the main Gardens.
Hadrian was reading a Potions text, with one of his wands giving off a soft light. His blanket
had several warming charms, as even though it was September, it was still England, and the
nights were almost always somewhat cold. He was up early, just so he could see the Sun rise
from the Horizon. It had been a long time since he was able to do so, and he had missed it.
His Dark red hair had been let out of its usual high ponytail, and was fluttering about, loose
Cherry blossom petals Falling into it.
It was around five am before someone had found him up in the tree. "So this is where you
went off to. Lucius, Severus and I were scattered about looking for you, Hadrian. What are
you doing up this early, in a tree of all places?" Thomas asked, walking up to the base of the
tree he was in. "I wanted to see the sunrise, Tom." Hadrian Explained. "It's been so long since
I could witness it in full, and I wanted to see it again. I was always either asleep or locked
away when they occurred." "Ah. Would you like me to get Severus and Lucius so we can
watch it together? You can come down if you wish." Thomas said, smiling up at the young
boy. "I'd like that." Hadrian replied, smiling back.
It took a few moments for Severus and Lucius to get to the Cherry tree, and in that time,
Hadrian had gotten down from the tree and had spread the blanket on the ground, now sitting
in Thomas' lap. Thomas had conjured several little Wisps of light, and placed them at each
corner of the blanket. "So this was the little imp's hiding spot? Quite a nice place on the
grounds, I must say." Severus called out as he and Lucius arrived at the spot. "This is one of
the more secluded spots in the Gardens. Its actually quite peaceful. I had the tree Imported
from Magical Japan." Lucius told Severus, sitting down near Thomas and Hadrian.
As the group sat and talked, Hadrian was enjoying being around his Soulmates. Usually, they
were all busy doing their own thing, so it was sometimes hard to be together like this. The
quartet always tried to spend at least an hour all together, not working on business or plans.
He was just basking in their warmth. It was amazing to him.
Soon enough, the Sun started to rise from the horizon. Hadrian's eyes were filled with
happiness and awe. As it rose, everything was covered in a beautiful golden hue, which
turned Hadrian's hair from its Dark red to looking like moving fire. Whatever happened in the
future, Hadrian was Ready. Nothing would stand in his, or his Soulmate's Way. And that was
a Promise.
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Chapter 7: "Running in the Shadows"
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Chapter 7: "Running in the Shadows"
It was Nine A.M. on September First, and Hadrian, Draco and Lucius were getting ready to
head to Platform Nine-and-Three-Quarters. They would be using the Floo, as the platform
had Fireplaces hooked up to the Floo System on the Magical side. Hadrian was mostly
packed, and was helping Hedwig into her Cage. She had Came back to him during the
Diagon Trip, not letting anyone but Hadrian touch or even buy her. While she looked the
same for the most part, she now sported a small lightning bolt design in the middle of her
Chest, somewhat hidden by larger feathers. Once she was in, he closed the door to her cage,
said "It'll only be until we get to Hogwarts, Hedwig. Once we're there you'll be let out, I
promise."
Soon enough, Everyone was ready and standing in the Floo room. "Alright boys. I will go
through first, to show you how to do it. Take a handful of Floo powder, throw it into the fire,
and say clearly 'Platform Nine-and-Three-Quarters, King's Cross Station', then Step in.
Ready?" Lucius told Draco and Hadrian, clear and Concise. "Ready!" They replied, excited
to finally be leaving for Hogwarts. Lucius took a handful of powder, threw it into the fire,
said the specific words, and Stepped through. Draco was next, holding his trolley with his
Luggage, and Did exactly as his father Instructed. Hadrian was last, also holding his trolley,
and as he stepped through the floo, he remembered to keep moving his feet so he didn't fall
on his face. Once he was through, he was in awe. Sure he had seen it before, but it was still
just as beautiful as it was before.
Lucius helped the boys get their luggage onto the train, Assisted by two redheaded twin boys.
After helping the two get their luggage on the train, Lucius hugged them tight. "Remember to
stick together, no matter what, ok boys? And please owl me after the sorting, so I know what
house you got into." Lucius told them, holding them close before letting go. "We will!" They
chimed, huge grins on their faces. After Lucius stepped away, the Twins introduced
themselves to the Pair. "Good Morning Little Firsties! Fred and George Weasley, Slytherin
Third years, at your Service! May we know your Names, Little Firsties?" The twins said,
speaking at the same time. "I'm Draco Malfoy, and this is Hadrian Potter-Black." At those
words, Fred and George embraced Hadrian, crying slightly. "Harry-kins! We've missed you
so much! Oh it's so great to see you! We remember everything. We are so sorry for what our
family did. Us twins will always be on your side, whether you're as light as a feather or as
dark as obsidian." The twins were speaking in twin-speak, But Hadrian understood
everything. How in Blue Bloody Blazes did they remember?! He was stunned for a moment,
before pulling all three boys into an empty compartment, their luggage following like little
puppy dogs.
After the compartment door closed, Hadrian locked and silenced the compartment, so no one
could come in or overhear their conversation. "Draco, your father told you what's going on,
Correct?" Hadrian asked the blonde, a serious look on his usually angelic and carefree face.
"Correct, Lord Potter-Black. I have also sworn a secrecy vow to keep your secrets just that,
secrets." Draco replied, slightly nervous at the look on the slightly older boy's face. "Good.
This will probably also fall under that Sworn vow. Thought I would give you a Head's up
now." Hadrian replied, now facing the Twins. "Now, what did you two mean when you said
that you remember everything? Death only let me select a few people to remember, and i was
unable to choose you two." "Exactly that, Hadrian. You see, we are Gemini Twins, or one
soul in Two bodies. When You went back, so did our souls. Freddie was Dead when you did
it, which kind of enabled him to remember, which allowed me to remember." George
Explained, taking the reins. "We still don't know how it worked, but we were somehow sent
back a bit further than you were, as we were put into Slytherin this time around. Mum wasn't
exactly happy with that, but the Sorting hat refused to sort us again." Fred stated, a soft yet
serious look on his face. "That's fucking insane, my red heads. Still, I'm kind of glad this
happened. I don't know what I'd do without you boys." Harry said softly, the serious look on
his face fading to more of a soft, fond look.
After their 'chat', Hadrian unlocked and unsilenced the compartment. He and Draco hefted
their trunks onto the Above head storage, and sat down onto the comfy train seats. Fred and
George joined them, and started making joyful conversation. A little bit later, Lee Jordan, a
Gryffindor in the twin's year, joined the group, and showed off his Tarantula, Blossom. Soon
enough, it was Eleven A.M., and it was time for the train to Depart. Surprisingly, Most of the
Weasley Brood Were nowhere to be seen on the Station Platform. It wouldn't be until later
that they found out that the Platform sealed itself a bit before the rest of the brood was able to
get onto the platform, and Ronald had to be Apparated to Hogwarts because he missed the
train. Percy and the Twins were the only Weasleys on the train.
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It was a few hours into their Journey when a bushy haired girl Burst into their compartment.
"Has anyone seen a Toad? Neville here lost his, and we've been searching for it." The girl
said, Instantly being recognized by Hadrian and the Twins to be the Bushy-haired, Know-it-
all Mudblood, Hermione Granger. "We haven't seen one. Maybe try asking a prefect? They'll
be able to locate the toad." Hadrian said, looking bored with the girl already. He was reading
a Herbology book, ignoring the girl Entirely. "That's a good idea. Oh what book are you
reading? I've read all of the books we were assigned for the year already. Hogwarts: A
History is especially a good read." The Bint asked, getting into Hadrian's Personal space.
"What I'm reading is none of your business. Now, weren't you looking for a toad? Shouldn't
you get back to that?" Hadrian drawled, sounding almost exactly like Professor Snape.
Hermione Huffed, spun and walked out of the compartment, slamming the door on the way
out.
Soon enough, it was time to change into their Hogwarts robes. Fred and George conjured a
folding barrier, and split it down the center of the compartment. The boys quickly got dressed
in the Hogwarts uniform robes, and were soon sitting down again. They continued talking,
starting up a small game of exploding snap. Hadrian won, and Showed them how to play
Blackjack, where Draco and George tied in wins.
Finally, The Express came to a stop, and it was time to get off. The boys all stored their
items, while Hadrian split the treats he got from the trolley between the five of them. There
were several things of Pumpkin Pastries, Cauldron Cakes, Sugar Quills, Blood Pops,
Chocolate Frogs, and A few boxes of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Jelly Beans. They each got a
few of each, making a nice haul of snacks for later. As they stepped off the train, Hadrian
took in the Beauty of the Castle. She was sitting Regally on top of the Hill, like a Beacon
Welcoming him Home. There was a welcoming Aura around the place, inviting everyone in.
'This is it,' Hadrian Thought. 'Time to set all Plans into Motion, for good or bad.'
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Chapter 8: "Damn your Love, Damn your Lies"
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Chapter 8: "Damn your Love, Damn your Lies"
Hadrian and Draco had ridden the boats with the other first years, with little fanfare. The only
interesting thing that happened is that someone tipped their boat over, and needed help from
the Giant Squid. Once they made it to the other side, He and Draco helped their fellow
Passengers, Daphne Greengrass and Pansy Parkinson, out of the Boat. As they waited to be
grabbed by a teacher to be taken into the Great Hall to be Sorted, a Redhead wearing hand-
me-down robes bumped into Hadrian, almost knocking him to the ground. "Have Either of
you seen Harry Potter? I've been looking for him." The redhead told them. "Why are you
looking for him? And who are you, anyway. Also, you nearly knocked me over." Hadrian
replied, knowing who the boy was, but wanting to hear him say it. It was Obvious that this
was the Twins' younger brother, Ronald-Fucking-Weasley. "I'm looking for him because
We're going to be the best of friends! I'm Ron, Ron Weasley. Who are you supposed to be?"
Ron said, looking at hadrian in jealousy at his perfectly tailored robes. "It's none of your
business who he is. And it was obvious by your Hand-me-Down robes, the muck on your
face, and the Unkempt hair that you're a Weasley. At least your older brothers know how to
take care of themselves." Draco Responded, a sneer on his face, disgusted with the Red
Headed idiot already.
Ron was about to retort, when some loud gasps were heard. The Hogwarts ghosts had finally
made an appearance, talking loudly amongst themselves. "I swear, if you can't keep Peeves in
line this year, I will have him Exorcized, You hear me! Exorcized!" One was saying, before
they noticed they had an audience. "Oh! Hello children! I do so hope you are sorted into my
house, Hufflepuff always needs new members!" One of the female ghosts exclaimed, looking
as if she wanted to pinch their cheeks. As the ghosts soon went on their way, Minerva
McGonagall soon came to get the Children, leading them in with a Flourish.
As they got into the great hall, Hadrian kept his eyes focused on either his friends or the
Ceiling. Although his Occlumency Shields were up and stronger than ever, he didn't want to
risk Dumbassdork seeing into his mind and ruining everything. Almost immediately, the
Sorting Hat grabbed everyone's attention and Began singing. The song was almost the same
as last time, but there was a new verse added to it which left Hadrian and a Few others
Shocked.
"Oh, you may not think I'm Pretty,
But don't judge on what you See,
I'll eat Myself if You can Find
A Smarter hat Than Me!
You can keep your bowlers Black,
Your top hats sleek and Tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can Cap them All!
There's Nothing hidden in Your Head,
The Sorting Hat can't See,
So try Me On and I Will tell You
Where You ought To Be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at Heart,
Their Daring, Nerve, and Chivalry
Set Gryffindors Apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are Just and Loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And Unafraid of Toil;
Or yet in Wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready Mind,
Where those of Wit and Learning,
Will always find their Kind;
Or Perhaps in Slytherin
You'll Find your Real Friends,

