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First of november 1981, 10h30 PM, England

The first thoughts of Harry was that he was cold, something was smelling like lemons, and familiar voices were speaking. Fluttering his eyes open, he met the twinkling eyes of Dumbledor, turning his head around due to the shine of them, he spotted McGonagall looking at him with compassionate eyes before they turned onto the elder man.

« I wacthed this family all day Albus, they are horrible,we can’t let him stay here.

It’s the only family he as left Minerva, they are of the same blood, they are family. Harry will be able to grow away from his fame and the dangers that come with them. It’s for the greater good Minerva. »

Harry didn ‘t know about the greater good, but he finally realized what had happened, Death being fed up with him had seemingly send him back in time ! He didn’t want to see the Dursley ! Yes he had reach some understanding with them in the end, but he still didn’t want to see them ! Atleast he could confirm that it was Dumbledor who had left him here.. and maybe he could change things now that he was in the past but still !
He continued to mull over his sudden chance at life while he was lowered in a basket onto the doorstep, and the professors moved away. He watched them go as the light came back to the street, finally realizing that Dumbledor had been there, alive, it meant so many people were too ! He started to cry in silence at this realisation, when suddenly a new person apparated in the street, they had a tall stature, and seemed to have hair as red as the gryffindor emblem. They walked to him with allure, picked him up before vanishing his basket with their wand and performing a warming charm on him, as he- because the voive was male- muttered to himself.

« Stupid Dumbledor, leaving a baby in this cold, and with those people too, well not on my guard. You, are coming with me. »

Harry’s brain stopped working at that,he was getting kidnapped ! Adopted ? Anyway, it wasn’t how it had gone the last time , what the hell was happening?! The man apparated them before a large villa, strangely, Harry noted that the moon seemed to have moved a little. The double doors opened and a house elf in a little uniform seemed to greet them in another langage.

« Bentornato maestro.

Buonanotte Fizzy, questo è il mio nuovo bambino, preparagli una stanza vicino alla mia e contatta Gringotts per un appuntamento domani pomeriggio.

Sì, maestro.»

Maybe the man noted his curious gaze, but he turned to his attention to Harry while walking the corrridors.

“ This was Fizzy, one of my house elves, they are going to prepare you a room while I bath you. Tomorrow we will go to Gringotts to sort through your papers. Ah, here we are.”

They entered a grand bedroom with velvet curtains, they walked to the small door next to the bed, opening into a bathroom as grand as the bedchamber. The man put him down in a sink, to start preparing the bath, Harry finally got to see himself in the mirror, he was seeing perfectly and spotted his hair seemingly more black than the last time, he also noted that the green of his eyes was more viridian now. The last he saw was his scar, it was raw and cuttting his eyebrow in two, finally he was picked up again and sat in a bassin in the bath to be washed.
Now that there was more light, Harry took the time to inspect his kidnapper, the man hair were as red as blood and seeming to descend to his mid back,with strands getting in his face, the man face seemed to have similar trait as those pure-blood in Slytherin,and the man skin was as pale as paper. The man has jewel like eyes like himself, ruby couloured eyes seemingly watching over him.
Finally stopping his inspection he decided to graps one of the strand of hair of the man in revenge for kidnapping him, the man winced but didn’t react otherwise, displeased Harry decided to try calling the man.

“Dada.. dada..DADA!”

He screamed as much as he could and the man sighed deeply before deciding to respond.

“I’m not your father Harry, my name is Cale, Cale.

Ca! Cael!

Not Cael, Cale.

Cael!”

Harry giggled at the man expression before he was being cleaned of the water by a towel and put in some tiny pyjamas that Fizzy must have prepared. They then returned to the bedchamber were a new door had appeared leading to a nursery, Cale put him in a baby bed covering him with a blanket.

“Goodnight Harry.”

Harry waved after him before starting to call for Death in his mind, because what the fuck was this bullshit! Death appeared in it’s creepy skeleton way, it’s hood in direction of Harry.

“What a situation you find yourself in, child, you seem to have been taken in by an italian wizard.”

Harry had gathered himself that much thank you, the question he had was more of the why it had happened ? Seeming to understand his querry, Death summoned a little book and turned the pages until it seemingly found the answer.It let out a creepy chuckle and nodded in satisfaction.

“It seem child, that another Death chose to reincarnated one of our child to this world, you got picked up by one of your siblings to say the least. Well it seems that this life will be more exciting than your last, i’ll let you find about the rest yourself, your brother will be able to teach you the speficity of being touched by death. Now I need to go before said child feel my presence and decide to burn me.”

And just like that, Harry was alone again, with more question than before due to all the implication that Death words had brought.One it seemed that there was multiples Death, and world, and he also had some Death siblings ? Alright, totally logical, everything was fine, Harry decided that denial was fine for the moment and that he would think about all of this later.

