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Lily Potter was screaming and crying in agony, "JAMES POTTER IF YOU EVER LAY A FINGER ON ME AGAIN I WILL MURDER YOU"

'I know dear, I know", she had been in labour for 5 hours before the first child was born, they named him Charles Flemont Potter. The little baby was very chubby with his fathers black hair and hazel eyes, practically the splitting image of James, they dressed him in a red and golden lion onesie.

the next child came 15 minutes later, it was a girl who they named Ivy Euphemia Potter, the baby was slightly chubby with ginger locks like her mother and hazel eyes like her father, they dressed her up in a pink butterfly onesie.

the last child was born an hour later, it was a boy and was named Hadrian (harry) James Potter, the little boy was much too skinny for his age and had jet black hair and emerald green eyes much different from the other two in the trio, but Lily and James loved them all equally.

3 hours later the hospital doors banged open to see Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew all walking towards them.

"how are you doing?" Remus asked in a nervous tone

"i'm good remus, but are you sure you don't want to be the godfather to any of them" replied Lily, Remus had told her a month ago that he did not want to be godfather to once of the trio because he didn't want to not be there for them when Dumbledore decided to send him on another mission. "i'm sure" he answered.

"well in that case, we have chosen their godfathers." James announced happily he held up Ivy who was sound asleep. " Wormtail, you are Ivy's godfather" he said handing the newborn over to peter who simply looked like he was about to explode with joy. "Charles' godfather is going to be Dumbledore" James said " and finally, Sirius, you are godfather to little harry here" he passed over harry to Sirius who looked at the child like it was his last lifeline in the world. "he's perfect"

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It had been 8 months since the triplets were born and 5 since the prophesy. Lily and James were scared that one of their kids would be the saviour of the wizarding world and placed a charm on all three, if the child was neglected or beaten on any way, they would be sent to the next suitable candidate in their blood line, this also included god fathers.

the children were treated as equally as they could be, but Ivy and Charles were very demanding babies and always demanded more attention that harry who seem to mot mind. Harry seemed to have a maturity that most babies did not have, he also seemed to be very powerful, being able to lift his godfather off the ground with ease, he seemed to not mind the lack of attention and believed that he got enough and didn't need much more. life in the Potter house was perfect.

and so the night of the attack came,October 31st. Lily and James had gone to a meeting for the order, leaving the children with a muggle babysitter who didn't knew what hit her. The front door slammed open and Voldemort walked in, cloak and all, killing the babysitter with the flick of his wand and went straight upstairs to the triplets room. It was sickening, everything was red and gold, there were three cribs in the room, two contained wailing babies while the the other showed a quiet one, staring up at him with those glowing emerald eyes, Voldemort decided at that moment that this cild was the one to kill him, he lifted the child from the red crib and apologised to the baby for having to end his life so soon but the chid seemed to understood what was gong on , he gave the child a quick hug before putting it down, not seeming to feel the bond that he has with the boy. Voldemort shot the spell at harry but it repelled hitting him straight int he chest, the house rumbled from the explosion causing pieces of rubble and wood to fall, collapsing on the babes, harry managed to protect himself but the same could not be said for his brother and sister who both managed to get matching scars on their cheek.

when lily and James came back, they saw their house in rubble and though the worse, quick asa bullet they both ran to the children's room finding them unharmed accept for the marks on Charles and Ivy's cheeks causing them to wail. Dumbledore came into the room and claimed Charles and Ivy as the ones to defeat Voldemort, everyone immediately forgot about the disaster and celebrated the new heroes, forgetting a small green eyed boy in his crib and a black haired man on a motorcycle zooming off in need of revenge.

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Azkaban was cold and dark, there was no joy there. the only noise was the screams from other inmates having their life sucked out of them.

Sirius black looked out the small barred window for the third time that day, had it been a day, its very easy to loose time in Azkaban."face it black, they're not coming for you," Sirius' inmate grumbled, and who would've guessed it, it was Snivillus.

"they are coming for me, they know i'm innocent, its just taking longer than i would like,"

"oh really?" Snape threw an old newspaper from what seems to be today at him. on the front page it showed lily and James, with Charles and ivy all smiling, the title said, potters talk about faithful night with boy and girl who lived . Sirius looked at the page in horror, he couldn't believe that they weren't trying their hardest to get him out. they were happy to let him be stuck in Azkaban while they suck up all of their son and daughters fame. "how could they," Sirius slumped to the ground in an emotional mess wondering why his friends, his family wasn't trying to get him out.

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Sirius had lost track of all time in Azkaban and had somewhat made up with Snape. They realised that they would both need each other in this dark hellhole. They were both located in the death eater tower of Azkaban which was surrounded with the most Dementors.  not only that but since none of the inmates here were good, they weren't let out, so the random courtyard in the middle of all the cells was useless. Most of the death eaters had somewhat felt pity on black for his reason on being in this place and he had somewhat began talking to his insane relative, Bellatrix Lestrange.

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it was a dark day in Azkaban, Sirius and Severus had taken to huddling together to keep warm in the cold cell, until there was a flash of a bright light, waking them both and some inmates in other cells. Sirius carefully peered at what had just entered their cell and what he saw was, harry. Sirius could recognise that tuff of black hair, but why was he here and in such poor condition. he quickly picked up the baby boy and huddled him close to his chest, bringing him back to Snape who was now in a ball to keep warm. "whats going on?" he whispered. its was deadly quiet in the cells since it was the Dementors feeding time and the inmates decided that they would try and sleep through it. "harry has somehow gotten here" Sirius replied, showing the baby to Severus.

Sirius had spent time telling Snape in the past all about harry and how he was nothing like his parents, and when looking at the poorly looked after child in Sirius' arms Snape took sympathy on the little being and took him for Sirius' arms, looking after the child and trying to clean its face as best as they cloud. harry was very small for nine months and had little to no baby fat, he was also very dirty and hungry.

Azkaban had somehow managed to recognise that there was a child in one of its cells and sent a bottle of milk and some mushed up scraps of food to the cell. Sirius collected the ,if you could call it, food and began to feed it to harry who happily ate it before going back to sleep in Severus' arms.

Sirius sat next to Severus and harry who were both fast off and thought about how harry could've gotten here. then he remembered the spell lily and James placed on their children, the spell that of anything would happen to them, abuse, neglect anything bad and they would be sent straight to their next person best fit to raise them. with harry, that would be Sirius. that hour, Sirius fell asleep in a rage of how someone could abandon their own child  for fame.

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It didn't take long for word to go around that there was now a baby boy called harry in cell 12 of the death eaters tower. many had taken to yelling at another cellmate to know what was happening, in the cell next to sirius and snape, bellatrix stared at the boy with fondness, she had never been able to have a child of her own, it had never worked out for her so seeing this little smiling boy brought a sliver of sanity back into her eyes.

Harry was a smart boy and remembered sirius' face from when he was always around. He also knew that wherever he was, he wasn't supposed to be there. but he didn't mind. since arriving at Azkaban, he's had more attention and care since the Halloween day. He also met new people called Severus, bellatrix, Rabastian and Rodolphus. they were all very kind to him. so he liked them.

when the guards found out about harry they didn't try to remove the boy from the cell, they didn't call anyone from the ministry, they simply left the little boy in a cell with two supposed death eaters in a tower with nearly all of them. but they did bring the necessities to them  once a week.

they decided that they would have to fight to keep the boy alive, if they truly cared.

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no one know why or how, but the death eaters were on their best behaviour, so they had no choice but to allow them to have some free time to roam around the courtyard. and it stayed that way. most of the guards thought they would've all killed each other by now, but they all seemed happy enough to only have a problem when the guards entered.

This was because of little harry, he was a very powerful baby and way keeping everyone in the Azkaban somewhat sane and they loved him for that, he had also decided that Severus and sirius were his new mama and papa and they both found it adorable. sirius and Severus had accepted that harry saw them as their parents, sirius being the father figure and Severus and the mother figure (he was a bit bummed about that) and acted as seen fit, harry had also started to call bellatrix, rodolphus and rabastian ; auntie Bella, uncle Rodo and uncle Rab. he couldn't say their names properly yet so they put up with it.

one day in Azkaban, harry woke up to the mean men yelling for them to get up. he patted his paps face until he saw his eyes flutter open "morning, my little emerald," sirius (papa) groaned in a tired tone lifting his body into a sitting position, waking Severus (mama) in the process "papa!" harry giggled, he was a somewhat happy baby in Azkaban. It took Severus a few minutes to properly wake up but when he did he said good morning to both sirius and harry.

food was shoved through the cell door which they quickly ate, harry took his time. once the food was eaten harry had taken to going into his play corner. in this corner was little 'toys' that the death eaters had tried to make. using the old Azkaban uniforms they had made a little teddy bear, though it was worn down and basically falling a part at the seems. using some rock that had fallen off the walls they had shaped them into little toy cars (don't ask how), harry played with them happily and never once complained.

once the guards left Azkaban tower, the cell doors opened, the prisoners free time started. bellatrix immediately rushed into cell 12 and picked up harry "Hadriannn!"bellatrix sang as she twirled the now 10 month old who was giggling his little head off. "Auntie Bella!!" harry squealed as she squeezed him. "Bella as much as i love you hanging around with harry, please don't kill him" sirius asked as he walked over to harry and her. "fine" she whined before giving harry to sirius and dancing out of the cell.

when Severus, sirius and harry left their cell, the noticed that vines had started to grow through the walls of the courtyard, there was one muddy area in the middle of the courtyard where a tree would go, but the death eaters allowed harry to play there since it was safer than playing on cold bricks. Sirius placed hadrian on the muddy area before follow Severus who was searching for some type of material to make and object out of.

Hadrian liked to play on the muddy area as it was better than the cold flooring in the cells, but he got bored of seeing brown and black all day so when he put his hand on the mud and saw something green appear he was shocked out of his little mind, so he put his hand on another piece of the mud to see and saw what he thought was a flower, and he continued to put his hands on all the muddy areas to get a tall stick out of the ground. he giggled before calling his mama and started to crawl, looking for him. "mama" "mama" "mama!!"

Severus came over to harry, picking him up and hugging him "what is it?" Severus asked "theres green, i made green!!" harry cheerfully said telling Severus to go to the courtyard.

when they got there, many death eaters where there string in shock at the rapidly growing tree and grass that was now growing through the rock and stone on the ground."did you do this harry?"Severus asked in shock

"yea!!" he replied happily.

most people stared in shock at the boy who was sat proud at his work on Severus' hip.

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3 years later. harry was improving with his magic capability at a rapid pace. The Azkaban tower had never been so bright and. full of life? He had been learning very complex spells for his age (he was three any spell was going to be complex) and for some reason. he loved learning about everything.

He was learning the main subjects: DADA from his papa, potions from his mama, dark arts from his auntie bella, transfiguration from barty, and charms from rabastian. His lessons were taught under the newly grown blossom tree in the courtyard that had started to grow fruits on its branches.

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its was a normal day in Azkaban. Harry had woken is mama and papa and was now getting ready for his first lesson of the day. though the doors of their cell would not open.

A guard passed though and harry asked "why ere we not allowed out today?" the guard looked at harry and his face turned to sympathy "sorry kid, but you're getting new cell mates. you're not allowed out till they've all been put in their respective cells" all the guard had a soft spot for harry as they could not take him out of azkaban. why you ask, its because harry has been seen as a prisoner by azkaban itself as the child was not removed from the cell for a week when he first arrived. "and when will that be?" harry asked with politeness.

"only a few hours kid " and with that. the guard walked away. stalking around the perimeters of the death eater tower. the three in the cell sat quietly as harry read about defence against the dark arts. "so who's the new cell buddies" harry asked, braking the silence. "I'm not sure" sirius replied "does it say anything in the paper sev?". Severus looked away from his paper,"it does." he put the paper down " all magical creatures are being arrested and placed in azkaban, most specifically, azkaban tower" there were cries of outrage from the cell mates who were listening in on the conversation. " what! why?" sirius asked.

"it says that there has been such a rise in crimes with the magical creatures since the latest restriction that they 'had' to arrest them" Severus replied , harry crawled onto Severus' lap trying to figure out what they were talking about and because he was cold " what was the restriction?" sirius asked as the doors to azkaban towers opened and new people started to walk in. the yells of magical creatures could be heard as they were dragged through the corridors. "what was the latest restriction?" sirius asked/yelled over the yells and arguments between the new cellmates.

"they cant get the same jobs as wizards, and even if they got a job, they would be paid 50 percent less that a normal wizards"

"well what did they expect" the three of them sat in their cell, watching as vampires, velas, werwolves, etc were dragged past their cell until they saw a familiar face.

Remus Lupin.

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Lily and James Potter thought they could do no wrong. they had let the fame get to their heads and were consumed by the amounts of gifts and love their family was given. they watched as their two beautiful children ran though Diagon alley, Charles looking at the latest bro0ms and Ivey at the latest dresses.

James thought it would be a good idea to take the family out today as many creatures were going to be arrested today. The new law, brought to the wizengamot by Albus Dumbledore, that all magical creatures would be arrested. and the potter family were 100% behind it. They had just left flourish and blots when they were swarmed with reporters asking what they thought about the new law "i'd say its about time to be honest" James said with a smirk.

"yes, and what do your lovely children think of it" another asked

"they didn't really know any creatures well so its not effecting them that much " lily said trying to rush the interviews as her two lovelies were getting frustrated.