Those Cunning Folk use any Means
To achieve their Ends;
And to those who have Traveled Time to Stop the End
The Sorting hat will Help you to Win
This Sorting will Be Swift and True
Whether your colors are Red, Green, Yellow, or Blue.
So Put me on! Don't be Afraid!
And don't get in a Flap!
You're in Safe Hands (Though I Have None!)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
After the Sorting Hat Finished singing, McGonagall Called out. "When I call your Name,
Step Forward and Sit on the Stool. Abbot, Hannah!" "Hufflepuff!"
"Bones, Susan!" "Hufflepuff!"
On and on the Names kept going. But Hadrian perked up at a few, wondering if they would
go to the same house as last time, or into a different one. "Granger, Hermione!" "Ravenclaw!"
'Different on Hermione then.' "Longbottom, Neville!" "Hufflepuff!" 'Different on Neville,
too.' "Malfoy, Draco!" "Slytherin!" 'Not much change there.' Hadrian thought. Soon enough,
he stopped paying attention until Suddenly, his name was Called.
"Potter-Black, Hadrian!" McGonagall called out, looking slightly perplexed at the Name.
Dumblefumble looked as pale as a Sheet. Hadrian walked primly to the stool and sat down.
Once the Hat was on his head, he heard it speak in his mind. 'Well, what have we here? A
lord of multiple houses, the Master of Death, and you came back for a Do-over to fix
everything. My oh my, such tenacity. You'd fit in any of the Houses, but as the Lord of Two
of them, you can pick one and break the four way Tie. Which one will you pick?' 'Slytherin.'
Hadrian replied in his head. 'You said I'd be great there before, I know that now.' 'Well then,
Better be-' "Slytherin!" The hat called out into the open. Hadrian handed the hat to
McGonagall, and Walked to sit by Draco, who had saved him a seat by the Twins. The rest of
the Sorting went as normal, and the last person to be sorted was Blaize, who went into
Slytherin, and sat by Draco and Hadrian. A few moments later, Platters of different foods
showed up onto the House Tables. Hadrian had a few potion bottles appear by his plate, and
knowing what they were, drank them immediately, washing it down with some pumpkin
juice. He grabbed some Roasted ham, Mashed potatoes, Green beans, and added some gravy
to his potatoes. He ate quietly, ignoring most of the students around him, except for Draco
and the Twins.
After eating and listening to Fumblewhore's 'Brilliant Speech', The prefects led everyone to
their common rooms. The Slytherin common rooms were on the Second floor of the
Dungeons, past the Hufflepuff common room and the Kitchens. Hadrian hadn't been called to
the Headmaster's office yet, but knew it would happen Soon. The Slytherin common room
was Protected by a Portrait of Salazar Slytherin, and the password changed every week. This
week the password was 'Blueblood'. The common room was framed by a Fireplace on one
side, and A large Window showing the Great Lake on the other. Once everyone was settled in
the common room, the prefects introduced themselves. They were Sixth year Gemma Farley,
and Seventh year Derrick Graham. They explained the rules, and told them that if there were
any problems to get their Head of House, Severus Snape, or one of the Prefects. After their
welcoming to the first years, they were left to their own devices. Draco and Hadrian were
guided to their room by Fred and George, whom they were sharing a room with. Every first
year was paired up with an older student, whom they would share a room with. As the twins
couldn't be separated, they had to share with two others, which happened to be Hadrian and
Draco. There was a mini common room, with doors leading to their bedrooms, so there was
privacy. Each room had a private bath.
As Hadrian finished writing his letter to Lucius and got ready for bed, he wondered what the
next few days would bring. After all so much had changed, even at Hogwarts. He just hoped
there was no 'End of the Year Near Death experience'. He had enough of those last time.
Hadrian laid down on his Four poster Canopy bed, and closed his eyes. Whatever happened,
he was ready.
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Chapter 9: "Thunder Only Happens When It's Raining"
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Chapter 9: "Thunder Only Happens When it's Raining"
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It was around Six a.m. when Hadrian woke up. He went into his dorm bathroom, did his
business, and took a shower. After, he brushed and dried his hair, braiding it and putting it
into a Bun, adorned with his signature Black Bow. As he went back into his room to get
ready, he cast the tempus spell, to see how long he had to get ready. He had at least forty
minutes before everyone else got up to do as he wished. He put on his uniform, opting to go
with a Slytherin green bow instead of a tie. Once he was done, he grabbed his Backpack, and
headed into the Shared common room and sat in a Comfy armchair to read.
About thirty minutes later, Draco, Fred and George walked out of their rooms, ready to start
the Day. "Morning Hadrian." Draco said, rubbing his eyes slightly. "Morning boys, how did
you sleep?" He replied, putting his book away in his bag. "Alright/Pretty good." The three
replied at the same time, sitting down on the couch near him. "We have at least twenty
minutes before the prefects round us up to bring us to the Great Hall." Fred told the two First
Years, smiling slightly. "Yeah. We can head there early, but it isn't recommended. Are you
two ready for your First day of classes?" George asked, a mischievous smirk painting his
face. "I'd hope so. As long as Bumblebutt doesn't call me to his office. But that's a fool's
wish." Hadrian replied, sighing slightly.
Just as Fred told them, twenty minutes later, Derrick Graham came to get them for breakfast.
All of the Slytherins gathered in the Main Common Room, before Heading to the Great hall.
Once there, The quartet sat together near Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Blaize
Zambini, and Theodore Nott. They made polite conversation throughout breakfast, until their
Mail arrived.
Hadrian had taken two letters from Hedwig, One from Lucius, the other from the
Headmaster. He groaned, cursing his luck slightly. "I was right, boys. I'm being called to his
Office after breakfast. Wish me luck." Hadrian told his group, a pout on his face. Lucius'
letter was much better, congratulating him on his sorting and letting him know he could get in
touch with him and Thomas by asking Severus or writing a letter. They all finished their
breakfasts, and waited for their schedules to be passed out by their Head of House. Once
Severus got to Hadrian and his friends, Hadrian spoke up. "Excuse me Professor Snape. I've
been called up to the Headmaster's office, and was wondering if it would trouble you to
accompany me as my Head of House?" "No trouble, Mr.Potter-Black. Wait till after breakfast
is done, and we shall head up there together." Severus responded, his resting bitch face on
full display.
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It was about Eight a.m. before all of the schedules were passed out and breakfast was over.
Once all of the students headed towards their classes or to the library, Hadrian and Severus
trekked up to the Headmaster's office. Once at the Gargoyle, Severus uttered the Password,
which was 'Blood Pops'. As they entered, they were hit with the scent of Lemon and Old
biddy. It was pungent, and almost able to be cut with a knife. Fawkes was nowhere to be
seen, his perch empty. "Harry, My boy! Come, have a seat! Severus, I thank you for escorting
Mr.Potter here. You can go now." The walking fashion disaster stated, the twinkle in his eyes
somewhat blinding. "I was asked by Mr.Potter-Black to stay as his Head of House, so I shall."
Severus sneered, disgusted at the twinkle in the Old Asshat's eye. "Also, for one i'm not your
boy, sir. And for two, I do not know you, so please address me as Lord Potter-Black,
Headmaster. My name is not nor has it ever been 'Harry', Headmaster, please try to remember
that." Hadrian said, sitting in the seat closest to his head of house. His face was blank as the
old coot fumbled for a moment before returning to normal, the twinkle in his eye still there,
but almost dim. "Ah, yes, My apologies Lord Potter-Black. I shall try not to let it happen
again." He replied, sitting in his chair. "Lemon Drop?" "No/No thank you." the two replied,
blank as a new piece of paper.
"I'm sure you're wondering why I've called you in here, yes? Well I was wondering how you
were fairing in your House here in Hogwarts. Gryffindor was your Parents' house here, didn't
you know. How are the other Slytherins treating you?" Dumbledore asked, getting straight to
the point. "I've been faring well, Headmaster Dumbledore. Everyone has been really nice to
me. I did not know that about my parents, so I thank you for the information. But I'm sure