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Second of november 1981, 10h25 AM, Italy

Cale woke up, and immediatly was flashed by the memories of what he had done the night before, he had kidnapped Harry Potter ! What was wrong with him ? He just had to tangle himself in another world story, what had made him do that ? At it been that long since he had a family that he had decided to kidnap a child ? Well it’s not like the Dursley would ever know anyway, they couldn’t report him or anything, and every child deserved a better life than what that family had to offer. Deciding to forget about his horrible decision making, he choose to go check on said child, Harry had been strangely calm yesterday, and the annual’s ring in his eyes had been hurting everytime he crossed eyes with the kid, as they said, the eyes were the window to the soul.
Entering the nursery, he wasn’t surprised to see Harry sitting in his cot, and turning his head his way after hearing the door open.he picked him up and descended to the dinner room for breakfast. Fizzy and Floppy were already waiting for them sitting at the table,he placed Harry in the highchair near him, and then signaled the start of the meal with his hand, the food serving itself to all the occupants. Between the bites of his own breakfast,Cale made Harry ate some pancakes and fruits. When Harry’s food was finished he adressed his elves in english.

« Fizzy,at which hour is the appointment with Siovess ?

Goblin mistress Siovess agreed to meet you for 2PM master.

Alright, Floppy, could you prepare Harry’s and I clothes for the appointment, I would also like you to depose a parchement for me to make a new command of clothes for Harry.

Of course Master.

Thank you. »

After finishing his own meal he picked Harry up once more and got back to the bathroom to brush their teeths and refresh themselves. He then sat him on his bed and got his wand out, noting that Harry fixed his eyes on it with what seemed like suspicions.

« So, let see how your health is with a simple diagnoses spell. »

He casted the spell waiting for the parchement fill itself, it wasn’t long which reassured him, taking it in his ands he decided to sit Harry on his lap to read him the parchement.

« It seems like you didn’t catch a cold from being outside last night, neither do you have any broken bones, no residual magick interfering with your own from that man attack, well everything seems normal to me so that’s that atleast. Now let’s command some clothes for you. »

He sent the diagnosis to his office and turned his attention the catalog that Floppy had given him with the command bill, everything was written in italian of course but their was image for Harry to see.He pointed to every clothes and watched Harry’s reaction, he seemed to prefere the simple style, well as simple as those could be of course, but nothing flashy, they took neutral colors with some colours in darker tint which would compliment Harry’s eyes. Finally the bill was complete and it was time to lunch already, so they headed down.
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The lunch wasn’t as fancy as Harry had thought it would be, he still didn’t understand how Cale had convinve his elves to eat with them, but he appreciated. He was still thinking about all the clothes Cale had made him choose, he never had so many or fancy clothes before ! Finally came the time to go to Gringotts, Cale took him in his -very comfy- arms once more and they apparated them there, it seemed similar to the London branche, but he noted that the atmosphere felt more welcoming than in Britain. Cale clearly knew were to go because he directly walked into the corridors of the bank,and what Harry supposed was the offices area, before stopping at a door with a plaque indicating « Goblin Siovess » and kocked.
The door opened and Harry could see the female goblin behind the desk.

« Salve Lord Henituse, cosa posso fare per lei oggi?

Salve Mistress Siovess, sono qui per un esame di eredità e per sistemare le scartoffie del mio nuovo bambino.

Bene. »

Harry didn’t understand what was being said, but Siovess put parchement on the desk and handed a dagger to Cale who turned to him.

« Harry, this is a inheritance test, we need three drops of your blood for it alright ? »

Harry nodded nervously, letting him pierce one of his fingers onto the test, after the third drop, Cale healed his finger and they watched as a blood started to writes words in English -maybe because he was british-.

Name : Hadrian James Potter
Age : 17
Species : Wixen
Blood Status : Half-Blood
Particularity : Time-traveller
Family : James Fleamont Potter (Père) Lilian Mary Evans (Mère) Cale Valentino Henituse (Death sibling)
Heirship : Potter (Britain)

Harry or Hadrian he supposed didn’t know how he was supposed to react to this, it seemed his name was actually a nickname, and it was the first time he saw his parents names written entierly,his mother name was actually Lilian ! He noted that some information were written in another color, and wondered if Cale could see what was written, it didn’t seemed like Siovess could. He watched as Cale frowned a little before demanding another test for himself in english, and letting three drops of blood onto it.