" and your youngest?, i remember him being mentioned in an interview a few years back but no one has heard anything from him ever since"

"oh, yes harry. he's at home as he doesn't really like coming out in public anymore, i think its due to jealousy of his siblings" lily said sadly, both knowing they hadn't seen their youngest in a while but just thought of it as a house elf looking after him.

they answered a few more questions before they managed to break through the crowd.

Ah yes, their life was quite perfect.

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A few months later

The Azkaban tower was now starting to get a bit cramped with all the new creatures as well as the death eaters trying to somehow survive in there. The now newly cherry blossom tree which stood strong in the middle if the courtyard was well used. with the cherries being used for all different types of materials, such as food, ink, colouring for clothes and harry to use as paint and the bark which seemed to regrow as soon as it was ripped off was used for quills, books, flooring  (Azkaban be gettin fancy) etc.

After the prisoners realised that Harry's power would be more that what everyone was seeing as he grew and once he left Azkaban as the prison restricts power many people in the tower who were a bit too far gone started to call him their new lord to which harry would try and correct them saying he "was just harry" however his corrections didn't do much as they continued to call him their lord.

The creatures were starting to settle down nicely in the tower with a werwolf by the name of Remus Lupin staying close the Sirius and Severus, practically moving into their cell. But since Remus was lied to about werewolf's he was always trying to restrict his werwolf until he got lessons from Feneir Grayback and the full moon transformations were no longer painful. On another plus side many of the creature packs started to join together to make on big pack as they realised that to survive n this hell of a place they would need to rely on each other as cheesy as that sounds.

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harry woke up in his home cell to the sound of the prison guards yelling to wake up, they has become more wary as the creatures were starting to form packs, harry toddled over to his mama and woke him up which only took a few pats "good morning raven"his mama groaned before sitting up and shoving his papa to get him up. which worked."I'm awake!" Sirius yelled as he shot up after he was shoved to see harry giggling at him and Severus smirking, the little family started to get ready for the day and deciding which lessons harry would learn that day which didn't take long as their neighbour Bellatrix yelled that she demanded time with her nephew remus who now stood as harry's magical creatures teacher asked for a lesson as harry was quite behind on them compared to his other lessons.

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It was now the weekend and harry was sitting by the large tree he had created only a few weeks ago he had managed to get a cherry that has somehow fallen off the branches and  was sat by the base of the tree eating it happily when more colours started to grow from where he was sitting which he giggled at "harry come in here please!" his papa yelled from he cell they stayed in so he sat up and started to toddle over when he realised the colourful things were growing wherever he had been like a little trail of colourfulness, he giggles and rushed into the cell where his mama and papa were getting ready for bed. "mama dada i made colour" harry giggled as he pointed out into the courtyard. His mama and papa looked out of the cell to see a trail of flowers and more growing in the area of the tree rapidly" well done raven, those are called flowers"his mama congratulated "tank you, they are very pretty".

"I see this is going to be a normal occurrence from now on"harry's papa joked to which harry rapidly nodded making both his mama and papa chuckle. The family continued to get ready for bed with remus joining them to blurt about the flowers that were now fully grown in the courtyard before the cell doors were shut for the day. The small group huddled together before falling asleep with the dementors not being able to get anywhere near the tower because of a small blue orb protecting it.

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James potter sat happily in his living room with his two children, his wife lily and his best friend peter, all of them were chatting about their latest press appearance before Charles started to cry, immediately lily rushed over to pick up her little boy who was holding a teddy bear which looked to be in pristine condition accept for the small tear by the leg. Charles was yelling about getting a new Teddy as his one was broken which started ivy as she started yelling about getting a new teddy if Charles was getting one. Both parents obviously agreed and started to get ready to leave with peter announcing his leave as he was not about to be dragged into another crowd of news reporters and fans. "Poppet!" James yelled 

"what would master potter be needing" poppet the house elf asked as she appeared.

"we are going out for a bit make sure harry knows that" he said as he started to head for the floo 

"but master potter the has been no mater harry here for years now" poppet tried to explain but James didn't hear as he stepped through the floo. Poppet sighed as she went on with her day thinking about the little boy which disappeared for you see, as soon as lily and James moved back into potter manor with Charles and ivy there was one more boy with them which was harry, sadly he was left at the front door as Charles and Ivy were taken to the nursery and the house elves where told to find a place for harry to stay. Many of the house elves in potter manor  were not tought about looking after a child as it was normally the mother who looked after her child so when this boy was given to the house elves to look after that were at a loss of what to do with him, so they found old pieces of fabric around the house to make him a makeshift bed in the house elves quarters, however as lily didn't like the idea of having many house elves they only had one house elf for each task in the house and not one of them were for looking after harry, being the personal elf for Charles and ivy yes but not one for looking after harry.and so the only time the house elves got to look after harry was when.... well hardly at all actually and so not long after he arrived the little boy disappeared in a large glow. And so the potters still believed to this day that harry was living in the house, did they care for him, no otherwise he would've been placed in the nursery but he wasn't.

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11 years later:

Minerva McGonagall was a strict but fair woman who worked at Hogwarts and had been for many years now and once again she was sat at her desk, reading replies from future students who were to attend Hogwarts in the upcoming year when a letter landed on her desk in front of her. Curiously she picked up the letter and was shocked to see the name of the letter:

Harry.J.Potter

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that was all the letter said for her to rush up to the headmasters quarters, letter in hand and rushing through the door, interrupting Dumbledore and Horice's afternoon tea. "Albus sorry for interrupting but you need to call over the potters immediately" she said as she stood, facing the headmaster and potions teacher who replied with "My dear, why is it if i may ask would you want to interrupt the potters today, they are setting up for Charles and Ivy's party for getting their Hogwarts letters" Dumbledore asked.

"Because it seems that one of their children didn't get the letter " she replied handing over harry's letter to which Dumbledore's eyes lost their twinkle and he nodded heading over to the floo after say "sorry to cut our tea short Horice but as you can see some other matters have come up"

"oh yes of course, i'll just be on my way then"Horice said as he wandered out of the headmasters quarters and outside to the greenhouses. Once he left, Dumbledore immediately flooed over to the potters house with McGonagall.

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Poppet popped up and greeted the two new guests "hello, what would you be needing, the masters are very busy at the moment" Dumbledore smiled before replying "yes, can you just tell James that the headmaster is here, he should know what that means." Poppet nodded before disappearing, only a few moment later,James appeared with Charles. Charles had grown up to be an exact copy of James the only difference was that Charles was a slight bit chubby but still has muscle and of course, the scar on his face. "Dumbledore, what are you doing here so early, the party doesn't start till later" James joked earning a slight chuckle from the headmaster "yes, i am aware, however i am here on a different matter. is it possible to speak to you and lily alone?" Dumbledore asked to which he got a nod and was lead into the main sitting area.

Of course when Dumbledore had asked to speak to James and lily he only meant the two but as usual, Charles and Ivy wanted to be a part of the conversation and so they were both there as well, making both Mcgonagall and Dumbledore uncomfortable about the idea of having to ask questions about the third child's upbringing. Ivy had grown up to be a beautiful young girl, her chubbiness from her younger years had disappeared and her hair practically glowed, like her mothers, however the only sour part about her was her attitude and how it would become sweet and cutesy one second and the other, vile and repulsive of course though no one seemed to notice. "so what was it you wanted to talk to us about?" lily asked stroking her small bump, yes lily was pregnant again not far along, around 3 months and the boy and girl who lived were of course not happy about it. McGonagall nudged Dumbledore who said "yes, We're here to ask you about harry". Charles and Ivy rolled their eyes as their father responded with "what about him?", this was where McGonagall spoke up saying" It appears that he never got his Hogwarts letter" she said with a monotone voice as she held up the letter that she had retaken back from Dumbledore, hiding the address from the Potters view. Lily smiled "Oh thank you for bringing this to our attention, we'll have our house elves bring it to him" she said as she went to to get up only to be stopped by McGonagall's next words,"we'd actually like to see him if thats ok" placing the letter on her lap she watched as James and Lily both nodded and called the house elf "Poppet!" poppet appeared bowing to her masters"what would Master potter be needing from poppet?" lily smiled as she asked" can you go get harry for us, his letter is here" this made poppet look up and nervously grab her ear as she looked from James and lily, to McGonagall and Dumbledore and lastly to Charles and Ivy. 

lily smile became strained as she asked"whats wrong Poppet?" the poor house elf shuffled her feet nervously "poppet has been trying to tell master potter and mistress lily for years now" she mumbed making James frown"what is it you've tried to tell us?" he asked as poppet continued to shuffle and tug on her ears "master potter hasn't lived here for years" she said as she kept her head bowed, shock appeared on lily and James' faces but Charles and Ivy just seemed to be bored. "when did he leave?" Lily asked to which poppet replied "a week after he arrived" before she Popped away.

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James and Lily's shocked faves turned to McGonagall monotoned face and Dumbledores ashamed face. "do you know where he is?" James asked McGonagall who only handed over Harry's letter before saying "yes" asks eh watched all of the potters face's turn to either a shocked or a mortified look as they realised where their child was.

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A week later:

The mission to save harry from Azkaban began, after finding out that Harry had spent all of his life in Azkaban, Charles' and Ivy's party still went ahead and James and lily acted as if they never knew harry was missing which infuriated Mcgonagall even more than she already was.

Of course to find out if harry was really in Azkaban they had their retired Arourer go in and get a piece of parchment which held all of the prisoners in Azkaban and where they were located, and that was how they found out the harry was living in Azkaban tower which held all of the death eaters and magical creatures that had been imprisoned over the past few years.

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It didn't take long to get permission to enter Azkaban to rescue harry with the rescue team consisting of: Dumbledore, James, Lily, Mad eye moody and the guards of Azkaban tower.

They were all walking through the halls of Azkaban when James asked "why didn't you tell anyone that he was in here" one of the guards replied with "even if we did, he couldn't leave without the ministers permission, he's seen by Azkaban as a prisoner" James grumbled in response and the rest of the journey towards the tower was silent. When they arrived at the Azkaban tower doors the guards turned towards the visitors "ok, just to give you a brief explanation, since the prisoners have been good they are allowed outside of their cells in certain times of the day and right now is one of those times-" 

"who on earth allowed that?!" moody asked/yelled.

"the minister jokingly said it to the prisoners thinking that they would never behave but here we are, also all of the magical creatures have. seemed to join together so for example all of the werewolf's are now one pack instead of many different packs and so on and so forth." the group looked at each other in worry before the guards stepped aside for the group to go in. " wait you're not coming with us" lily asked worryingly "afraid not, we go in as little as possible, the place freaks us out" the other guard said.

Dumbledore opened the grand doors to the towers courtyard only to be stopped by what he saw inside. A large cherry blossom tree stood in the middle of the courtyard giving the area light and a sense of warmth the ground  was covered in moss and grass with dozens of flowers and vines seeped through the cracks on the walls and ceiling. everyone stared in wonder as the doors closed only then realising that the cold effects of the dementors had somehow disappeared however their shocked and calm demeanour was cut short when a prisoner holding a bucket appeared from around the tree. It was Barty crouch jr ,he was picking the cherries and placing them into the bucket whilst humming an unfamiliar tune, minding his own business until her heard a loud yell "Freeze Death Eater, Do Not Move!" moody yelled pointing his want at Barty, who apart from jumping and turning in shock from the yell, slowly put the bucket on the ground and slowly put his hands by the side of his head. he slowly observed the new intruders before bursting out laughing loudly. James, who was growing irritated, growled out "whats so funny?" to which Barty chuckled "you two are a bit late, aren't ya?"

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Barty who grudgingly agreed showed the little group around Azkaban took them on a long rout of Azkaban tower, Lily and James went past cells which surprisingly had wooden furniture and strange gadgets made from the surrounding materials that the prisoners had at their resource," this is the werewolf area so i would be careful if i were you" barty taunted to Lily, james, Dumbledore and mad eye "and why is that my boy?"Dumbledore asked kindly.

"well one of your friends was a werewolf, weren't they?"Barty giggled which earned him a scolding again from mad eye. James seemed to suddenly remember that in fact did have a friend that was a warewolf and seemed to be stunned as they walked through the werewolf's territory. the air became tense as the warewolfs realised exactly who was walking through their territory. However they managed to get though safely and made their was though the other territories.

After managing to get though all of the creatures territories mad eye grabbed barty by his shirt, hitting him into he wall and putting his want to his face, barty didn't seemed to be fazed as mad eye yelled "Alright crouch enough f these games, take us to the potter child!"

"do you mean hadrian, cuz he doesn't like the last name potter" barty said calmly  they seemed to be shocked so barty moved to continue walking. "He's this way"

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They entered the death eaters zone around the courtyard to which James yelled "you just took us in a circle!"barty turned to James and snarled "of course i did, i knew they would hear you so i took you on a little tour to give them time to prepare."

"whos them?" lily asked looking confused, the courtyard was quite full at this point with death eaters now leaving their cells making mad eye on even more edge.

"Us thats who!"yelled a voice, james and lily turned to see someone they thought they would never see again the supposed worker for Voldemort, the 'mass murderer" Sirius Black he didn't seem to have changed much accept for the  prison outfit and the obvious look of age in his face, behind him was deatheater Severus snape who also had a snarl on his face and next to severus was warewolf, remus lupin who looked to be in an attacking stance behind all of them was a young boy who had crazy jet black hair with white streaks from being trapped in azkaban, he was waring a small prison outfit and his glowing emerald eyes showed hate towards the new visitors to the prison.

it was then obvious to James and Lily that this young boy that was staring at them with so much hate was their son, their forgotten child.