that's not all you called me in here for. I doubt every student here gets a one-on-one with you
just to discuss how they're doing." Hadrian replied, looking slightly bored with the
Bumblebee's Deceptions. "You'd be correct, Lord Potter-Black. I must ask where you've been
for the past couple weeks. Your family must have missed you, I presume. As your Magical
Guardian, I behoove you to tell me." The man stated, the twinkle at full brightness. Hadrian
kept his eyes away from Dumbledore's as he responded. "It is no business of yours where I
was, Headmaster Dumbledore. You are not my Magical Guardian, and I do not have to
disclose my whereabouts to you. As for my relatives, I highly doubt they miss me. If that is
all, Headmaster? I do have classes to get to." Dumbledore was shaking in hidden rage. 'How
dare that little upstart talk to me like that! Keep calm Albus, getting him back under control
will take time.' "That was everything, Lord Potter-Black. You are free to leave at your
leisure." He told the boy, rising from his desk. Hadrian excused himself, with Severus a few
paces behind him.
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The first year Slytherins were mostly paired with the Hufflepuffs, but had Transfiguration,
Potions, and Defence Against the Dark Arts with the Gryffindors. Three of the most
dangerous classes with the Volatile Lions. As Hadrian headed to Transfiguration, he was
joined by Draco and Blaize. They started up a quaint conversation, talking about the uses of
the subject in everyday life. They Were some of the first to arrive, even after Hadrian's
meeting with the headmaster. As they walked into the room, they passed McGonagall's desk,
which had a very familiar cat laying on it. The trio went and found a seat in the back, wanting
to be away from the front. As the time for class to start approached, more and more students
arrived and sat down. Once class started the doors shut. But a few moments later, the door
burst open and Ron Weasley and Dean Thomas entered, wheezing. "We made it! And
McGonagall's not here yet!" Ron said, catching his breath. "Are you so sure of that,
Mr.Weasley. Maybe I should transfigure you into a map and Mr.Thomas into a clock so you
both can find your way here on time." McGonagall said, transforming from a cat into her
normal self. "Get to your seats, class is about to start."
The rest of the class, and the rest of the day, went almost the same as last time. Hadrian had
finished his homework, and was getting ready for bed. He was lucky Ron hadn't tried to
approach him yet, but he knew it would be coming soon. He threw on his Pajamas, and
dimmed the lights before climbing into bed. As he shut his eyes, He wondered what would
happen next.
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Chapter 10: "Players Only Love You When They're Playing"
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Chapter 10: "Players Only Love You When They’re Playing"
Main title from Who is she, by I Monster. Chapter title from Dreams, by Fleetwood Mac.
It was Friday, which for Hadrian meant Defence Against the Dark Arts, then a Double class
of Potions, all with The Gryffindors. It was only breakfast, and he was already dreading it.
Knowing that the blowout with Ron was oncoming. He was sitting with his group again,
which consisted of Draco, Fred and George, Blaize, Daphne, Pansy and a few others. Hadrian
and Severus had already decided to not act hostile to each other before coming to Hogwarts,
there was no real point to it. After all, why would his Head of House be rude to one of his
own Slytherins? It really wouldn’t make sense.
During the week, if Hadrian wasn’t in class or with the other Slytherins, he was hiding in
either the Library or in Severus’ Office. It was the most effective way to avoid his Ex-
Friends, for the most part. Hermione was always in the library with some of the other
Ravenclaw Girls, studying and talking about Academics. It seemed to mellow her out, being
with others who understood her interests. Neville really blossomed with the Hufflepuffs. He
went from nervous to Social and Jubilant. Hadrian wasn’t really close with him, but they
talked during classes when they would be paired up together. Neville was also using his own
wand instead of his father’s, which was a welcome change.
Poor Quirrell was still the Defence Teacher, but since the Dark Lord wasn’t on the back of
the man’s head, Quirrell wasn’t wearing that stupid turban. He wasn’t stuttering, and he
didn’t act meak and pathetic, unlike last time. The twins had told Hadrian about how this
time around, Quirrell was a Teacher worth his Salt. Supposedly, he was on par with Remus
when he taught during Third Year. Hadrian was actually kind of excited for Defence classes
this year.
An hour later, Hadrian and the other Slytherin first years headed to the Defence classroom.
Hadrian was in the middle of the group, his hair in a braided bun tied with his Signature
black bow. He put it up in preparation for potions, as he didn’t want anything to get in it, or
have it fall into whatever they were making. As they entered the classroom, Hadrian and
Draco headed up to the back right, to be as far away from any Gryffindors as possible. While
Hadrian looked vastly different from the ‘Harry Potter’ Persona, after the Sorting, he was
easily recognizable due to his last name. On Tuesday, a few brave Ravenclaws had come up
to him in the library to ask him if he was really Harry Potter. He set them straight, saying that
he was, but that the name was put on him by others, and that he was using the name his
Parents gave him. He knew damn well it was only a matter of time before Ron had his blow
out, and threw a bloody tantrum. Hadrian wanted to wait until potions for it, as it would be
easier to get the boy in trouble for it with Severus than any other teacher.
Once everyone was sitting in their seats, Quirrell took attendance with little fanfare. Hadrian
could see in the corner of his eye that Ron was glaring at him with Envy and Rage. Hadrian
ignored him and focused on the lesson that was Just starting. They were starting with the
basic introduction, and learning the expelliarmus spell, which would take weapons from your
attacker and bring them to you. It was a useful spell, as Hadrian could attest to using it a lot
during the first go around. It was his go to spell during the war, after all. They were paired up
with their desk partners to practice the spell, and Hadrian and Draco were quick to start
practicing. They got it on their first tries, With Hadrian letting Draco go first. Ron was with
Seamus, who had accidentally set Ron’s Robes alight with a small flame. It was easily put
out, as it was at the bottom of them instead of near the Redhead’s face. Quirrell had given the
Slytherin Duo 10 points each, and had congratulated them on getting it on the first go. They
were told to practice it a few more times, and that after they could work on some work from
their other classes. Hadrian had already finished his Work for his other classes, so after
finishing he had pulled out his Potions textbook to go over everything before his next class.
Soon enough, Defence was over, and Quirrell had given them A two foot essay on the uses
for an expelliarmus spell as homework. They had lunch before potions, so he and his fellow
first years headed to the Great Hall to eat. Hadrian had grabbed a sandwich with ham,
cucumbers, and mayo with a few crisps and a glass of Pumpkin juice, as to have something
light yet filling. He took his potions before eating, as although he was approaching being at
full health, he wasn’t there quite yet. Although potions helped immensely, Rome wasn’t built
in a day, so it would take at least a few more months before he was taken off his potions
regime. After eating, Hadrian, Draco, and a few other Slytherin First Years headed down to
the potions lab early, hoping to get there before the Gryffindors had started their nonsense.
It was a few minutes later, once the Slytherins and Gryffindors were waiting outside the door
to the lab for Class to start, that Ron opened his mouth and spoke loudly to Hadrian, who was
quietly chatting with Draco up until that point. “Oi! Why didn’t you tell me you were Harry
Potter Before the Sorting, Mate? After all, we were supposed to be friends, Harry!” My name
isn’t Harry, it’s Hadrian, Weasley. You of all people should be able to get that right. I didn’t
tell you because I didn’t want to. Why would I be friends with a loud, annoying Prat?”
Hadrian replied, already done with the conversation. “That’s just it Harry! Can’t you see that
those slimy Slytherins have infected you? You aren’t even using your real name! You’re
supposed to be a Gryffindor, for Merlin’s sake! All Slytherins are Dark, Mate. They’re all
evil snakes, waiting to strike at just the right moment. You should get re-sorted and join me in