Nome : Cale Valentino Henituse
Età : 31
Specie : Wixen
Stato del sangue : Purosangre
Particolarità: Transmigratore / Reincarnato
Famiglia : Valentino Basil Henituse (Padre) Céleste Amandine Renard (Madre) Hadrian James Potter (Fratello morto)
Lordship : Henituse (Italia)

When comparing with his, Hadrian could somewhat understand what was written in Cale’s, he once more noted the different ink and decided that if he could see Cale’s then Cale could see his. Cale didn’t say anything immediatly, and turned to Siovess telling her something else in italian,and she got different papers on the desk, those written in english.
From what Hadrian could understand it was a guardianship paper, the name of the guardian was Cale’s, and he wrote Hadrian’s own name next to the word « Ward » before signing at the end of the file and giving him the fountain pen, letting him decide.
Hadrian looked in Cale eyes, and remembered what Death and the test both said, this man was his brother, in a strange way, but he was, and so he signed.
Maybe some people wouldn’t understand, but this man was family, and family had always been something Harry had always wanted but never really got, and so in this life, Hadrian choose family over the concerns of others.

Harry had been selfless, and Hadrian would be selfish.

Second of november,4PM, Italy, Henituse Villa

Cale and Hadrian had flooed back to Cale’s office and Hadrian had been sat on his own chair facing Cale on the other side of the desk. They watched each other a long time before Cale spoke first.

« It seems to me like the God of Death fucked with you too.

Ano’er Dead, multiple.

There are multiple Death ? I should have figured that this fucker wasn’t alone.*Sigh* Alright, it seems we are family because of them so let’s introduced ourselves properly.My name is Cale Henituse, and in this life I am currently 31 years old, I am actually way older but let’s not think about it.The God of Death, the one I know anyway is a fucker who seemingly didn’t accept that I refused to be his child, and I will be your guardian in this life.

Name Had’ian Potter, I am 17, my Dead is creepy skeleton !

It seems your speech is still impaired by your body, well you’ll need to learn italian anyway, maybe french too, and if you want I know some more langage too, I’ll need to teach you Roan langage, it could be useful if you don’t want anybody to know what your writing.

‘oan ?

It’s the langage of my last world, it doesn’t exist here, so no problem. »

Hadrian nodded, a little overwhelmed by all the informations, but he smiled, happy. Maybe everything would be different in this life, but he wouldn’t be alone.

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Thirty first of july 1986,10AM, Italy, Henituse Villa

Hadrian was eating his breakfast when Cale entered the dining room with a letter in his hand and approached him.He kissed his forehead and gave him the letter.

« Happy birthday Hadrian, this came for you. »

The letter was really adressed to him !

Hadrian Potter,
Italie
Henituse Villa

When turning it he saw the Beauxbatons enblem on the seal,and openend it eagerly.

Cher Monsieur Potter,

C’est avec plaisir que nous vous informons de votre admittance à l’Académie de Magie de Beauxbatons pour le cycle primaire de votre éducation.
Vous trouverez joint à ce parchemin la liste des matériaux demander pour votre première année. Une calèche attendra le 1 septembre à Rome pour votre première visite et partira à 8h30, merci de ne pas être en retard. Les autres voyages se feront par feu de cheminée.

Toutes mes salutations,
Madame Maxime, Directrice de l’Académie de Magie de Beauxbatons.

He immediatly took the other parchement in the letter to read what he would need for supplies.everything was written in french of course,but Hadrian could read everything and all the shops were referenced besides their respective supplies, all of whom were from Place Cachée in France. He was so focused on the shops names that he almost missed the last line of the list, « Baguette magique » he was getting a wand, a wand !! It been years since he had one ! He turned to Cale excited, who smiled at him and made him sign to go prepare himself. He gave his letter to him before running to his bedroom, and saw that Fizzy had prepared his favorite clothes for the day. Dressing quickly, he turned his attention on his hair, they had grown a little since last year and he could now put then in a little ponytail that he decorated with a green ribbon like Cale had thought him.He then runned back down to the entrance were Cale was waiting for him. He admired Cale’s figure, who was clad in a black flannel shirt with an open window on the top of the chest,a black pant and a silver chain in the middle, he knew that his fluttery sleeves hid Cale’s wand and at his hips was the little spacial bag that contained everything they needed for the trip, he also noted that some jewelry was actually complementing the clothes and Cale’s hair.
Cale extended his hand to him and apparated them to Place Cachée.

« We will go to Maroquinerie Coup Mère et Fils, to buy you a bag to put everything in.

Alright ! »

Hadrian happily took Cale’s hand in his and walked toward the shop in question, the front was dark blue with a brown sign indicating the name.When they entered they were greeted by a young man in uniform.

« Bonjour, comment puis-je vous aider ?

Bonjour, je cherche un sac en cuir pour mon enfant, il commence Beauxbatons cette année.