Harry Potter.

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Flashback

It was a cold and dark day in Azkaban, well as dark as it could be, for it was Hadrian's 11th Birthday, he woke up and quickly turned towards his parents and shook his mother, even though he was older he still chose to call severus his mother, and he didn't mind one bit.

"Mother, Mother! Wake up, it's my birthday!" he whispered excitedly, which woke Severus slightly. 

"Hadrian it is too early to be getting up, go back to sleep" he grumbled in a grumpy tone, it was known that severus was not a morning person. However there was movement from the man next to him "oh come on sev, it's harry's birthday, we can at least get up a bit earlier, it's not going to kill you" said sirius( hadrian's papa) as he sat up. receiving a glare from severus who was still insistent about going back to sleep. This received a giggle of excitement from Hadrian who started to run around the small cell. "ok....But be careful Harry, Remus is still recovering from the full moon,'' Severus mumbled as he sat up, obviously still half asleep. Harry quietened down being aware of his father who was still asleep.

"Happy birthday Hadrian '' Severus said as he fully awoke, Sirius grabbed him in a tight squeeze as a way of saying happy birthday. 

Harry smiled and said "thank you", you see not only was harry excited for his birthday, but as it was the end of the month it was visitation day, meaning hadrian was going to get a message from his pen pal who lived outside of azkaban, when he first got his letter from his new friend he didn't quite expect it, but according to severus, his godson really wanted to talk with him and so harry started to communicate with Draco Malfoy sending him a letter every time he received one, sadly that was every month as visitors were not allowed to receive letter unless given to the person from the inside, to harry would get a full packed letter about how Draco’s month had been, and in return harry would send a reply on how his month had been, and a response to draco's letter.

"Well," harry was broken out of his own thoughts by his mother " what do you want to do for the next 4 hours as you've woken us up 2 hours before breakfast" severus jokes, to others severus' monotone voice would make him sound as if he was upset with hadrian, but as harry had lived with his mother since he was teleported here, he knew he was joking. "I, didn't really think that far'' hadrian admitted blushing slightly, but who could blame him, he was excited for his birthday, even though he was in azkaban that didn;t change, and so the trio sat playing games and entertaining hadrian until their breakfast appeared. along with hadrian's gloop was a little cupcake, it seemed as if azkaban was saying happy birthday to him again. He normally gets gifts off the prison and even though they are not up to proper standards, he still ate them or enjoyed them with respect.

Hadrian was watching his mother and papa play a game of wizards chess when he heard a groan from his father, signalling he was awake. hadrian quickly hopped over to him and squeezed him tight, he didn't know why he did it every morning but he felt as if he needed to. "good morning harry" remus mumbled as he slowly sat up, last night was the first cycle after the first moon so remus was still a bit sore, "Happy Birthday " he said as he returned the hug and went over to his food to eat, remus was not a morning person after the full moon and so hadrian left him be as he went to watch the chess match.

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It was later in the day, the cell doors had opened and hadrian was out with the other cell mates, celebrating his birthday while also waiting for his mother to get back from his visit from Lucius Malfoy. Inside cell 12 Remus was receiving a massage from Sirius on his joints. They were normally sore after the full moon so Sirius happily agreed to give him a massage to relieve the discomfort. Remus was relaxed and in a state of bliss when Sirius began to talk, "you know I've been wondering-".

"-Aren't you always?" Remus interrupted, receiving a hard squeeze on his arm "Ow- sorry," he chuckled as Sirius continued.

"so as I was saying before i was rudely interrupted, i was wondering if harry will get his letter"

"to where? Remus asked, turning his head to look at him.

"Hogwarts of course!" Sirius said a bit too loud, getting a few looks from people in the cells next to them. "Look, I was only wondering because he is turning eleven today, meaning he should get one" he said a bit quieter, continuing to work on remus' shoulders.

" Well I would agree if he were back in Potter manor but he's not, he’s in Azkaban, and no one here has ever needed to go back to Hogwarts so I don't really think he will. " remus said not really upset at the idea of harry leaving for hogwarts " plus he has learnt more here than he would ever have at hogwarts" 

"I guess you're right, i would have loved to take him shopping for his equipment though" sirius says as he gets up and walks over to the door seeing harry dancing around with bellatrix. "Yes it would have been fun, but he seems happier here and he never would be under the old man's control." Remus says, receiving a hum in agreement from Sirius as he joins him by the cell door, watching Hadrian have fun playing around.

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Severus is led back into cell 12 before being bombarded by Hadrian asking all sorts of questions, mainly asking for his letter from draco. "ok, hold on hadrian i have a few things for you today" severus said as he sat down on the makeshift chair, which caught the attention of remus and sirius. " a few?" hadrian asked, he had only expected to receive a letter off of draco.

" Yes, you have your letter from Draco of course" Severus said, holding onto the letter and giving it to Harry but before he could open it Severus caught his attention again "And! a letter and gift of the Malfoy family" he said showing another letter and a square like parcel.  Harry quickly took the parcels and made sure to make a note to thank Mr malfoy when he first saw him. 

Hadrian's parents left him to open his letters in private, but not straying too far from the door in case something happened.

He first opened Draco's letter. 

Dear Hadrian,

How has your month been? mines been alright, as you know i had my birthday and i just recently went shopping for my hogwarts equipment, are you going to hogwarts, i hope you are as i would very much enjoy seeing you. Anyway I actually got an owl, more specifically an eagle owl. It's so beautiful I wanted it to send this letter to you instead of waiting months for it, but as you probably know, letters just return unopened from where you are. You're going to be getting this on your birthday from what my father has told me so happy birthday hadrian!! I wish I could celebrate with you and throw a luxurious party like the ones I have but father says I'm not allowed to visit till I'm older, whenever he returns he looks so tired, is the place where you are far? anyway as i was saying it's hopefully your birthday when you are opening this and so i have asked my father to get you a gift, he says they are precautions that the guards there take so it would have to be something simple, so i hope you like it, sorry about the name already engraved on it, my father says we can't get it changed. But anyway I do hope that you end up coming to Hogwarts. I wonder what house you will be in. I know I will be in Slytherin, but whatever one you end up in, I will still be your friend. Unless it is Gryffindor, only joking, I swear, I will have to avoid you in public though. Once again a joke!! There's not much else to report on here, the only thing that the papers are talking about is the potters and 'the boy and girl who lived' honestly why do they need to take up an entire page of the new paper every day. whose life is that interesting?! 

In response to your last letter, I agree with you on my aunt Bellatrix. From what my mother said, she's always been that way, and I guess the sun feels warm?  it's hard to explain when i'm so used to it, i wish you could be out so you can come and stay with us for a bit. That would be so much fun and I could teach you all about the weather and transport devices and all the normal things you don't know about.

Well I look forward to reading your letter when my father gets back and I hope you get your Hogwarts letter.

Happy birthday 

From your dearest and bestest friend 

Draco malfoy 

Hadrian smiled at the letter, even though Draco could be self centred at times, he still liked reading about his week. He knew about Hogwarts and wondered if he would be able to go. Harry made sure to remember to start to write his letter for draco for next month. He turned to the new letter and parcel on the floor and opened the envelope.

Dear Hadrian Black 

We here at Malfoy Manor wish you a happy 11th Birthday,

We hope you enjoy our gift to you,

May all your wishes come true.

Kind regards 

Lucius Malfoy 

Hadrian once again smiled at the letter. He placed it on top of Draco's letter and turned to carefully open the wrapped gift. After carefully taking apart the wrapping and placing it to the side, hadrian looked at his gift.

It looked to be a diary, an empty one at that, but it did have an age to it that he could tell, and on the bottom of the front cover it was labelled.

Tom Marvolo Riddle.

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Hadrian looked at the diary and suspected that it was, well, a diary. His father talked about his papa keeping one, which spurred a tangent from his papa about how it was a journal and not a diary.

‘Well, I guess I should use it; someone did go out of their way to give me this," he thought to himself as he sat down at the slightly unstable desk and opened the diary, expecting to see entries from the former person but not seeing any. "Well, that's strange," Hadrian thought as he flicked through the pages, trying to search for any sign of someone writing in them. But he couldn't find a drop.

Harry opened up his ink cartridge made from the sap of the cherry blossom tree and took out his wooden quill.

He dipped his quill into the ink and went to write something on the first page, but as he did, a drop of ink fell onto the page, and as quick as it landed, the ink glowed slightly and evaporated into the page. Hadrian, shocked by his discovery, flicked the page over to see if the ink had landed on the other side. An idea came to mind, and Harry dipped his quill into the ink and wrote:

‘My name is Hadrian Black."

The words shone momentarily before sinking into the page without a trace. For a moment, nothing happened. And then Rising out of the page like a shadow were words Hadrian had never written before.

‘Hello, Hadrian Black. My name is Tom Riddle; how did you come by my diary?’

The words faded after only a few moments, but not before Harry quickly scribbled back, excited to be talking to someone new.

‘Someone gave it to me as a gift for my birthday; how are you talking to me right now?’

He asked, hoping to find out what kind of magic this book held.

‘Well, happy birthday to you, Hadrian. I recorded my memories in a more lasting way than ink; in a way, I myself am this diary.’

Hadrian stared at his new friend's answer, still confused.

‘ How are you a diary? Are you somewhere else and messaging me through this object like a muggle phone?’  

His words faded, but a response appeared just as quickly.

‘No, I am not; it is more complicated than that, as my memories in this diary are 50 years older than what you think; even if I myself am in my fifth year at Hogwarts, this version of myself is long gone.’

Harry stared at the answer. Even more confused by this answer, he quickly scribbled down a response.

‘I’m sorry, I don’t quite understand."

An answer appeared quicker than ever.

‘I guessed as much; it would be easier for me to show you." Harry stared at the answer. "It would be easier for me to bring you into here and show you myself, would it not?’

Hadrian stared at the diary, his quill hovering over it, questions running through his mind: "What did this riddle person mean?" "How can he go into a book? From what he knows, it isn't physically possible." He looked towards the cell door where he knew his parents were standing, waiting for him in the courtyard. He turned back to the diary to see new words forming.

‘Let me show you.’

Hadrian took a deep breath before responding,

‘Ok’

The pages of the diary began to blow as if the dementors were returning in their cold, frightening way. The pages seemed to open up like a glowing window, and before Hadrian knew it, he felt himself being sucked headfirst into the diary.

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Hadrian landed on the floor stomach first, which winded him as he spluttered and coughed to gather his bearings as he slo

wly crawled up into a sitting position on the floor.

He looked around at this strange place. The room seemed to have no light source, but at the same time, it also seemed endless, which made his stomach drop at the idea. He was used to his confined quarters and this new dimension. Yes, that's what he was going to call it. It seemed to go on forever. He did know that he was in at least a corner of this endless room, so maybe it wasn't as endless as he thought. The area he was in had only a few things. There was a lit fireplace surrounded by dark green sofas and armchairs, as well as shelves full of books and files. He continued to look around in wonder at this new discovery until he saw a figure sitting in the armchair, staring straight at him.

It shocked him at first, but he had to guess that this person was Tom Riddle.

He had jet black hair, but unlike Harry's, it was tame and seemed to frame his face, and his eyes, glowing red, seemed cold and unmoving. Harry felt as if this man was looking into his very soul. The man was older than Harry, and at a guess, he would have to say he looked around the age of 15 or 16.

The man continued to stare at Harry as he slowly stood from his place on the ground and walked slightly towards him.

"Are you Tom Riddle?" Harry asked as he stood a few metres away from the man in the armchair, who still had not moved.

"I am," he responded, "and his voice also seemed cold." Harry took note. The man gestured for Harry to sit on the sofa opposite him, which he did as he still observed the stranger. After all, this was the first new person Hadrian had seen in a while; it was rare that a new person would come into the Death Eater Tower.

"So." Tom Riddle started, "You are Hadrian Black?" His eyes felt cold, calculating his every move as if he already knew everything Harry was going to say.

"I am, but most people call me Harry-,"  Hadrian started.

"-It is your birthday today, correct?" Tom asked, moving his eyes to look into the fire.

"Well, yes, but I—" Harry tried again.

"-So how old are you then?" He continued to look into the fire. Hadrian huffed, getting frustrated with being continuously interrupted. ‘ Who does this man think he is?’ he thought, looking at his knees, missing the smirk that appeared on Riddle's face. "I am eleven," he started again, being interrupted again.

"Perfect, that means that when you get to Hogwarts, the plan can-" it was Tom now how was interrupted now.

"Alright, look here, whoever you are. I don't know why you’ve brought me into this diary of yours, but I have no idea what is going on, and I can tell you for a fact that I am not going to Hogwarts!" Harry yelled out at the man, who was now paying full attention to him. "And why is that, Mr. Black?" Tom asked. Hadrian shook his head.

"Nuh huh, I'm not answering any more of your questions until you answer the ones you dragged me in here for!" He said it angrily, glaring at the now-smirking Tom Riddle.

"Fine," he hissed. "We'll play this your way for now." He stood up and walked over to one of the bookshelves next to the fire. "The best way to go through this is to think of me as a version of my past self; I am a piece of my 16-year-old self, reserved in this book in hopes of gaining immortality and power." He picked a book off the shelf and turned to Harry. "Does that make sense to you?" Harry looked at him with a confused face.