Gryffindor, where you won’t be infected by them!” It was at this point that Severus stepped
out, Glaring at the young Gryffindor with Disdain. “First of all, Mr.Weasley, Snakes are not
slimy, they are smooth. Second of all, Not all Slytherins are Dark or Evil. Would you call
your Brothers Evil? How about Merlin Himself? Third of all, the hat put Mr.Potter-Black into
Slytherin for a reason. There will be no resorting unless he wishes to. Twenty Points from
Gryffindor and a Week’s worth of Detentions with Mr.Filch. Now, all of you, into the
Classroom!” He barked, his resting bitch face present as always.
As they entered the classroom, Hadrian and Draco claimed the front middle lab station for
themselves. Ron had meekly headed towards the back, sitting with Dean on the right of the
classroom. Severus took attendance then started his introduction. “You are here to learn the
subtle science and exact art of potion-making. As there is little foolish wand-waving here,
many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the
beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of
liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses. I can
teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death—if you aren't as big a bunch of
dunderheads as I usually have to teach." It was the same as always, and Hadrian had written
down every word. “Now, Mr.Weasley. What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel
to an infusion of wormwood?" “I don’t know, sir.” “Figures a Gryffindor wouldn’t open a
book. Five points From Gryffindor. Mr.Malfoy, Same question.” “Asphodel and wormwood
make a sleeping potion known as Drought of Living Death, Professor.” Draco responded,
speaking in a clear voice. “Very good. Mr.Potter-Black, Where would I find a Bezoar?” “In
the Stomach of a Goat, Professor Snape.” Hadrian said, loud enough to be heard. “Finally,
Mr.Zambini, What is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?” “Nothing
Professor, they are the same plant. They are also known as Aconite.” Blaize said, sitting with
Daphne near Draco and Hadrian. “Wonderful. Five points for each of you for opening a book
before coming to class. Well, Why aren’t the rest of you writing this down?” Severus said,
pride hidden behind his eyes. “You will be brewing the Cure for Boils. Ingredients are in the
left Cupboard. Get to it!”
As Draco went to grab their ingredients, Hadrian flipped open his potions book to the correct
page. He had memorized the recipe by heart, but it was always good to double check. They
had soon gotten started, Draco and Hadrian taking turns for prepping the ingredients and
taking care of the potion itself. They were almost finished, when they heard a loud ‘Boom!’
They turned to look at where the noise had come from, and saw that Dean and Ron’s
Cauldron had been melted, and their potion, if one could call it that, had covered Dean. “Idiot
boys! I suspect you added porcupine quills to the potion before taking it off the fire?
Mr.Weasley, take him up to the hospital wing at once. And another Twenty points for not
stopping him, just to make yourself look good.” Severus called out, vanishing their failed
mess with a wave of his wand. Ron had escorted Dean to the hospital wing with the swiftness
of a dog running away with its tail between its legs. The rest of the class had returned back to
their potions, finishing and bottling them with no more interruptions. After the potions were
bottled and set on Severus’ desk, Severus had released the class to go where they wished
after giving them their homework, which was a three foot essay on the properties and uses of
Wolfsbane. Hadrian, Draco, and a few of the other Slytherins headed to the Library to work
on their homework, so they didn’t have to worry about it over the weekend.
Soon enough, it was time for dinner, and Hadrian sat with his group once more. He had told
his Twins about their brother’s outburst, and they had looked displeased. “We can take care of
him for you, Hades.” They said, using their new nickname for Hadrian. “No, no. I have plans
for him, boys. Don’t worry, I’ll be able to take care of him soon enough. There’s no need for
you to commit Fratricide. We are civilized beings.” Hadrian told them, a wicked smirk on his
face. They soon headed down to their common rooms for the night, getting ready to face a
new dawn at the old Castle. ‘Oh yes,’ Hadrian thought. ‘Ron will get his comeuppance soon.
Maybe some spiders, charmed to follow him wherever he goes? Or invisible insects crawling
all over him? So many possibilities!’ it was with those final thoughts that Hadrian had finally
fallen asleep in his bed, ready to see what else the future held.
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Chapter 11: "Just Like a White-Winged Dove"
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Chapter 11: “Just Like a White-Winged Dove”
Main title from Who is She, By I Monster. Chapter Title from Edge of Seventeen, By Stevie
Nicks.
It was Halloween, or Samhain to some. The Most awful day in Hadrian’s Life for so many
years. Every year, like clockwork, something bad happens. First his parents dying, every
damn debacle during Hogwarts, Hell he found Ginny in bed with someone else on
Halloween. He hoped nothing would happen today, but that was a fool’s dream. Something
was going to happen today, he could feel it in the fucking air. He just didn’t know if it would
be the same thing again, or something different entirely. On a different note, Ron had been
mercilessly pranked throughout the weeks leading up to now. From his hair and skin flashing
between colors, to invisible insects, to even his clothes and hair changing and giving a
brilliant performance of ‘Barbie Girl’ in the middle of the great hall. Most of these pranks
were done by Hadrian, but a few were by Fred and George. Hell, the Barbie Girl prank was
done by Neville, of all people.
Hadrian had Herbology, History of Magic, and Charms, seeing as it was a thursday. All
classes he shared with the Hufflepuffs. He usually paired up with Neville in Herbology, as the
boy was a prodigy even now. Charms was usually between Deaco and Neville, as it was a
tossup on who he wanted to be with at the time. Fillius Flitwick had no problems with
students from other houses pairing up, he saw it as a good thing. Neither did Pomona Sprout,
who was always so happy to see students branching out and making friends with different
houses. It was a lovely change from the hostility seen with some older students and their
houses, namely Gryffindor and Slytherin.
Hadrian and Lucius were exchanging letters still, with Lucius having a letter from Thomas to
give to the boy every now and then. Mostly checking up on the Potter-Black Lord, but also
sometimes just some gossip heard from the grapevine about Fumbles McGee and his Cronies.
It was a welcome change to before. Hadrian had also gotten letters from Gringotts, updating
him on his Vaults and Investments. Jareth hadn’t sent anything just yet, but Hadrian had a
feeling that it would be soon, and it wouldn’t be sent by Hedwig or some regular owl. Jareth
was too dramatic for that. No doubt the man would come deliver anything for Hadrian
himself, in his Beautiful Owl form.
After that first blow up Ron had, Hadrian had taken to avoiding the rat-boy like the plague.
He didn’t want to deal with his bullshit at any point. He was more annoying than a swarm of
wasps, and Hadrian would take the wasps over hanging around the Redhead for even a
minute more than necessary for classes. Even then, Ron was still trying to talk to Hadrian,
though had been blocked by Draco, his brothers, and even Severus at almost every turn. Ron
had single-handedly lost Gryffindor over One-Hundred points, keeping the house in the
negatives no matter how many points the other members of the house had accrued.
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As Hadrian headed to the Greenhouses, he was joined by his favorite hufflepuff Neville, who
started an animated conversation with the Red Headed Slytherin. He was talking
enthusiastically about what they would be learning in class, happy to be working with the
plants he so adored. They were flanked by Draco and Blaize, who had joined in, adding
comments here and there. They were headed to Greenhouse One, where the least dangerous
plants were, and where the first years mostly learned during the year. Greenhouses Two
through Seven were for the older students, and housed more and more dangerous plants that
they would learn about through the years.
They would be learning and helping with the Ticklish Tulips and Laughing Lilies today, as
some had gotten too big for their pots and Professor Sprout needed some help re-potting
them. It was also a good learning experience for the firsties, as they could learn in real time
the best ways to take care of them. The class period was easy and steady going, which was
good for everyone involved.