"Kind of." He scratched the back of his head. "Does that mean you are alive in the real world as a really old man?" Tom Riddle moved towards Harry, who in turn backed up as far as he could on the chair and said, "No, I am not anymore. It seems that after splitting myself from my body and placing myself in here, my body lost a piece of its sanity and continued to do so with each passing year." He handed the book he picked up to Harry.

"What is this?" Harry asked as he took the book. He looked it over and didn’t see any sort of hint as to what the book contained. "It is a book with all the information I know about horcruxes," he said as he turned to walk back to his armchair.

"Horcruxes? Is that what you are?" Harry asked as his eyes lit up, excited to learn something new. Riddle nodded at Hadrian's question and spoke, "Unfortunately, you won't be able to take the book out of here, as it is my memories; you'll have to come in here if you want to read it." That made Hadrian frown; he didn't really like the idea of having Tom staring him down whenever he would want to read the book. "Fine," he responded in a sad tone. "Well, that means it's my turn to answer your question," he said as Tom smirked.

"That's right," he lounged back into his chair, "so why is it that you can't go to Hogwarts? Are you not a wizard?".

"Well, that's easy," Hadrian began, "but I can't go because I am in Azkaban." That made Tom's smirk come off his face. "How on earth is a child in Azkaban? What did you do that was that bad?" he asked, more amused than concerned.

"Well, I kind of teleported in when I was a baby; from what I've heard, I'm in the Death Eater Tower," he said as if it were a normal everyday conversation, because to him it was.

"The what?" Tom asked, leaning forward in intrigue.

"The Death Eater Tower," Harry said, "you know, all of the followers of the dark lord. After he was defeated, they all got captured or somehow managed to get away with it. He stared at his feet swinging back and forth.

"And are they all still loyal to him?" Riddle asked with intrigue.

"Oh yeah, along with all the falsely imprisoned creatures and a few innocents like my papa," he said with a smile.

"I see," he said. They sat in silence as Riddle thought about what he had just found out. "I’m mostly certain you will go to Hogwarts," he said after a while.

"I doubt it," Harry snorted. "No one is allowed into Azkaban outside of visitation hours, and I've been in here for eleven years and no one has thought to tell the authorities that I'm in here." He shrugged off as he slouched back on the sofa, taking in how comfy it was.

"We shall see then," Tom said as he sat up. "I believe it is time for you to go now; we don't want your ‘parents’ to get worried now, do we". It was only then that Hadrian realised how long he had been in the diary. "Oh, shoot, yeah, I've got to get going," he said, standing up and looking around for an exit. "Erm, how do I get out?" he asked, turning to Riddle, who had stood up and was walking towards him. "I shall let you out in one moment; I do hope we shall continue to talk over your year at Hogwarts?" he asked, reaching his hand out for Harry to shake. He didn't realise it until just now, but Riddle was quite tall; he looked to be around his papa's height if not a bit shorter. "Yeah, of course," Harry said, shaking Riddle's hand.

At that moment, a portal opened up above him, and he found himself being sucked up by an invisible force. "I hope to speak with you soon, Harry." Riddle spoke as Hadrian disappeared through the portal.

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Hadrian was blasted out of the book and landed back into his chair. His hair had a windswept look to it as he shook it out, not quite believing what had just happened. He looked at the diary to see it close. "I should keep a close eye on this," he thought as he picked up the diary and put it with his most precious belongings.

"So Hadrian?" Harry heard his mother's voice and turned around to see him standing by the door watching his son with his arms crossed "What did you get?".

Hadrian picked up the diary again and showed it to his mother: "I got a diary; I think it's for me to write my thoughts in so I don't go insane." His mother laughed at the remark. "Ok, well, make sure you don't lose it; you don't want your auntie Bella to wreck it," he said as he turned to leave the room. "Ok!" Harry yelled as he turned to place the book back in his collection before running outside to join the celebration.

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A week later,

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It had been a week since his birthday, and Hadrian made sure to write every day in the diary,  mainly to gloat to Riddle about not getting his letter, to which he replied that "normally children are upset that they didn't get the letter’. 

It was a normal day, and Hadrian was sitting in his parents cell, adding to the letter he was writing for Draco, when he heard the cell doors open. The entire tower filled with a tense silence, and Hadrian wondered who on earth was entering the tower; all he knew was that his father tried to smell who it was, and his eyes glowed amber in rage, meaning it was not safe.

So here was Hadrian, listening to the conversation going on between Barty Crouch Jr. and whichever auror was forcing him to take them around the facility.

Once he couldn't hear them anymore, his papa grabbed Hadrian and pulled him close.

"Hadrian, we need you to know that the people out there are here for you," Severus said as he tried to get Sirius to release the child.

"Why for me?" He asked, "I don't want to go." "I don't want to go," he said, looking to his father for a response.

"They must be here to take you to Hogwarts," he said, also trying to get Sirius to release him, but coming to the conclusion that Harry wasn't going to be freed any time soon. "Crouch has taken them the long way around the tower, so we have some time to prepare ourselves.". The three adults sat in the corner, figuring out a plan that they knew was never going to work, while Hadrian turned to his diary to begrudgingly tell him he was correct and to ask Riddle if there was anything he could do to help.

I'm afraid not; I am unable to do anything inside the diary.

Hadrian's heart sank when he read that, but as new words appeared, he formulated a plan inside his head for what he was going to do.

Did your parents ever get a proper trial before they were imprisoned?

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The courtyard was airy silent as the Potters took in their youngest cold appearance. As they did, Moody couldn’t help but notice all the other prisoners starting to appear out of their cells, watching with apprehension and excitement what was about to happen.

By this time, James had now moved on to looking at the three men around his son while Lily’s eyes stayed on Hadrian. "Padfoot?" James yelled, "What on earth are you doing here, mate?" He tried to ask, as if he were completely oblivious to why his ex-best friend was standing in Azkaban.

"You know exactly why I was thrown in here, Potter". Sirius snarled at his ex-best friend, who, surprisingly, looked taken aback by his response.

"Look, let's not beat around the bush and get on to why you have now decided to come and show your faces here." Severus drawled, taking note of how Lily had not once taken her eyes off of Hadrian. He also noticed that Hadrian had slowly started to move behind him to hide from her gaze. "Right, of course,'' Dumbledore started. "We are here to deliver Hadrian's Hogwarts letter." His eyes twinkled as he held out Harry's letter, holding it out for the younger boy to take.

That didn't settle right with Remus, so he marched up to the old man and took the letter out of his hands. Everyone, in reaction to the werewolf moving towards the headmaster, had drawn their wands as Dumbledore smiled at Remus. Remus handed the letter to Severus to check for any sort of charm hidden on the paper.

"What on earth are you doing? Just give the boy his letter." Moody spoke, annoyed at how long this was taking.

"He’s just making sure you're not trying to hex or hurt our child." Sirius said as the letter was handed to Hadrian, severus confident the letter was safe. The Potter seemed repulsed by Sirius’ comment and wanted to say something but decided not to as Hadrien had handed his letter.

Hadrian took the letter with a quiet ‘thank you’ and turned it around to read the front as the letters twisted and changed.

Hadrian.R.Black

Cell 12

Azkaban

He smiled at the newly corrected name and opened the letter to read its contents.

Dear Hadrian Black,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Please find enclosed a list of all the necessary books and equipment.

The term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva Mcgonagall, Deputy Headmistress

Hadrian read the letter in disgust as he also listened in to the Potters, who had started rambling.

"Look, we are sorry about everything, Hadrian, but it's time to stop being silly and time to come home with your family; then you can go to Hogwarts with your two amazing siblings and we can be a family again," Lily rambled, trying to convince the young child and herself that they weren't at fault for what happened.

Without looking up, Hadrian responded "I'm not going" , shocking the visitors.

"But Harry, my boy, you will," Dumbledore started.

"Its Hadrian, Hadrian Black, and I will not be playing house with these ignorant, headstrong celebrities who only care about their image; the only reason there here is because if the news found out I was in here, their name would be dragged through the dirt." He then fully turned to Moody, who seemed as if he had better things to do.

"It is on my note that none of my parents have been tried; I would like for them to have a fair trial so I can live with them when I get out, and that also goes for if you are wanting me to go to Hogwarts." He said it with a smug smile on his face, causing him to raise his eyebrow.

"Alright, enough of this nonsense, Harry. We are your parents, and you are coming with us and going to Hogwarts." James spoke in a strict tone, trying to gain some sense of authority over this child.

"Actually, youre not," Hadrian said, making the potters faces even more confused. "You see, my letter says Hadrian Black, not Harry Potter, meaning I'm not part of your family anymore, or at least not your son," he said in a smug tone.

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When Hadrian was teleported into Azkaban Tower as a baby, his name and carers were also changed in the mix, as Hadrian was no longer able to be looked after by his previous carers, and so it made no sense for him to have any legal ties back to that bad environment.

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"Thats not possible, my boy. I have seen the letter saying Harry Potter with my own eyes," dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling as he looked at the book Hadrian was holding under his arm.

"See for yourself," Hadrian said, turning the front of the letter to show everyone that his name has changed. Chaos erupted from the newcomers as the potters tried to get answers from dumbledore as to how that happened.

The prisoners also started joining in on the chaos, laughing and taunting the newcomers as they tried to gain control.

A blast was heard, and everyone turned to see a mad eye with his wand in the air.

"It has been brought to my attention that there are prisoners in here that have been put away without a fair trial, and so as much as it pains me to say, everyone shall be trialled once again to make sure that everything is in order," he spoke. The potters faces dropped at this piece of news, as did the dumbledores, although his was not as noticeable, only that his eyes had lost their twinkle.

"Your parents will be tried, and if they are proven innocent, they will be released, and you can live with them, but until then, you will need a place to stay to get ready for Hogwarts," he said, looking down at Hadrian's beaming face.

Of course, the potters placed themselves first. "He can come stay with us; since I was best friends with two of his parents and Lily was best friends with Snivellus, it would only make sense," James said, Lily nodding with a smiling agreement.

"Absolutely not," Remus yelled, standing closer to Hadrian.

"He can stay with our close friends, the Malfoys. Hadrian is friends with their son, "Sirius said as he placed his hand on Hadrian's shoulder.

James looked mortified as he overheard what had come out of his ex-best friend's mouth. The malfoys?! Known death eaters and dark wizards. what had gotten into him? He could only watch as Moody agreed to Hadrian's new, temporary home and made a quick note to one of the outside guards to ‘send for Lord Malfoy."

By this point, Lily had started crying. From the tension in the room, she didn't know where she went wrong or how her son was now friends with a dark wizard and followers of Voldemort. She wanted to grab him and somehow fix everything that had happened; she just couldn't have this getting out to the public or to the newsreaders. Imagine how they would be treated in the streets if they found out; it only worried her more.

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It didn't take long for Lucius to arrive and to also now appear in the tower, taking note of how crowded it was.

Hadrian was in his cell with his parents, collecting his things into a severely damaged bag that he had flung over his shoulder.

"Remember, pup, this is only temporary until we get out, and then we will get a massive house for us all to share and live happily in," his papa said, pulling him into a bone-crushing hug.

"The Malfoys will look after you well and will make sure that you are not bothered by the potters during your stay," his mother said, stroking his hair as he was still in the bone-crushing hug from his papa.

"And we don't care whatever house you get in; as long as you are happy in it, all that matters," his father said, handing over three specific items he could remember his parents by while at Hogwarts.

Sirius finally let Hadrian go, and they all exited cell 12 for the last time.

Outside of the cell, multiple deatheaters and magical creatures were all there to see him off. Harry quickly gave a few hugs to some notable faces, such as Barty Crouch Jr, his uncles Rodolfus and Rabastian, and his auntie Bellatrix, which made the potters suck in their breath, And he headed over to where his parents were. He pulled them into one last hug saying "I love you guys, and I'm going to miss you".

"It won't be that long, pup," Remus said.

"And we’ll be out before you know it," Sirius said, and Severus nodded in agreement.

Hadrian went over to Lucius, who greeted the young boy and held out his hand for him to hold. Hadrian accepted the hand and, after one last look, finally left Askaban Tower.

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The walk out of Azkaban was unnerving if you could call it that, Hadrian had never seen Mr malfoy before and only went off what his mother told him about the man. Harry never thought that someone could have such blonde hair, it almost matched the white streaks in his . He carried himself with such grace that you could hardly tell when his mask would falter. And here Hadrian was, hand in hand with the pureblood, his other holding his tattered bag, as he was led through the halls of Azkaban prison, of the only place he knew as home.

Behind them were the Potters and two older men, them being Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of hogwarts and Alastor Moody, a retired auror. 

Hadrian could hear the potters calling his name, they seemed to be trying to catch up with them but didn't seem to get closer. 

Hadrian wouldn't admit that he was nervous, but he was, excited but also nervous as they reached the exit of azkaban.He has all his things checked and then they were let out to the boats, Hadrian breathed in the freshness of the air, all he could smell was the sea as it hit against the rocks, he looked up to see clouds; Clouds! For the first time in his life, it was much darker than he thought it would be from reading Draco’s letters, maybe it was something to do with azkaban, a guard lead hadrian and lucius to a small row boat and all three of them got in , luckily their boat left as the potters exited azkaban, so hadrian didn't have to listen to them whining in his ears.

As they got further away from Azkaban,the more hadrian felt different, like he was more alive, he would have to talk to Tom about it later to see if the teen knew what he was talking about.

Tom was different that anyone hadrian had met, the young man was very smart, in the week that they had been talking  harry knew that he was hiding something but couldn't figure out what, all he knew is that it had something to do with hogwarts, as that's all tom seemed to want to talk about with hadrian, yet he would listen to hadrian talk about his former parents and life at azkaban, without interrupting, I guess after 50 years of silence listening to an 11 year old talk about whatever seemed ok.

Hadrian was lost in thought when the small row boat hit the docks, lucius helped hadrian out and led him to a small building next to the docks as the guard started to row back to azkaban.

While walking to the building, hadrian took in their surroundings, the sky was much clearer here and blue! Of course Hadrian knew not to look into the sun but he could feel the warmth the star gave off, even if it was windy. It was all a bit overwhelming for poor Harry, after going 11 years in a confined space, too much freedom can be, well, too much. He was starting to feel overwhelmed when they entered the building, it was quieter and darker, being lit by candles it gave the room a warmer glow that hadrian appreciated. 

They turned to a stone chimney with a chamber that looked like it would fit a grown man.“Ok Hadrian, we are going to travel by floo, which might feel a bit weird for you, all you need to do is to step into the fireplace and I'll do the rest”.

Hadrian watched as Lucius picked up some floo powder and they stepped into the fireplace; “Malfoy manor!” he said clearly as he threw the powder onto the hearth, within an instant they were engulfed in green flames , and before them, a new room appeared.

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Hadrian and Lucius stepped out of the fireplace into a luxurious living room, hadrian couldn't help but let his jaw drop at the appearance of the room all together, he felt wrong just standing in its presence. Hadrian turned around and jumped as he saw a small creature standing next to lucius. “ my Apologies Hadrian, this is dobby, he is a house elf and he will be helping you while you stay with us a malfoy manor” lucius said, hadrian looked at the man, giving him a nod and a quiet thank you as the creature approached him.”Mr. Black, it's such an honour to meet you sir” the little elf said happily, “Dobby, take Hadrian up to his room and give him some of Dracos clothes to change into until he can get some of his own” lucius demanded

“Yes master” Dobby replied , taking Hadrian down one of the many halls. Hadrian looked at the different portraits, all staring at him with mild curiosity, they had reached the second floor, with Dobby leading Harry down yet another hall. Harry felt like he was in a maze that he would never get out of.

“Mister hadrian be in master Dracos quarters now,”dobby said, but all Hadrian recognised was that his first friend is close by, he registered dobby saying that he would be staying in Dracos guest room. Dobby led Harry to the guest room and when he thought he couldn't be more amazed. The room had to be about 10 azkaban cells big, with a luxurious bed being the central point. It looks so warm and comfy that hadrian was afraid that if he touched it he would dirty it.

“This be your bathroom mister hadrian” dobby said as he led harry to the bathroom. “You be getting clean in here while Dobby gets clothes for you”.

Hadrian entered the bathroom to be shocked again ( it was becoming his main emotion at this point), the bathroom was as luxurious as the rest of the house, hadrian was afraid of touching anything so he quickly jumped into the shower and cleaned himself. 

When Harry got out, he started to dry himself when he realised that his prison clothes were gone and sat perfectly on the toilet, were some new clothes, Draco’s clothes.

The outfit was very simple but Harry appreciated it. He had a white button up shirt with a maroon jumper, with some black dress pants and black slacks.

When Hadrian looked at himself in the mirror, he was in awe, now he wasn't one to boast about his looks but for once, hadrian thought he looked quite nice.

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Hadrian was in his temporary bedroom on the floor, going through his things. He had brought only a few things with him; some of his quills and ink pots, his old bear that his father gave to him. A tattered old blanket that he apparently came into azkaban wearing from his papa, a rewritten story from his mother and Tom Riddle's diary, he was re-reading the story his mother wrote when he heard a knock at his door.

Now Hadrian wasn't one to be embarrassed but after finding it a bit difficult to open his the bathroom doorn earlier that day he simply said “come in” in hopes of not having to try and use a door knob for a while, the door opened and in walked what looked to be a younger version of lucius, by what he knew from the letters; this was Draco. Hadrian stood up as he entered and closed the door.

They both stood there for a while, not really knowing what to do or say, draco opened his mouth to say “hello hadrian, im draco” but before he could even get out a simple hello, he was engulfed in the tightest hug he has been in, forcing him onto the floor. “Hi Draco” Hadrian said, and Draco allowed his ‘pureblood’ mask to fall, hugging his friend in return. 

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They both spent the day talking, getting to know each other. They were both sat playing wizards chess in the main room when they started talking about hogwarts.

“As you know i already got my things , i can't wait to start packing” Draco said with a childish gleam in his eyes. Hadrian has only known Draco face to face for just over an hour now, but he could see how much he was already trying to put up that emotionless pureblood mask his father wore with ease, ‘ I guess it takes a while to perfect’ he thought. “Did it cost a lot? I don't have any money to get my items,” he said, looking at the floor.

“Of course, you do!” Draco said enthusiastically “you're heir to the house of Black, and with sirius in azkaban, that leave you with access to the money” 

“Does it?” Harry asked curiously, he knew that the Blacks were a very prestigious family dating back to the middle ages. Last that he heard, Sirius had been disowned so he didn't know if he had any access to anything. “Eh, I don't know actually, we can ask my mother about it,” he said. Harry nodded in response when Dobby appeared next to them. “Master Draco, mister Black, food is ready in the dining room” he said.

“Thank you Dobby” Draco said standing up, “let's eat and then continue our game later?” 

“Sure,” Hadrian said, standing to follow.

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When they entered the dining room, Hadrian saw a long table that looked like it could hold a lot of the higher death eaters around it. Lucius was seated at the head of the table, with whom Harry was guessing was Narcissa sitting next to him, Draco sat himself opposite his mother, and there was one more plated seat next to him, so Hadrian placed himself next to Draco.

The food was the most delicious thing hadrian had ever tasted. After 11 of azkaban gruel, your taste buds find even the blandist of meals to be tasty. He was enjoying a mouthful of steak when Draco spoke up, “Mother, are we able to take Hadrian to get his school supplies tomorrow,” 

Narcissa looked up at her son, Hadrian knew she was a black but unlike the rest of her family, her hair was platinum blonde, and she had the front sections pulled back unto a half up half down bun. “ of course dear, we’ll go to Diagon Alley, but we need to make a small trip to Gringotts so he has some money for himself” Hadrian noticed lucius’ nose scrunch up at the mention of Diagon Alley but he ignored it and asked “ I didn't know I had money of my own”.

Narcissa smiled at him and said “ Well of course you do, you’re the heir to the Black family, you don't have access to all the money but you do have access to a school fund, set up by Sirius before he went into azkaban.” Hadrian looked at her in astonishment. “Don't worry I double checked once I found out you were coming to stay with us for a while, only you are able to access it” she smiled knowingly before they all returned to a comfortable silence, Harry smiled excitedly for tomorrow. He’d heard of Diagon Alley from his parents but never thought he would get to experience it.

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It was getting late,the living room fire was slowly dying down as Draco and Hadrian just finished their third game of wizards chess. 

“I win!” Draco smirked at Hadrian who only frowned in response. 

“Yeah I can see that, the first one you won though” 

Draco pulled an offended face “I thought you’d never played before so i went easy on you, but I decided to make the rounds more even” he reset the chess board and looked up at hadrian “another game?” 

“Not tonight draco it's getting late” the two boys turned to look at Lucius who was stood in the door frame, “off you go, you need to be up early for tomorrow” 

“Yes father” Draco said standing immediately turning to leave before looking back at Harry gesturing him to follow. He stood to do the same when Lucius spoke “I want a word with you before you go Hadrian” lucius shoos Draco to leave, who turned and gave an apologetic face before heading up to his room, leaving Lucius and Hadrian alone. 

“This will only take a moment hadrian, I only came to inform you of Severus’ trial, which is to take place at the beginning of September.” ‘Wow that was quick’ Hadrian thought before realising he would be at Hogwarts and be unable to attend the trial. “ I won't be able to go” he recognised out loud. 

“Yes, it seems that way, but not to worry,me and Narcissa will both be there and will send you a report of everything that happens” Hadrian sighed in relief at that as Lucius moves to sit in one of the lounging chairs “ another thing I wanted to ask you about was the gift we sent you” Harry’s eyes widened at that, why? Was it not meant for him? Did they want to take it back? Did they not mean to give it to him? “The diary sir?” he asked innocently.

Lucius looked into the fire “yes , I wanted to make sure that you liked your gift, it is second hand i'm afraid but we wanted to give you something for you to write into. With being trapped in that dark prison, it can do things to your mind.” he looked at Hadrian “ you are using it, yes?” Hadrian suspected that the man didn't know about the diary's magical properties and gave a sincere smile “ yes sir, thank you, I write in it every day. I really appreciate the gift” lucius gave a smile, as a house elf appeared with a glass, with some brown liquid in that harry could not make out, and lucius took it, the elf disappearing like it was never there, “very good, I understand today has been a long day for you, so I won’t keep you from your rest” he said and gestured to the door, hadrian getting the idea nodded, saying goodnight and headed out of the room. Dobby appeared in front of him, scaring the life out of him but Harry wouldn't admit that to anyone, and they both headed for Draco's quarters. 

Once Hadrian entered his room, he saw a set of silk pyjamas laid out on his bed. He quickly changed into Draco's pyjamas and settled on the bed under the covers.

After half an hour of tossing and turning, Hadrian sat up, he couldn't understand why he couldn't sleep, but the large emptiness of the room didn't make him feel any better. He slid off his bed, taking a pillow with him and placed it under the bed, grabbed his bag of valuables and pulled out his old blanket, which was just big enough for his smaller than average frame. He placed the candle next to the side table so that he had some light in his new space and got himself ready for bed. It didn't take him long to fall asleep after that.

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The Malfoy’s and Harry were sitting in the dining room, eating their breakfast and planning out how they were going to go about their day. “Are you excited to get your supplies, Hadrian?” Narcissa asked, he nodded in reply too indulged in the amazing food he was eating.

It didn't take long for them all to be ready to go. Narcissa turned to say goodbye to lucius, while Hadrian and Draco headed outside, “We’re going to apparate to the leaky cauldron which is sub par at best, but my mum said that you need to have the full experience of Diagon Alley” Draco said.

“Apparate? Is it going to be crowded in the alley?” Harry asked nervously, crowded areas seemed to stress him out more than he’d like to admit. Draco turned to him “ Probably, a lot of kids are going with their families to gather school supplies, and apparition is, well I actually don't know, its like floo travel, just without the fire and sutt” Hadrian nodded in response as Narcissa exited the manor and headed towards them.

“Ok now hold on to my hands as tight as you can,” Hadrian grabbed her hand with Draco taking the other and then he felt this tight sucking feeling, the next thing he knew, they were in muggle London, outside an old bar.

Narcissa quickly led them through the old tavern towards a brick wall, she pressed her wand on the tiles in a specific motion and the bricks parted away to reveal a winding street, full of wizards and witches. “Stay close, we need to go to Gringotts first which is down at the end of the alley.  The trio made their way down to the end of the alley, and it almost seemed as if people were parting ways for Narcissa to walk. Hadrian was impressed with how she carried herself, which was completely different from her older sister Bellatrix. 

They made their way to an older building that looked as if it was collapsing with how the pillars were holding it up, but Narcissa assured him that the building was completely safe. 

The inside was nothing like Hadrian has ever seen, compared to the Malfoys home it wasn't as fancy, but the little creatures that were sitting among the desks and walking about made hadrian even more curious “These are goblins, they work here at Gringotts” Draco whispered to Hadrian, who nodded in response.

They made their way to the head desk, where a much older goblin was sitting. “ We would like to access the Nobel House of Black Accounts” Narcissa spoke in a cold and commanding tone. She moved her hand around Hadrian's back, bringing him more forward for the goblin to see. 

“Very well,” he said, stepping down from his desk, “Follow me,” They followed the goblin down a hall which had doors with seats outside. “We’re going to the accountant for the black family vaults” Draco informed Harry, he appreciated Draco telling him what was going on.

“ Wait here,” he goblin said as they reached a door, similar to all the others, he then made his way back down the hall, leaving Narcissa, Draco and Hadrian on their own. 

“Now hadrian,” Narcissa started, gaining his attention after he and Draco sat on the available bench, “They are going to do an inheritance test on you, just to make sure you are who you say you are. Once that is done, you can claim the Black heir ring and enter the vaults where we will get you some money for your items” He nodded in response.

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It didn't take long for the door to swing open, and a much younger goblin stepped out. “Do come in” he said, ‘his voice was smoother than the older one as well’ Hadrian thought as they entered the office.

The office wasn't small, but it wasn't big. It had an older appearance compared to the rest of Gringotts, Hadrian guessed that was due to how old the Black family was. The office contained a small reception sofa against one wall, with a small coffee table just in front. The goblins desk sat opposite the sofa, it had files and a small box on top. The trio took their seats as the goblin took his place behind the desk. “A Pleasure to meet you Mr.Black,  My name is Nagnok.” he started, hadrian's attention completely on him “I am the accountant for the House of Black,” 

“It's nice to meet you Nagnok,” Hadrian said politely.