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History of magic was the same, with Binns still droning on about the same Goblin Wars as
always. Most used it as a nap period, but some used it to work on homework for other
classes. For hadrian, it was always a tossup between the two. If he didn’t have anything for
other classes to work on, he would either read or take a catnap before lunchtime. They
usually had two to three classes a day, as to space things out and get them used to Hogwarts
as a whole. Electives would come in Second Year, including but not limited to Divination,
Care of Magical Creatures, Arithmancy, Runes, and Magical Theory. Their schedules would
also expand, adding more of their main classes into the days, as they were older and
understood the layout of Hogwarts almost like the back of their hand. But for now, some
classes were only once or twice a week.
Today was a day that Hadrian had a few assignments to work on, so there would be no
napping in Binns’ Class for him and a few others. He worked swiftly while listening to
Binns’s droning and dull voice teach the same thing once more. Hadrian hoped lunch would
arrive soon enough, listening to the same thing over and over got boring and ridiculous after
a while.
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It was finally dinner time, when the ‘Main Event’ so to speak, usually happened. If not then,
a little bit after it, but never before it. The tables in the great hall were loaded with sweets,
except for the Slytherin and Hufflepuff tables. There were still sweet treats, but in small
quantities. Instead of a buffet of candy, there were plates of regular dinner fare, so they didn’t
stuff themselves into a sugar-induced hyperactive craze. Severus already had to provide a
fuckton of anti-nausea potions to Poppy Pomfrey just for that night, and did not want his
Slytherins adding to that fire of sick students who would get hyped up on sugar, and
eventually get so sick that they flooded into the Hospital Wing. Quirrell was not present, but
Hadrian had a feeling he knew why.
Soon enough, the man in question came screaming into the Great Hall. “Hellhound!
Hellhound in the Dungeons! Thought you oughta know…” Quirrell trailed off, passing out in
a dead faint and landing hard onto the ground. The students started screaming in fear of what
they had just heard until in a lud, Booming voice Bumblebitch called out. “Silence!” he cried.
“Calm yourselves. I and the other teachers will go take care of the beast. Prefects! Please take
your charges back to their common rooms. Dinner will be served to you there.”
Hellhounds were incredibly dangerous, as Hadrian remembered from his original Third Year
Defence Against the Dark Arts class. They could only be seen by those who had seen death,
like Thestrals, or those who had made a deal with a Crossroads demon and their time was up.
They were black, with red eyes, and looked similar to a mix of a Grim and a Rottweiler. They
could be incredibly vicious, unless given specific commands by their owner, or one used the
universal commands. Hadrian had met a Duo of hunters once when chasing down Rouge
Death Eaters in America During the first timeline, who called them ‘Demonic Pit Bulls’.
Hadrian had also met a Demon who had one called ‘Juliet’, who let Hadrian pet her. The
Demon had also taught him the Universal commands for hellhounds, which could be spoken
in almost any Non Human Language, including Parseltongue.
Draco suddenly called out, breaking Hadrian from his Thoughts. “The Slytherin and
Hufflepuff Common Rooms are in the Dungeons!” the blond yelled, loud enough that
everyone could hear. “Are you seriously trying to get us killed! What if we run into the
Hellhound? Surely you don’t want to put students at risk?!” The Queen Bee of Fashion
Disasters paled for a moment, before finally speaking. “Ah, yes, well the Slytherin and
Hufflepuff students may stay in the Great hall until things are sorted. The rest of you may
head up to your common rooms.” Dumblewhore said, before leaving the Great hall with the
other teachers.
A few moments later, Daphne ran up to Hadrian, Draco and the Twins. “Have any of you
seen Pansy? I couldn’t find her in the great hall!” she cried out, tears falling down her face.
“We haven’t seen her. Why, what’s wrong?” Hadrian replied slowly, seeing where this was
going. Daphne started crying harder. “Well, Ron had called her some awful names in the halls
after classes, insinuating she looked like a dog and that she would only be good for rolling on
her back and giving herself to anyone who asked. She had run crying into the second floor
girl’s bathroom crying her eyes out. I went and comforted her a bit, but she sent me away
saying that she would be at the feast tonight, But she’s not here! Pansy’s probably still in the
bathroom! She doesn’t know about the Hellhound! Please, we have to go get her and bring
her back!” Hadrian looked worried, before responding to the heavily crying girl. “Well, that
settles it. Come on Daphne, we’ll go get her and bring her back before anyone notices. You
boys coming?” the other three nodded, before they all left the great hall to go get their friend.
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They had gotten to the bathrooms quickly enough, but were startled to hear Pansy screaming,
along with deep growls and barks. It seemed as if the Hellhound wasn’t in the dungeons after
all. Hadrian was quick to call out to Pansy. “Pansy! Is there any way you can get away from
the Hellhound?” Pansy responded quickly, her breaths shallow and labored. “No! I’m trapped
in a stall! I can’t see where it is! I don’t wanna risk it!” The five looked at each other, before
Draco spoke up. “Do any of you know how to stop a hellhound? We need to get to her, but
we haven’t covered hellhounds in class.” Both Hadrian and the twins nodded, before Fred
started to speak. “We covered it in DADA last week, but unless you have actual salt or some
powdered unicorn horn, then we can’t stop it. Conjured salt won’t work on them. There’s
some universal commands, but we weren't taught them. Hadrian, do you have any ideas?” the
group turned to look at the aforementioned boy, who sighed before speaking. “I know the
commands to make them heel. A ‘friend’ taught them to me just in case. Just don’t be
surprised if I start speaking another language. I can also see them, due to seeing someone die
after all.” Hadrian stepped up to the entrance of the bathroom, and called out to Pansy.
“Pansy! I know how to make it stop! I’m Going to come in now,Alright?!” Pansy shrieked
out a reply. “Alright! But hurry! I can hear it getting closer!”
As Hadrian stepped inside of the bathroom, he saw exactly where the Hellhound was. It was
right by the second to last stall, growling and snarling. For some reason, there was a Green
Bow around its neck, reminiscent of the red one he had seen around Juliet that one time. This
hellhound was either owned or a present for someone, and hadrian hoped it was the first.
Hadrian shook off his shock, and began calling out the Commands in Parseltongue. “
Ssssstand Down! ” He called out, his words loud and concise. The Hellhound came to a
complete stop, turning and cocking its head at the boy. “ Come Here and Ssssit Down. Now! ”
Hadrian called out, a sneer decorating his face as he stared down the Hellhound. The hound
did as told, going to sit by Hadrian’s feet, head facing the ground. “Pansy!” Hadrian called
out, staring at the Hellhound in curiosity. “You can come out now, it won’t try to attack you
anymore. It’s under control.” Pansy cautiously opened the Last stall door, before scurrying
out of it. She went and stood near Hadrian, as the others from the group entered the
Bathroom. As Hadrian looked at the hellhound, he noticed a note attached to the Hound’s
Collar, Which usually implied a gift. He pulled the note off of the Hound’s collar and began
to read it.
Dear Harry/Hadrian/Whatever you’re going by,
I was recently informed by ‘Death’ that you had reset the timeline. I somehow
remembered, while the rest of the demons and people where I am, didn’t. Supposedly,
this was a weird unforeseen thing that happened, but I thank you for it. Now I can do
things over myself, and Learn from my mistakes. You remember My Hellhound, Juliet
right? Well she had puppies a bit recently, so I decided to give one to you as a present. I
already went over it with Death, who cleared me giving it to you. She will listen to your
commands only, as not even the universal ones work on her, which was a precaution
done by Death. She should get to you by Halloween, maybe a bit later. She doesn’t have
a name, as I have left that up to you. She doesn’t require much, and will be easy to care
for. There is a small trunk for her hanging on her collar, with a Large space for her to
play in. I assume you will want to get her into it as soon as possible. Sorry for any chaos