“Yes, well to being we shall start with a simple inheritance test, just to make sure you are who you say you are”, The goblin had a very professional tone, very no nonsense type in hadrian's opinion, it reminded him of his mother, he nodded as the goblin stepped down from his seat approaching Hadrian and handed him what appeared to be a letter opener and a piece of blank parchment “Just prick your finger and allow three drops of blood to land on the paper,” Nagnok said, and Hadrian did as he was told. 

The blood soaked into the paper, reminding Hadrian of how the ink soaked into Tom Riddle's diary, Hadrian could see words starting to form when the goblin snatched back the knife and parchment. 

“Ah yes I see,” He started, reading the parchment “ Well everything seems to be in order, my apologies heir Black for my rudeness just then, we have to make sure to read the parchment before any spells can be placed to change information” He said,handing back the parchment for Hadrian to read, he didn't mind the rudeness, didn't actually see it as rude to be honest, though one look at Narcissa showed that she wasn't impressed. He started to read the parchment, with Draco looking over his shoulder.

Name: 

Hadrian Regulus Black 

Blood status:  

Half-Blood

Birth parents:

Mother: Lily Jane Potter (nee Evans) (disowned)

Father: James Fleamont Potter (disowned)

Blood adopted Father: Sirius Orion Black

Adopted parents:

Mother: Severus Snape 

Father: Remus John Lupin

Titles:

Heir to house of Potter(former)

Heir to house of Prevell (former)

Heir to house of Black, 

Heir to House of Gaunt

Separate vaults

Snape vault

Lupin vault

Harry potter school fund 

Hadrian wasn’t surprised by what he saw, he didn’t understand why his former parents would come for him when he’s been disowned.

“Now Mr Black, as heir you can claim the Black family heir ring.” Nagnok said, pushing the small black box towards the end of his desk, Hadrian picked up the box and examined the ring inside. 

It was small and golden. The centerpiece of the ring was a black pearl which had golden detailing around the sides. He picked up the ring and slid it onto his right index finger.

The ring seemed to have a warm humming feel to it, as recognizing him as the heir, it felt familiar, it was nice.

“Now Mr.Black, are you wanting to claim the Gaunt heir ring as well?” Nagnok asked.

“No thank you, I don't know why I am heir to that house you see, so it would be wrong of me to claim it” Nagnok understood nodding in acknowledgment.

“Very well,” he said. 

“We would like to access the Harry Potter school fund today if possible” Narcissa spoke up. Nagnok turned to her, nodding, he then stood and made his way to the door “If you would follow me, I shall take you to the vault. He opened the door. The trio standing and making their way out, following the goblin.

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While sitting on the cart that was going faster than anything Hadrian had ever been on, he was lost in thought, thinking about the titles that he owned now.

One thing that he didn't understand was his relation to the house of Gaunt. On their walk to the carts, Narcissa told him that the Gaunt family had been gone for years, with the lord Morfin Gaunt dying in the 1940’s with no heir. No one knows what happened to his sister, but people can guess she passed away with no heir as well. 

He decided that when he was in Hogwarts, he would look into that family line and have a look if they were related in some way.

“Here we are,the Harry Potter school fund vault,” Nagnok said, stepping out. Hadrian reminded himself to get the vault name changed.

Nagnok pulled out a key and opened the stone door which moved with difficulty to reveal mountains of golden coins. “Every month, a deposit was made to this vault from Sirius Black’s vault; they have stopped now as they were set to end once you turned 11.” Narcissa said she had looked into the fine details as much as she could while in Nagnok’s office, Hadrian nodded as she pulled out a small pouch and gathered a few coins for him. “Now as I've told Draco, this money is to last you the school year. Since you can't go to hogsmeade this year, that should be no problem at all, but I expect you both to be wary of what you spend your money on” both of the boys nodded in acknowledgement and she handed over the pouch to Hadrian. 

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They made their way back up to the main foyer when Nagnok turned to hadrian, handing him the key that he used to enter the vault. “ whenever you need to enter that vault Mr.Black , just show this key to the one of the receptionists, let will let you through straight away.” hadrian took the key saying thank you and the goblin gave him a small smile, definitely for professional looks, hadrian thought. “ Thank you Nagnok” Narcissa said, producing a few gallions from her pocket and handing them to the goblin. Who gave her a much larger grin in response. He nodded and made his way down the hall as the trio left Gringotts.

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They were in Flourish and Blotts, collecting hadrian's school books, and a few others for him when he asked “Mrs Malfoy, why did you hand the goblin money” Narcissa turned to him with a small smile “ Goblins are very difficult to understand; they are mainly seen as cruel, greedy and generally malicious creatures, However” she picked up a potions book Harry would be needing “ if you treat them with respect and, pay them well, they will make sure you are well looked after” Hadrian nodded at this, “I’m guessing he’s new, he seemed quite young” Draco commented, reading the latest quidditch times. “Goblins can live for quite some time” Narcissa commented “ I think they can live for as long as three hundred years, but yes this was my first time meeting this goblin, it seems the former accountant for the Black family must have passed” she said as if it was supposed to be an off thought that she made out loud. “ Now then, let's buy these books and then we can get you a wardrobe sorted”.

Hadrian paid for this book and exited flourish and blotts, and headed across the street to madam malkins.

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When they entered the shop, a lady who Hadrian assumed to be Madam Malkin came up to them. “Mrs, Malfoy, Welcome back, how may I help you today.” she said with such respect that Hadrian thought she saw the Malfoys as royalty. “We’re here to get some new Hogwarts uniforms and a new wardrobe for this young boy here” Narcissa said, gesturing to Hadrian, “ and some more everyday clothes for Draco for when he is at Hogwarts”. Madame Malkin's eyes lit up at this, she started by taking Draco into the back room  “I’ll get Draco all set up and then I'll come and collect you my dear” she said in a friendly tone.

“Now don't worry about the prices here Hadrian, I'll pay for this” Narcissa said as she could see Hadrian counting his gallions, to see how much it would cost for an entirely new wardrobe. 

He looked up in relief at her “ are you sure, oh thank you Mrs.Malfoy” he said with a smile.

“My dear, you can call me Narcissa, we are family after all” she said with a smile, it quickly disappeared as Madame Malkin reappeared, she gestured Hadrian to follow her into the back.

While in the back Hadrian saw Draco standing on a Pedestal. Being measured with a measuring tape that was floating  around his head.

“Just step up here my dear, there we go!” Hadrian stood on a similar Pedestal to Dracos. Looking into the 3 mirrors that surrounded him. “ Just lift your arms up and we’ll get you all measured up” as he was being measured, Hadrian was bombarded with question after question about his preferences on colour, fabric , style all to which he had no answer for. He started to get a bit dizzy from the questions when Draco spoke up, “he doesn't have a preference for anything Madame” he said politely. 

Her eyes lit up even more, for a second Hadrian thought they might explode, “oh how lovely, i'll get you a bit of everything then my dear” she turned her head when the stores door made a ‘ding’ sound “give me one second my dears, I shall be back in a moment.” Madame Malkin said as she turned to enter the main store once again. 

Hadrian stood on the step, at a loss of what to do as different fabrics with all sorts of colours and patterns flew around him while a quill took notes on a piece of parchment. Hadrian wondered if it was sentient and could see him? or could Madame Malkin still see him though magic?

As Hadrian was lost in thought, two more children, Hadrian would say around his and Draco's age, walked in with Madam Malkin. The first was a young girl. She had long ginger hair that seemed to frame her face perfectly, her hazel eyes gave her a warmer look, she wore a blue summer dress, with white knee length socks, and black buckle shoes.

The next was a boy with messy raven black hair like Hadrian, and hazel eyes like the girl. He wore a white button down, with red shorts white ankle socks and red slacks. 

The children carried themselves with confidence  as they both stepped onto the pedestals next to Hadrian. 

“Ok, I'll go and grab your uniforms to try out and we’ll see if they are just right for you both.” Madame Malkin said, Hadrien noticed that she looked at the other two children the same way she looked at Narcissa, he turned to the girl who was already looking at him, she gave him a smile, Hadrian noticed that it was fake, but he guessed that in this world you had to be friendly to all and offered back a smile in return before turning back to a piece of leather that was matching itself with two pieces of fabric around his torso. 

“Are you two here for your Hogwarts outfits as well” the girl spoke, her voice was sweet but smooth, she looked at both him and Draco expecting a response. The other boy didn't seem to take notice of them. “We are,” Draco responded nonchalantly, it was obvious he knew who these two children were, “ oh how lovely,” she started, “ see Charles, there's going to be all sorts of different children at Hogwarts” she turned to the boy, named Charles, who rolled his eyes at the girl. It seemed she was better than him at being able to hide how she was feeling “other children?” hadrian started “how big are years normally at hogwarts?” he asked the girl. 

She turned to him and smiled “oh sorry, I was on about different children as in blood types, seeing as you're a muggle born” she said looking at herself in the mirror. Hadrian looked at her confused, “i’m not a muggleborn,i’m halfblood” he said, she smiled at this and replied “ so you must have grown up outside the wizarding world, away from magic right?”.

While that was half true, Jadrian did know and had always known about the wizarding world, “no, I grew up knowing about magic” he said, the girls expression turned to one of shock, Hadrian still could see that it was fake “oh, we just assumed since you didn't know who we were” she smiled after the comment to which Draco rolled his eyes “should I?” Hadrian responded, they didn't seem to like that comment as the boy, Charles turned to him looking a bit offended, the same expression on the girls face but less hidden, she shook it off, giving a look to her brother before starting again “nevermind that, you will soon.” They both turned back to the mirrors as Madame Malkin walked out with some items of clothing, heading for Draco, “here we are Mr Malfoy, these items will be more up to par with your style.” She lifted the items as they started to float around Draco. And then somehow, Hadrian knew it was magic, he was wearing them! 

Madame Malkin turned back to Hadrian and took the parchment that had been taking notes this entire time. “Yes I can work with this,” give me one moment and I will get these items sorted for you to take away with you.” she smiled and headed off once again.

“Malfoy eh, bet you're hoping for Slytherin” Charles commented, his voice held a tone of hate in it, spitting out his friends name. “And what of it? Slytherin is known for being a great house, "Draco said, not even sparing a glance at the boy who was glaring at him. “They're known for being the most evil, there's not a single dark wizard that didnt come from Slytherin,” Charles spat out. The girl who Hadrian didn't know the name of was also glaring, but smiled once again at Hadrian when she saw him looking. “We’re going to be in Gryffindor, they're known for being ambitious and brave” she smiled, ‘her cheeks must hurt’ Hadrian thought. 

“ I thought slytherin were known for being cunning and ambitious,” he said, looking at the girl with false innocence. “ and that Gryffindor’s were known for having a certain disregard for the rules”.

“Yes while that is true-” the girl started, only to be cut off by Charles “Slytherin are also known for being the most evil, take the Malfoys for example, their family is full of dark wizards, and his mother comes from the Black family” the boy said, his tone getting quieter and quieter, when he wasn't yelling, Charles’s voice sounded husky, Harry guessed it was due to all the yelling he did. “ Keep my family's name out your mouth Potter” Draco spat back.

And all of a sudden, everything clicked together, hadrian's eyebrows raised as he realised who was in front of him. These were his so-called siblings, Charles and Ivy potter. 

Hadrian ,of course, knew about them from over-hearing his father, mother and papa talk about the potters. He’d never seen them before but now that he had, he realised how similar they looked. 

Ivy seemed to notice his realisation and her confident mask slipped right back on, moving her hair out of her face to reveal the ‘scar’ that was on her cheek. Charles however didn't seem to realise as he turned to Hadrian. “ you’ll soon find out that some wizarding family are better than others, you don’t wanna go making friends with the wrong sort” he stepped off the pedestal and walked up to Hadrian, holding out his hand, “ I can help you there,” they both smiled at Hadrian, expecting him to choose them over Draco. 

He gave them both a glare before he said “ I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks” Charles and Ivy’s faces showed shock, and while they both glared at him, Charles started turning red with rage, ‘had he never been rejected before? Poor thing.’ Hadrian thought, however they both placed on their innocent masks when hearing Madame Malkin's muffled voice through the curtains that hung over an archway. 

Charles made his way back to his pedestal. When Madame Malkin walked in holding some uniforms, Hadrian guessed they were the Hogwarts uniforms.”Ok my dears,here are your uniforms” she let the uniforms float over as she moved over to Hadrian and Draco. “Was everything to your liking,Mr Malfoy” she said in a sweet tone.

Draco responded “yes thank you”

“Perfect , let's get you both checked out then” she ushered them both off the pedestals and into the main area, where Hadrian saw Narcissa standing and the Potters. He gave them a quick glare as they made their way over to the counter. 

Hadrian tuned out what Madame Malkin was saying as Draco turned to him. “Thanks for that,” he smiled gratefully at Hadrian, who smiled and nodded back at him. Hadrian saw Narcissa smile and thank Madame Malkin who smiled in turn and headed back into the dressing room.

“Ok, next on the list is a wand, so we need to go to Ollivanders” Narcissa said, as she started to lead the boys out the door, only to be stopped by the Potters.

“Harry stop acting like a child and come home, this has been going on for long enough!” James demanded, Narcissa immediately stepped in front of the two boys. “Move out of my way Malfoy,” he spat out at Narcissa, batting a nearby fly that was getting a bit too close to James's head. “Mr Potter do calm yourself, you are creating a scene” She said, her voice while smooth and calm held a tone of coldness in it. 

Lily Potter stayed back, rubbing her obvious bump while looking at Hadrian with such intensity, he thought she might have stared a hole in his head. 

“No I will not calm down, he is my son, and you have kidnapped him” he yelled. Pointing at Narcissa.

“You must be mistaken mr. Potter, This boy is the son of my dear cousin, who I am caring for as he gets his affairs in order” she said. 

“You lie, deatheater!” he yelled, pulling out his wand and pointing it at Narcissa. She didn't flinch or pull out her own wand. She simply pulled out the piece of parchment from her pocket, and Hadrian recognized it as his inheritance test. “See for yourself,” She said, holding up the parchment for them to read, the fly landing on it. James tried to snatch it off her, only for Narcissa to move back. 

Lily moved closer to read the parchment, the Potters jaws dropping as they read on, “as you can see, this boy is the rightful heir to the noble and ancient house of Black, you have no claim to him” she slyly taunted, folding the parchment and placing it back in her pocket.

James, enraged by this, redrew his wand “I don't know what dark magic you used deatheater, but I will find out and once I do” keeping his wand pointed at Narcissa he got close “ you and your husband will be getting the kiss quicker than you can say azkaban, and i'll make sure your spawn is dealt with before he can do the same” Narcissa glared at him, threatening her or her husband was fine, she could deal with that, but never her child.

“I do hope you aren't threatening the life of my child Mr. Potter” she said, her tone holding such coldness, Hadrian thought the room might freeze. “ and what if I am” he started before Lily pulled him back “ James please stop this madness,” she turned to Narcissa, giving a low as she could ,considering she was pregnant, bow “I do apologise for my husband's behaviour, Mrs. Malfoy, do forgive him” she stood back up straight “please, have a lovely rest of your day”, she dragged her husband out of the way. 

Narcissa’s gaze stayed cold as she led the children out of Madame Malkins and towards Olivanders, the little fly following and landing on Hadrian's shoulder, once outside he turned to waft it off his arm,only to notice it was actually a beetle. He wafted it of anyways and it flew off, he turned to hear Draco say “ We need to report that mother, he cant speak to you that way” Narcissa stayed quiet until the entered Olivanders, once they did she turned to Draco and knelt down to his level. 

“My dear the ministry would not do anything about it, even with your fathers status, the Potters have a higher one, their popularity and alliances with the minister of magic, not to mention Mr Potter being an Aruor himself, would mean that he would get barely a slap on the wrist.” she stood, and made her way over to the front desk. 

Before Draco could respond, an old man with pale skin and white silvery eyes, came into view on a bookshelf staircase. He gave a smile “ah yes, yes. I thought I would be seeing you soon Mr.Black” he came down from the staircase “ah, Mr. Malfoy, it seems only yesterday, that your father was in here him-self, buying his first wand” he stood at his desk smiling at the three infront of him, “so, who is to go first”.

Draco volunteered himself to go first, and Ollivander started pulling out  wand cases once by one, Ollivander would mutter to himself taking the wand out of draco's hand before going to find another wand.

it didn't take draco long to find it, as the air shifted around him “yes,yes. 10 inches, made from hawthorne wood, and unicorn hair has the core” he said as Draco inspected his new wand, “your turn mr Black” he said. 

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Hadrian looked at Olivanders confused gaze, it had been half an hour of trying different wands, and none of them were giving the response Ollivander was hoping for. 

He was looking in the back when he came upon a wand, “looking back at Hadrian he muttered to himself “I wonder” before returning to them, “11 inches, made of holly, and possesses a phoenix feather core” he said, handing Hadrian the wand. He felt a sense of familiarity rush through him, as he was his with a gust of air from practically nowhere. Olivander looked up at presumably nothing muttering “yikes, very curious” 

Hadrian looked at him confused, “sorry, but what's curious?”

Olivander looked at him “ I remember every wand i've ever sold mr, Black, it so happens the phoenix, whos tail feather resides in your wand gave another feather” the serious look that he held made Hadrian feel out of sorts “ it is curious that you should be destined for this wand, when its brother, gave you that scar” he finished as he pointed at hadrian's head. 

Hadrian had grown up with his scar, believing it was rubble from the collapsed roof, in his former home in Godric's hollow. “ And who owned that wand?” Hadrian asked.

Olivanders eyes widened “We do not speak his name, the wand chooses the wizard Mr. Black, it's not always clear why, but, I think it is clear , that we can expect great things from you, after all, he who must not be named, did great things, terrible, but great”.

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Hadrian was lost in thought as they wandered through the shops in Diagon alley, he thought that the dark lord had attacked his siblings that day in Godric's Hollow, but it just so happens that his wand is the brother to the dark lords wand, it seemed insane, but at the same time poetic. 

Hadrian had been getting information on wands when he was in Azkaban from one of the older inmates that passed when he was younger, he used to tell him about the different types of cores and what they meant, and he remembers talking about brother wands. 

While they were rare, they were known, ‘Brother wands have special magical properties and are reluctant to duel each other. If they are forced to duel, they will connect through a rare connection called Priori Incantatem’ he couldn't quite remember what those words meant, he made a mental note to search that up when he got to hogwarts.

They had entered a pet shop The Magical Menagerie, in hopes of finding Hadrian a carrier owl, in Draco’s words “the owls at Eyelops Owl Emporium are sub par at best, these ones and just better”, so here they were , searching through the vast amounts of magical creatures that Hadrian had never seen before when he felt a pull.

He allowed the pull to lead him and when he reached his destination he was in awe. 

In Front of him, stood a snowy owl, with amber eyes and a black beak. The owl turned to look at him, cooing and stared into his soul, as if judging him, from what Hadrian felt. “ I see this bird has caught your eye,” the shopkeeper said. “She's a beauty ain't she, i’m afraid she is just a regular snowy owl,” the man opened the cage, allowing Hadrian to get a better look. 

The owl flew straight out, perching herself on Harry's shoulder, starting to preen and detangle his hair. “Well don't ya look at that” the man said, “she’s not usually this friendly with customers” Hadrian smiled at the bird before turning to the man.

“How much is she?” he asked.

“15 gallions” the man said in a matter of fact tone, Hadrian didn't mind, and turned to the man with a smile “i'll take her”.

The old man smiled “fantastic, i'll get her all ready to go with some things and i’ll call you over when shes ready, feel free to have a look around while you wait” he said holding his arm out of the snowy owl, who reluctantly climbed on and allowed the man to take her into the back, keeping her amber eyes on Hadrian for as long as she could til he was no longer in sight.

Hadrian decided to look at all the different pets that there were, when he came upon the reptiles section. There were all sorts of regular and magical reptiles, one being a part bird, part reptile that was taking a nap, the label said it was a snallygaster. 

Hadrian continued to look when he saw a large glass cage inside holding a simple snake, it said in the description that this was a burmese python.

 It seemed to be napping, or well trying to be, but the little children that were standing and banging on the glass seemed to be interrupting the snake's plans. “Stupid humans, once i’m big enough I will eat them all” Hadrian heard the snake say , and also took note that this snake was already quite big, appearing to be at least 11 feet long and was probably quite capable of breaking out and eating them, “sorry about them, not all humans are bad I swear” he whispered, to which the snakes head shot up, “A speaker! Yes, well after being in here for a while, it can get a bit repetitive” Hadrian felt pity for the creature, he knew what it was like to be locked up with no reason why “would you like me to let you out?” he asked, hoping to help this new friend out “no its ok speaker, I am to wait for someone to come and buy me, that is what we all are here for”.

“I can buy you if you’d like,” Hadrian asked.

The snake looked at him “while that is a nice thought ,speaker, that old man has been raising my price every time I grow, I believe I am about 80 gallions at this moment in time and you are quite young” . 

The snake was right. Hadrian did not have enough. He was already at 50 gallions, 46 sickes and 145 knuts left. Which while was a lot, he wanted to make sure he had enough for his stay at Hogwarts as well.

“I will save up for you and come back I promise” he said to the snake,who had placed its head on its body, seeming to not believe him “ do you have a name I can call you by?”.

The snake turned its head back to him “My name is Nagini” she spoke.

“My name is Hadrian and I promise you nagini, I will come back for you” the determined look in his eyes seemed to soften the snake, she hissed at him, which to hadrian sounded like a hum of acknowledgment. And she curled herself up, returning to her sunbathing.

Hadrian decided to leave her be and made his way to the front desk as the old man returned with his snowy owl.

When he exited the shop, finding Draco looking at all the kneazles in the window. He walked up to him showing him his new owl. Draco gave an estrange look “ I didn't know they also did boring animals in there” The owl ruffled her feathers, turning away from Draco, “I think you upset her” Hadrian said with a laugh in his tone. “ oh please as if you can tell how an owl is thinking” Draco joked, as Narcissa came up to them “ are we all ready to go?” she asked, to which both boys nodded, and they started to make their way to the appreciation point. “ Now Hadrian you are going to need to hold on tight to that owl, she can't fly back on her own because she's not been to the manor before.” Narcissa spoke, Hadrian bringing his pet's cage closer as they walked. “ So what are you gonna name her?” Draco said, as they reached the operation point, holding his mothers arm. 

“I think I'm gonna name her Hedwig.” Hadrian decided, holding onto Hedwig's cage with one hand and holding onto narcissa with the other as they appreciated to Malfoy manor.

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After a long day of walking around Diagon alley, Hadrian decided to write about it to Tom who was more than happy to hear about it for once, Hadrian was sat at the desk in his room with his window open as he had let Hedwig out to hunt, It was nice to tell Tom about his day, he spoke about his trip to Gringotts and the Gaunt family, Tom said he didn't know who they were.

He told him about his encounter with the Potters and his siblings, he didn't seem to care all that much about that but still gave light responses every now and then.

He spoke about his trip to Ollivanders and what Ollivander had said about his wand. And how it was a brother wand to he who must not be named when Tom asked ‘and who is that?’ Hadrian responded with ‘The Dark Lord,’ Tom didn't say anymore on the matter, telling Hadrian to brush it off as an old man losing his mind. Hadrian did not like that response but continued on with his day, telling Tom about his pull towards Hedwig; ‘well that's probably because she is your familiar’ Hadrian stared in astonishment at the response ‘I thought those didn't exist’ 

‘Well yes while they don't exist, they can in theory, It might be better to say you were destined for eachother,’ Hadrian stared at his response in awe, ‘you felt like you knew how she was feeling, yes?’.

Hadrian then told Tom about the snake to which he said ‘you can speak to snakes?’ and Harry responded with ‘yes, but i’m sure lots of people can’ Tom didn't say any more on the matter. 

Hadrian ended the day feeling excited about Hogwarts, he couldn’t wait to start learning.

Chapter Text

James Potter was furious, Dumbledore’s little rescue mission had not gone to plan, his wife was in hysterics, and his youngest child was living with death eaters!

They all stood on the rocky shore of Azkaban, waiting for the little rowing boat to return, Lily’s crying had quietened into sniffles that broke the silence every now and then.

Dumbledore stared off into the distance, his twinkle lost from his eyes. And James, he was about to explode. 

His life had been perfect, an amazing job as an auror, two amazing children who saved the world, and a new baby on the way. Of course he also thought that his third child was somewhere in the house.

The boat reappeared in the distance, and once it hit the rocky shore, the trio clambered in, James helping his wife down first before sitting next to her.

The boat ride back was less quiet, Dumbledore was reassuring them, telling them about how everything was going to work out and Hadrian will soon see the light, “he only chose the Malfoys, because he has been shrouded in darkness his entire life, he will make the right choice in due time” he assured, this lifted James’ mood, if Dumbledore can make sense of this, he knew everything would work out.

Lily sat in silence, replaying the conversation over and over in her head. The way her former friends looked at her. How could she not have known that Sirius and Remus were in Azkaban! And the way Harry looked at her, with such coldness and disinterest, like he didn’t even know who they were, and she guessed he didn’t, he grew up surrounded by villains never knowing his parents were loving and kind people. She finally came out of her hivemind that she had sunk into when the boat hit the dock on the main-land. 

Harry and Malfoy were already gone by the time they got to shore, which was expected. ‘The slimy snake was quick to slither away’ James has thought. He turned to his wife, helping her out of the boat. She looked as if the hope in her eyes had been sucked out by a dementor. He gave her a small smile as he linked her arm with his and made their way to the small hut.

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Ivy and Charles potter were perfect, ‘The Girl and Boy Who Lived’ from the minute they survived the killing curse, they were sworn to perfection. Children wanted to be them and adults wanted them to be their children. They always had to be perfect, and they were, not a flaw in sight.

Charles was the splitting image of his father with his messy black hair and hazel eyes. The boy was ‘already gaining muscle’ as his parents would say which was perfect for him because Charles Loved quidditch and being on a broom, just like his father.

Ivy was like her mother. Her long silky ginger hair that framed her face just right,her fair skin and hazel eyes that seemed to bring warmth into a room, the perfect version of her mother. So calm and dainty, nothing could make her angry, unlike her brother..

They were outside when their parents arrived. Charles was trying to fly on his broom less than 3 feet in the air. Wobbling about and struggling to keep himself steady. A worried stressed look on his face. While his sister looked at him with disinterest, she sat on the grass flipping through the pages of a flowgraphy book that she cared not for when they both heard the sound of their parents returning.

They both stopped their activities and made their way through the mansion, as they got closer to the foyer they could hear their parents mumbling, they only stopped once they heard the name Harry.

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The siblings had heard of their brother before , but only in short comments, whether it be Lily and James calling the house elf to feed him or look after him while they went out, they never saw him, it was only til their 8th birthday when they went through the family album. 