I’ve caused (Not Really!).
Ta-Ta for Now,
Crowley
Hadrian was shocked, but found the aforementioned trunk, enlarged it, Ushered the hound
into it, closed it, and reshrunk it before putting it into his pocket. His friends looked at him in
shock, before Draco asked. “Mate, what the hell was that? You just grabbed a shrunken trunk,
and ushered what I'm assuming was the hellhound into it. Also what were you speaking? It
sounded like a snake’s hissing?” Hadrian sighed, before looking at his friends and speaking.
“I’ll tell you guys later, along with Professor Snape. But we need to get back to the Great
Hall before anyone catches us. Come on!”
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They were able to make it back to the Great Hall without any teachers finding them, and went
to sit back at their table. After a thorough sweep of the castle and the grounds, the Teachers
returned to the great hall and sent them to their Common Rooms. They would be making an
announcement to the rest of the students in the morning, but for now only they and the
Hufflepuff and Slytherin students knew they couldn’t find the Hellhound anywhere on the
grounds of their School. Everyone thought Quirrell had probably seen something that wasn’t
there and thought it was a real threat. He was still a nervous wreck from the Vampires, after
all.
Soon after returning to their common rooms, Hadrian and his group Knocked on Severus’
office door. He welcomed them in, thinking it would be a simple meeting. He was soon
proven otherwise when Hadrian had told him what had happened, albeit removing a few
aspects. “So let me get this straight.” Severus started, shock written in his eyes. “Pansy got
trapped in a bathroom because Ronald Weasley said some frankly appalling things and the
Hellhound went after her. You five went to get her, thinking the hellhound was in the
Dungeons like Quirrell said, Instead finding it in the Girl’s restroom. Hadrian was somehow
able to get it to stop and come to him. It turns out to be a gift for him from someone. He puts
it into the trunk that came with the Hound, and went back to the Great Hall, all without
getting caught.” At the end of his mini rant, the six students nodded. “Well then, Twenty
points for each of you for saving a friend in trouble, and not getting caught. If anyone asks, it
was for Tremendous academic prowess. You can return to your rooms, except for Hadrian,
Fred and George.” At that, Draco and the girls left and headed to their rooms. “Now, Why
don’t you tell me the full story.” Severus said, giving them a small smile. Hadrian just handed
the Potions Professor the note that was attached to the Hellhound, who was still unnamed,
and waited for his reaction.
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Severus let Hadrian keep the Hellhound in the end, as only he could control it. Severus let
him know that it had to be kept in the trunk unless at Malfoy Manor or one of his properties.
Before fully getting ready for bed, Hadrian went into the Trunk that his Hellhound was in,
and Played with her for a bit. He also gave her her new name, which was ‘Persephone’ After
the Greek Goddess of spring and Queen of the Underworld. She seemed to love her new
name, peppering Hadrian with doggy kisses. He soon left Persephone to her own devices,
reminding himself to introduce her to Hedwig soon. As he laid in his bed, ready to go to
sleep, he wondered What, or Who would come into play next.
Chapter End Notes
Sorry it took a bit, Focus was mostly gone today! but hey, Longer chapter than normal! I
really let my muse take me wherever it wanted today. What do you think of Persephone?
I was debating on Letting Hadrian keep the hellhound or not, but let him keep it instead
of getting rid of her. Imagine him going to war with a big ass hellhound at his beck and
call! As always, let me know what you think, as your Beautiful comments help me write
more! Hope you have a Good Morning/Afternoon/Night! <3
Chapter 12: "Sings a Song, Sounds Like She's Singing"
Chapter Notes
Chapter 12: “Sings a Song, Sounds Like She's Singing”
Nicks.
Dumbledore was furious. He was awoken early the morning after the Halloween Feast by an
Annoyed Severus Snape and a frighteningly Irate Minerva McGonagall. Apparently the
youngest Weasley had said some ’Concerning’ things to one of the Slytherin girls. He didn’t
see a problem with it, Ronald was probably right anyway. He couldn’t lose one of his best
pawns for even a moment. Not that Ronald was a good pawn. The boy couldn’t even steer his
Most valuable pawn in the right direction. Somehow Harry had gone into Slytherin, Lost the
Glamours Dumbledore put on him, and even knew about his Titles. The blasted boy was
supposed to remain Ignorant, for Merlin’s sake! But it didn't matter. Hopefully he will be able
to fix the situation, and soon. It was no good to have an unruly pawn in this Game of Chess.
“Are you even listening to me, Albus?!” Minerva’s voice cut into his internal monologue.
“Honestly. Did you even hear anything we had to say, or were you just off in LaLa land in
your head? Dumbledore put a wise smile on his face before speaking. “I believe we were just
talking about Ronald Weasley’s punishment? Surely some detention would work well. It’s not
as if he caused any bodily harm to the girl.” His tone was confident, with a demeaning
undertone. Minerva’s face got red, Before she started to shout at the old man. “No, Albus!
Detention won’t ‘Work well’ as you put it. The boy already has enough detentions to last him
past Winter Hols. And don’t even get me started on how many points he’s lost his house. He
doesn’t seem to even care. He needs a stricter punishment.” At this Severus decided to butt in
with a suggestion. “Well, if the point deductions and detentions aren’t working, What about
suspension? Surely we can do that? It’s been done with some of the other students before.”
Dumbledore paled, before speaking his peace. “Surely there’s no need to be that drastic? It
was just a few words, nothing more.”
At those final words from their ‘illustrious headmaster’, Minerva seemed to get even redder
before yelling at the Old Codger. “There is every need to be that Drastic, you Old Codger! It
wasn’t just ‘A few words’, Albus! This was severe bullying, which could have sent a young
girl to be Mauled by a Hellhound, Whether or not it was real! I agree with Severus,
Suspension would be best. For about, let’s say two weeks? Seems fair enough. And I know
Molly or Arthur would be happy to send him to his Aunt Muriel’s.” Severus nodded and
added his own comment. “Two weeks seems appropriate. If you do not agree with us Albus, I
will be forced to get the rest of the teachers and even the School Board involved. Miss
Parkinson’s Father is on the School Board, and I'm sure he would just Love to hear how the
bullying of his daughter was ‘Just a few words, Nothing More’.”
Severus had a smug smirk on his face, which was partially hidden by his hair. He knew damn
well that Albus Fumblewhore would not want the School Board to be contacted. It would
show just how bad the ‘Great and Powerful Dumbledore’ had fallen if he didn’t take this
seriously. Hell, Fawthorn Parkinson could even Sue for Emotional Damages on Behalf of his
daughter against both the youngest Weasley and Dumbledore, for not punishing the boy and
allowing it to happen.
Dumbledore knew he was trapped between a rock and a hard place, and decided to concede.
For now at least. He sighed before speaking. “Alright, alright. There's no need to bring
anyone else into this. Ronald Weasley will be Suspended until November Fifteenth, Effective
Immediately. Will one of you go get him while I Floo call his Parents?” The twinkle in his
eyes was gone, making him look as old as he truly was. McGonagall nodded her head, and
simply said, “I’ll go get Mister Weasley, Albus. I am his Head of House, after all.” Soon
after, she and Severus departed, heading off to do what they needed to.
Throughout all of this, Fawkes was surprisingly absent. He had been gone since Albus’s first
meeting with the Potter brat. Dumbledore didn’t know where the blasted bird went, but since
the Forced Familiar Bond was still active, he didn’t care. Fawkes would be forced to come to
him when he called, and the Bond could only be unbroken by another Wixen.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was Breakfast time for the students, and Hadrian noticed that Ron was nowhere to be seen.
He and the rest of his group were hoping to prank him for the utter Bullshite he said to Pansy.
Just because she was in a different house, didn’t mean he could say those things to another
person, no matter what they looked like. Pansy didn’t even look like a dog like Ron had
insinuated, She looked like a normal girl, just like the rest of the female students.
Unsurprisingly, Mr.Fashion Disaster made an announcement about the Hellhound, Telling

everyone of the student body that while they had searched the place top to bottom, there was
no sign of any Hellhound. Surprisingly however, was the announcement of Ron’s
Suspension. Apparently he would be suspended for two weeks, and would be at home for that
time. It was surprising that the Aroused Dumbbell would agree to that, but everyone seemed
to not care. Hadrian and his group would find out later that it took threatening to involve the
other Teachers and the School Board to make the Dumb Coot relent. It was a blessing in
disguise for all parties involved.
Soon enough, all of the students headed to their classes, ready to get their day started and
over with all at the same time. As Hadrian and their group headed to DADA, they chatted
about their prank ideas for when Ron came back. If his attitude changed, they wouldn’t use
them. If it didn’t, they would be pranking him without a thought. Nothing dangerous or
would be considered bullying, just some harmless pranks. It was the least they could do to
someone who hurt one of their friends.
Chapter End Notes
Sorry for not posting the past two days, I got sick recently. I'm still a little sick, but I was
finally able to focus and write for you all! It's a little shorter than normal, but i tried my
best. As always, Let me know what you think, as your Amazing Comments help me
Write More! Hope you have a Good Morning/Afternoon/Night! <3
Chapter 13: “Well the Music There, Well, It Was Hauntingly
Familiar”
Chapter Notes
Chapter 13: “Well the Music There, Well, It Was Hauntingly Familiar”
Nicks.
It was finally the day the students would leave for Winter Holiday. Many students were going
home, including Hadrian himself. He would be going to Malfoy Manor, to stay with Draco,
Lucius, and Thomas. Severus was being forced by Dumblebitch to stay at Hogwarts during
the break, but he promised to find time to go see them during that time. The only Slytherins
that were staying were Fred and George, whose parents were visiting their older brother
Charlie In Romania. The only ones going were their parents and their little sister Ginny. Just
thinking about the girl sent shivers down Hadrian’s spine, and Rage into his heart. He wanted
to rip her apart, and ruin her before he ever saw her horrid face again. He knew these things
took time, but he just wished time would speed along so he could do as he wished. He was
planning on getting his O.W.L.s done before Second year, And his N.E.W.T.s before Fourth
year. It wasn’t like he didn’t know the material. If push came to shove, he could claim he was
a child prodigy. He just wished the days would go by quicker so he would age up soon
enough, or be able to take a permanent aging potion.
After Ron had gotten back from his suspension, the Redhead was more subdued. He wasn't
outright attacking anyone right now, he was more keeping his head down and staying out of
trouble as much as he could. Most of his housemates would glare at Ron as he passed, and
not even the other First year Gryffindors would sit near him at meals. Ronald was completely
shunned and ostracized by his fellow students. It wasn't just because of his point loss that
caused Gryffindor to only have about fifty points, The gossip mill had been running wild.
Pansy had told most of the girls in Slytherin what the Redhead twat had said to her, causing it
to spread to every student in the castle. Slytherin or not, Pureblood or not, you don't say such
things to another person. It would take a miracle for him to even return to being a normal
student again, for no one would forget what he said.
A bit before break, Hadrian had finally introduced Hedwig to Persephone, and the two had
hit it off like a match to a flame. Almost instantly, Hedwig was grooming the young
Hellhound as the playful beast lied down and let the owl do as she wished. If not delivering
letters to and fro for her Boy, Hedwig was with Persephone, who happily played and relaxed
with her Royal Featheriness. It was a welcome change to the chaos that was Hogwarts.
Hadrian had taught the young hellhound some new commands, allowing her to find things
just by scent, stalk selected targets silently, and even to bite someone in the crotch and draw
blood, the final command being one that would only be used for protection or during possible
war. The sweet Hellhound took to these new commands like a duck to water.
Another thing that happened during the stretch of time between the events on Halloween and
Winter Holidays, Hadrian had explained everything and answered any questions his friends
had. He put them under lip-lockers, which would prevent them from being able to inform
others of what they had learned under any means. Not even Legilimency could get the
information out of them. It wasn't because Hadrian didn't trust them, quite the opposite really.
Hadrian cared about them so much that he didn't want Mr.Lemon-Farts-McGee to use his
friends against him or find anything out from them that could be used to hurt them all. His
friends meant the world to him, and provided they never stabbed him in the back, he would
do anything to keep them safe, Including destroying anyone who would threaten them.
Hadrian wasn't above admitting that he could and would hurt, maim, torture, or kill for those
he loved. It was his main method of protecting what he considered 'his Own'. While it was
more prominent than ever nowadays, the trait had been with him for as long as he could
remember, and would be with him until the very end.
Soon enough, all of the students heading home for the holidays headed for the Thestral-
Drawn Carriages, and Hadrian and his friends rushed off, happy to be leaving the school, if
only for a short while.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Hogwarts Express had finally arrived at King's Cross Station, and Hadrian was bouncing
slightly in excitement. He couldn't wait to see Lucius and Thomas again. He also wanted to
introduce them to Persephone, and allow the Hellhound to get used to them and their scents.
He didn't want the 'Little' hellhound to hurt them. If anything, he wanted her to protect his
Soulmates as fiercely as she would protect him once she was grown. Hadrian made sure that
all of his things were shrunk and put into his pocket before practically bouncing out of their
compartment and off of the express. He spotted his favorite blonde almost right away.
"Mr.Malfoy!" Hadrian cried out, rushing up and hugging the man in question, who almost
immediately hugged him back. "I missed you! And Thomas too! I'm so happy to be coming
home, even for a little while." Hadrian finished, still holding onto the elder blonde. It took a
few moments before Lucius picked up the boy, still holding him close.
"Well, you're still so light. Have you been taking your potions and eating? I must say I've
missed yours and Draco's presence in the Manor, little one. Are you excited for Yule?" Lucius
asked, watching as Draco finally caught up to Hadrian and Lucius, panting slightly. The trio
talked for a bit on the platform, before going to the Floos and heading to Malfoy Manor.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Almost immediately after arriving at the Manor, Hadrian had run up and jump-hugged
Thomas, who had been waiting for them to arrive home. As soon as Hadrian hugged the older
male, Thomas hugged back softly, still somewhat unused to showing affection, but trying
nonetheless. The group soon found themselves in the Blue sitting room, which was light in
color, covered in pastels as it was. They talked about things that had happened while the two
youngest were away, and also about what was planned for both the Annual Yule Ball and the
Traditional rituals for Yule that had been planned. Hadrian and Draco didn't have to worry
about dress robes for the ball, as they had been ordered for them while they were away.
It was a couple hours after dinner, and Hadrian could be found in Thomas' office, introducing
Persephone to him and Lucius. He had mentioned to them in a letter that he had acquired a
dog, but hadn't told them exactly what kind of dog she was. They weren't expecting a
Hellhound in the slightest. They soon warmed up to her, seeing how gentle and friendly she
was to Hadrian. They could see her, what with seeing multiple people die and all, but the
young hellhound was quick to warm up to them. By the end of the night, Little Persephone
had given the two adults many puppy kisses, and had made them fawn all over her. It was a
touching thing for Hadrian to see that his Soulmates and his new Hellhound were getting
along so well. She had done the same thing to Severus, who had been allowed to take some
of her shed fur for potion ingredients.
An hour later, as Hadrian was laying in bed with Persephone at the foot of it, he thought
about everything that had changed. I mean, the troll being replaced with a Hellhound, Ron
targeting Pansy instead of Hermione, Ron getting Suspended, hell hadrian got to leave
Hogwarts for the holidays. He had seen Narcissa a few times, but she had mainly stayed in
France, as she and Lucius had divorced a few years prior to Draco going to Hogwarts. They
had parted on amicable terms, and hadn't told anyone, much less made it public. It was an
arranged marriage, and not one either of them had wanted. Narcissa had conceived Draco
through IUI, or artificial insemination. Hadrian had found out about this before the time
jump, as Luna had brought it up in conversation at some point.
Soon enough, he closed his eyes, allowing all thought to leave his mind. Hadrian fell asleep,
ready to see what would happen over the break that was oh so desperately needed.
Chapter End Notes
Sorry it took so long to post, my train of thought had been dragging me everywhere
except to write! I was finally able to catch it and get back on track! Sorry that there's not
a lot of Dialogue, just couldn't figure it out for this chapter. As always, let me know
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Chapter 1: "Oh Who is She?"