James had tried to skip past the pages, but they saw one image that stuck out to them. It was them. Their family, Lily and James were kneeling on the ground both smiling and laughing as they watched a baby girl zoom around the image on a broom. 

In James's arms was a baby boy with black hair and hazel eyes who was more interested in eating his hand than watching his sibling flying about. 

And in lilys arms was another. The boy looked very similar to them both however he had James's messy raven black hair and Lily's emerald green eyes, in the image he was looking up at his sister in wonder. His bright eyes tracked her as she moved around. 

The duo had searched the castle top to bottom in search of their brother after that. However they never could find him. One day after searching for Harry. Poppet appeared to tell them their dinner was ready. 

Charles, who was already angry that day for something that they no longer remember, had yelled at the house elf, demanding that she take them to their brother. It was only then that the poppet told them ‘Master Harry has not lived in this house for years now’ before disappearing. The twins never told anyone of their discovery, they don't know why but they thought it would be better that way..

Before they knew it, their parents found out he was missing and a rescue plan was made to bring him home. And here they were, Ivy and Charles stood at the door to the foyer, the barrier that was keeping them from seeing their missing third, they pressed their hands on the door to open it but stopped when they heard a conversation. “What are we going to do! The papers definitely know about this now!” It was their mother. 

She was stressed, of course she wasn’t allowed to be because their parents decided they needed another child to entertain them while they go to hogwarts, “There’s no way the paper know, that death eater knows that the media won’t believe him not with the rumours of the aurors searching his home for dark artifacts,” their father sounded angry and like he did not believe himself, did they not find Harry? Is that why he's angry? “What do you think Headmaster?” James asked, his voice sounded hopeful.

“There is nothing to worry about my boy,” Dumbledore started quietly , he sounded calm and collected, like he believed every word he was saying, the duo pressed their heads against the door, straining to hear him “the media won't know about this til they go to hogwarts, for now focus on Charles and Ivy, take them go get their things for hogwarts tomorrow, show the wizarding world that you are an united front” his voice got clearer and before they knew it, the door they had been putting their weight on to hear gave way, Ivy stumbled but remained standing, a shocked look on her face whereas Charles fell face first onto the ground, scrambling to stand up, his face flushed with embarrassment. “Charles, Ivy, We didn't realise you were listening” their mother said, her face stern. Charles’s face showed embarrassment whereas Ivy scanned the room before asking “Where's Harry?”.

James and Lily shared a look, “Harry won't be coming home for a while kids” James said, his voice stern. It was obvious that whatever happened when they went to get Harry went wrong “ don't worry though, we have it all under control!” Lily said, her voice laced with false positivity. 

The matter was quickly forgotten as James started talking to them about their newly planned trip to diagon alley tomorrow. The duo quickly moved on from whatever that just was. It was best to stay as their perfect children, that's what they needed right?

Hours later, the small family was sitting eating dinner. Dumbledore had left a while ago leaving them to talk about whatever they could think of “i pre-ordered all your books and clothes for you, so all we need to do is collect them when we go out tomorrow” their mother had commented. The children paid no mind. Whatever conversation their parents were having was not as important as they thought it was, the children already knew what to do. Smile and wave at the camera’s and fans, Ivy would pose and show off the scar on her cheek while Charles would tense every muscle in his body to seem more masculine. They had to be perfect.

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The next day, The Potters walked into Diagon alley, immediately they were surrounded by fans and reporters, trying to document the boy and girl who lived ‘trip to Diagon Alley to collect their school supplies’.

‘How people find this to be good media is beyond me’ Ivy thought as she smiled at a flashing camera, tossing her hair behind her as they walked towards Madame Malkins, she looked at her brother and could see the anger and stress building behind his eyes, charles was never one for idle conversations or loud noise.

James opened the door for the family, making a ‘ding’ sound as they entered. Lily smiled as she saw Madame Malkine come out from the back, the starstruck look on her face was all she needed when the lady saw them, “Mr and Mrs Potter,” she sounded like all the air had left her lungs. “Madame Malkin,” Lily registered, “We’re here to collect Our children’s uniforms” she smiled at the lady who seemed to move as if she was not in control of her own body, rushing behind the counter and gathering some papers before answering, “Of course Mrs Potter,” she turned to register the children, “if you two would like to follow me, I will get you settled in the back and bring your uniforms to you to try.”  With that, the designer ushered the two children into the back. 

Lily and James smiled at each other, ‘It seemed like everything was going well today’ Lily thought, resting her hand on her baby bump, it wasn’t small, big enough to see even though she was three months along, she knew that it wouldn’t be long before she would be back, trying on maternity clothes. 

It was then that Lily spotted her, stood closer to the counter than them, her pale skin and dark gown that held power, her cold eyes that bore into your soul when she stared into your eyes. Narcissa Malfoy.

At this moment she was paying them no mind, her face holding the perfect pureblood mask that Lily had seen thousands of times by those who thought themselves better than her because of their blood status. Now Narcissa had never said anything to indicate anything about her views, but James and Lily knew.

James saw the look on Lily's face and turned to see who had taken her interest. Once his eyes rested on Malfoy, he came to a quick conclusion. If Malfoy is here, then surely Harry is. He whispered this to his wife, who was already steps ahead of him, making her way over to the pureblood.

“Mrs Malfoy, May I have a word” she said as politely as she could. The lady's face turned towards Lily,her eyes cold  but she didn’t back down “if you must” she said, her voice was colder than her eyes and void of all emotion and tone.

“I was wondering if you could tell me when Harry is coming back to us, we understand-,” Lily glanced towards the curtains, “-That some familiar faces would be comforting on the outside world, but he needs to come home,” Lily smiled at the lady.

Narcissa’s eyes slightly narrowed at the woman, “I am not sure as to what you are insinuating with familiar faces Mrs Potter however, Hadrian IS home”

Lily only smiled at Narcissa “I was only insinuating that the majority of your relatives are in Azkaban, more specifically Azkaban tower where Harry was, such as your sister, Brother-in-law,and cousin” she took notice that James had moved closer, still behind her, but closer. “And Harry is My son, he belongs with me,” she said.

“According to the ministry, hadrian is under my care at this moment in time Mrs Potter, You can take this up with them if you so please. However it will do no good for you i’m afraid” Narcissa said Taking a step back.

James was about to retort when Madame Malkin walked through the curtains separating the changing area and the shop. In Front of her were two children. One with platinum blonde hair and grey eyes, and the other with those same emerald green eyes that glared at them as he passed by.

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Ivy and Charles stood on their pedestals trying on their new uniforms and seeing how they looked. “Can you believe them!” Charles grumbled and Ivy rolled her eyes at his angry muttering. “ It's a good thing he didn’t accept, if he's hanging around Malfoy he’s probably from another death eater family” Ivy turned him out as she stared at her uniform, her thoughts kept drifting back to that boy. 

The boy was deathly pale, as if he had never seen the sun, his familiar messy black hair that had streaks of grey and white running through it, and his emerald green eyes that stared into her soul, as if he could see past their facade. She couldn’t understand it. He didn’t know who they were until he heard their names and once he did, the coldness that settled in his eyes was unsettling. She was so lost in thought she didn't notice madam malkin walk through, giving her brother an odd look before heading through a door that lead more into the back 

When she came to, he was still ranting and mumbling to himself about Malfoy and the strange boy. “Will you calm yourself,” she muttered at him, he turned to glare at her “ how can I be calm, death eaters are going to school with us”.

“Honestly, you listen to those meetings dad has too much” she spat out. I mean how couldn’t he. Charles couldn’t believe his sister sometimes, they were the boy and girl who lived, it was their destiny to defeat the dark lord, at least that's what dumbledore said. He had been training for this for years now, every lesson, every battle every night when he curled under his bed crying in fear of Voldemort coming to get him when he slept. It was all leading up to it.

Charles took a deep breath trying to calm himself , he hadn’t noticed the muffled arguing from behind the curtain, he was too engrossed with his rantings “ ignore it “ his sister said sharply, she was moving her hair around her face, trying different smiles and laughs.

He turned to her with a worried look on his face “ it's probably some annoying customers fighting over a garment or something” she said as she grabbed all her hair pulling it around to rest on her left shoulder. Charles would’ve believed her if it wasn’t for the one voice that sounded a lot like their fathers. “C-can we practice, I wanna make sure i’m all ready for the news reporters” he stuttered rubbing the back of his neck. She turned to look at him before giving a small smile “sure, I need the practice as well” she tossed her hair behind her back as she cleared her throat before holding her hand up, as if she was holding an imaginary microphone “Mister, Charles Potter, What are you most Excited for when you go to Hogwarts” she said in a low voice, mocking some of the reporters they spoke to before . He breathed before responding with a casual smile plastered to his face “well, i’m really excited to play quidditch and be on the team, i’m hoping to make it this year, just like my dad, though i’m not looking forward to those essays i'm gonna have to write” Ivy Nodded at his response “good, good” she smiled at him, “OK, OK my turn” she said flattening false creases on the uniform she was still wearing. 

Charles stood up straighter holding up the imaginary microphone that had been passed to him, “Miss Ivy Potter” he said in a High pitch tone making his sister giggle. “ what are you hoping to excel in at hogwarts” the fake smile fell into place immediately “well i’m hoping to excel well at everything while at hogwarts, but I really hope to get the highest score in transfiguration and Potions” she finished, Charles laughed at her, “how are you planning on doing that, you can't stand potions because of how bad you are at it” he giggled to himself and Ivy glared at him “ I could say the same thing about quidditch” Charles looked at her smiling “touché” they both giggled at each other, changing back into their normal clothes, as madame malkin returned to the room.

When they exited, they saw a concerned Lily and an enraged James Potter which confirmed Charles’s suspicions, the older man went over to the counter, still angry but now with a fake smile on his face. As Lily moved over to her children, “what's going on?” Charles asked.

Lily smiled before responding, “ Nothing to worry about, but out of interest, did you speak to the boy in the changing room with dark hair?” she asked quickly.

Charles scoffed,”with the white streaks in it, yeah he was weird” he said. Ivy decided to press more “why do you ask mum?” Lily looked to James who had finished talking with Madam Malkin and was walking over. Because that young boy is your brother, Harry” she said, though she didn't sound so sure of herself. And all of a sudden the dots connected in Ivy's mind, why he knew their names but not their faces. Whyhe looked so different but so familiar at the same time? She hid her shock better than Charles who literally had his jaw on the ground.

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Once everything was paid, The Potters exited Madame Malkins and went on gathering the rest of their items with the new information fresh in their minds. They walked through countless shops, buying books, cauldrons, and ingredients .

They walked past a shop that was showing off a new broom that caught their eye of one of the twins, The nimbus 2000 it said. However they were ushered into a pet shop instead.

Ivy wasn’t that all bothered by a pet but she still looked at all the different animals, awing at the babies and staying away from the less than pleasant looking ones, Charles, however was thrilled, he looked at all the different types of magical creatures, taking pity on how sad they looked from being caged.

He made his way over to the reptile section and was about to turn into the aisle that held them when he heard a sort of hissing sound. Normally someone would've thought well that has to be a snake however this was different, it sounded like it was more than hissing, like a made up language.

He poked his head around the corner and to his horror he saw the boy he saw in Madam Malkins, the boy he now knew to be his brother Harry. Speaking with a snake.

Now Charles had paid enough attention in Dumbledore's lectures to know about this trait, the ability to talk to snakes, also known as parseltongue is an ancient language, and the last known person who was able to speak to snakes was voldemort. And of course it didn't take long for Charles to come to the oh so obvious conclusion. 

Harry must be too far gone, and must be working with Voldemort personally to be able to speak that language. His heart raced and his breathing quickened as she stared at his supposed brother smiling and hissing at a snake.

Ivy was looking at the different birds when her brother came over shaking, clinging to their father. The man's face showed concern as he lowered himself to listen to whatever Charles was whining about. She honestly couldn’t understand why Dumbledore and her parents were putting all this pressure on them. 

Voldemort had been dead for 11 years, and it was obvious he was not returning. She still, of course, had to attend all the lectures and training battles dumbledore assigned to them. She could say she was holding the pressure better than her brother, that's for sure.

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The sun had begun to set when the family finally made it to Olivanders. The children walked into the store, and made their way to the desk when Olivander jumped up from behind it. “Ah, The Potter children, I've been waiting for you two” he smiled. The duo looked at eachother with mild confusion as the The man walked into the back, Pulling out a box as he said, “it feels like only yesterday your parents were here looking for their first wands”.

He walked up to the front opening the box and holding out the wand for Ivy to take, “ladies first” he said with a smile.

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It didn't take long for them both to find their wands;

Ivy was about 3 wands in when Olivander handed her a new one saying, “Hazel wood with a unicorn hair core, 11 ½ and reasonably supple flexibility” sparks flew out the end of it as she took hold of the wand and she gave a smile.

Charles took a bit longer, he took notice that the core would stay the same but the types of wood and length would change after 12 wands Ollivander cheerfully soke as if he had found a breakthrough “Yew wood with a unicorn hair core, 13 ¾ and slightly springy flexibility” as he held the wand a light orb appeared at the end lighting up the dark room ( he had blown the lights out with the last wand).

James and Lily paid for the wands and the family finally started to make their way out of Diagon alley, Charles was still worried about Harry but after his talk with his dad and his new wand making him feel safer, he knew that whatever happened, he would be prepared.