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"Death, I need to Speak with You!"

Chapter 2: "A Misty Memory"

main and chapter titles from Who is she, by I Monster

Chapter End Notes

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Chapter 3: "A Haunting Face"

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"Enter Stranger, But take heed.

Of what awaits the Sin of Greed.

For those who Take, But do not Earn,

Must pay Most dearly in their Turn.

So if You seek beneath our Floors,

A Treasure that was Never Yours.

Thief, You have been Warned, Beware.

Of Finding more than Treasure There."

Gringotts Inheritance Test

Name: Hadrian Orion James Potter-Black

Birthday: July Thirty-First, Nineteen-Eighty

Core Type: Dark, Merlin Level (95% Blocked)

Birth Father: James Fleamont Potter (Deceased: October Thirty-First, Nineteen-Eighty-

Blood Adopted Father: Sirius Orion Black the III (Alive)

Alice Marie Longbottom-Nee Rookwood (Incapacitated)

Frank Hyperion Longbottom (Incapacitated)

Lord Black(Through Blood Adoption)

Potter: Vaults 687, 444, 782, and 13

Black: Vaults 362, 214, and 731

Slytherin: Vaults 46 and 28

Gryffindor: Vaults 47 and 27

Total Holdings: 1 Book.

Total Holdings: 22,483,581 Galleons. 2,196,485 Sickles, 2 Knuts, Multiple Books, 3

Total Monetary Amount: 48,332,529 Galleons, 2,199,456 Sickles, 76 Knuts

1,000 Galleons to Albus Dumbledore Personal Account, Monthly

100 Galleons to Ronald Weasley Personal Account, Monthly

100 Galleons to Hermione Granger Personal Account, Monthly

2,000 Pounds to Dursley account, Monthly

500 Galleons to Molly Prewett Personal Account, Monthly

Parselmagic (90% Blocked)

Metamorphmagus (100% Blocked)

Animagus (100% Blocked)

Wandless Magic (90% Blocked)

Occlumency (100% Blocked)

Legilimency (100% Blocked)

Blocks, Spells, And Potions

Blood Glamour Keyed to James Potter, Placed by Albus Dumbledore

95% Core Block, Placed by Albus Dumbledore

Multiple Ability Blocks, Placed by Albus Dumbledore

Soul Bond Block, Placed by Albus Dumbledore

Compulsion to Hide abuse, Placed by Albus Dumbledore

Compulsion to Hate Slytherins, Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Tom Riddle

Obedience Potion, Keyed to Albus Dumbledore, Hermione Granger, Molly Weasley

Horcrux (1.85%), Keyed to Tom Riddle

Chapter End Notes

Chapter 4: "Is She a Lost Embrace?"

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“Death, I Need to Speak With You! ”