Bien sûr, suivez moi, nous avons plusieurs modèles différents. »

The young showed them the shelf corresponding to Hadrian age, and Cale made sign for him to choose one. Hadrian inspected them and noted that all had featherlight charm on, and only the form and decoration changed. He decided on a backpack with a purple handle and space to put decorations, they paid for it and Cale even bought him a small fox pendant to clip on it. Their next stop was Librairie Magillard where they bought his manuals for the year, before going to the last shop. Echange, Scolaire, Officielle was the only shop making uniforms for all the schools of Europe, and Hadrian was excited to get his own ! The interior of the shop was as blue as it’s exterior, with shelves of multiple tissus, behind the counter was a young man with a little badge identifying him as Pierre.

« Bonjour, comment puis-je vous aider ?

J’aimerais commander plusieurs uniformes pour mon fils, il me faudrait les modèles de Beauxbatons en trois exemplaires pour chaque saisons taille 6 ans.

Je vais vous cherchez ça, veuillez attendre ici. »

They waited ten minutes before Pierre came back with a bag of clothes containings Hadrian’s twelve uniforms. Cale inspected them, and made Hadrian try one on to assure himself that it was fitting him perfectly, while he inspected himself in the mirror. The uniform counted a light blue short for the summer with a dark blue shirt and and waistcoat to cover himself, he even had a blue béret ! Happy, he changed back to his normal clothes and they payed for them, before apparating back to the villa for lunch. And after that Hadrian took the time to put away evrything they bought, knowing that they only were going to Diagon Alley tomorrow to avoid the crowd of his birthday.

First of august 1986,11AM, England,Gringotts

They had an appointment with Hadrian’s account manager to verify that eveyrthing was in order, Cale approached a teller.

« Hello, master goblin,we are here for an appointment with Master Glustrang.

Next corridor third door on the left.

Thank you. »

They followed the directions given and stopped before a door indicating « Goblin Glustrang », they knocked. The door was opened by a older male goblin with glasses, who greeted them and directed them to chairs in front of the desk.

« Good Morning master Glustrang, I am Lord Cale Henituse the actual guardian of Hadrian. We would like to make sure that everything is in order with the Potter vault.

Pleasure to meet you heir Potter, Lord Henituse,every investements are actually frozen since the death of heir James Potter, it includes multiples shops and St Mungoo Hospital of London.

Alright, we would like to restart those investement, and get Hadrian’s key to his vault. If you could send the files of those investement to Mistress Siovess from the Italian branches I will take care of them until Hadrian’s majority.

The key of the Potter vault is actually non-existent, we will be able to make one for you, it should be ready in two hours, you will be able to get it from one of the teller.

Alright, thank you for your help.

Thank you Master Glustrang, goodbye.

Goodbye heir Potter. »

They exited the bank and walked toward Ollivander, since it was now lunchtime, there wasn’t anybody in the shop and Cale opened the door, letting Hadrian enter first. Ollivander’s head popped out from behind the counter and he looked at them with his misty eyes.

« Mister Potter, what a surprise, I didn’t expect to see you before some years yet.And I don’t think I had the pleasure of meeting you before mister ?

Henituse, my wand came from Cosme Acajor.

I see, may I see it ?

Of course, but I wouldn’t recomend touching, the core is made from african mermaid hair.

Yes, yes of course, Cedar and mermaid hair make for a wand loyal even after death,my father used to say that nobody could fool the carrier of a cedar wand.Now, how may I help you ?

We are here for my wand ! I enter Beauxbatons this year !

I see, what a joyful occasion. Now let’s get too work. »

Ollivander made him try as many wand as in his first life before finaly going for his old wand,however, when Hadrian took it in his hand,the holly burnt to ashes leaving only a red feather in his hand. Distressed he looked at his brother who looked as shocked, but immediatly kneeled to reassure him.

« It’s alright Hadrian, everything is fine, did it burn you ?

No, I wasn’t burnt.

As mister Henituse say it’s nothing to worry about mister Potter, it only seems like the wood didn’t resonate with you, if you could come over here and tell me wich of those woods your magic like the most, I will remake your wand in no time. »

Clutching the phoenix feather in his hand, Hadrian approached the counter where Ollivander had put the woods and used the chair to reach the right height before inspecting the woods before him. A light wood on the right picked his interest, and the feather in his hand also floated toward it seeming to agree.

« Ah, fir wood, yes excellent choice, Fir favour carriers of focused, strong-minded and, occasionally, intimidating demeanour, perfect for transfiguration.My grandfather always called wands of this wood 'the survivor's wand,' because he had sold it to three wizards who subsequently passed through mortal peril unscathed. Fittinf for you mister Potter, it should take me an hour to finish this wand, you can come back then. »

They left the shop and decided to eat at Brews and Stews a hotel and seafood restaurant for traveling wizard, less chance for people to recognize Hadrian.They each commanded a plate of seafood and ate in silence before going back to Gringotts to get the key to his vault.Once this was done, they got back to Ollivander, who presented them with a light brown sculpted wand and incrusted with an emerald at the end, Hadrian happily took it in his hand while Cale choose a wand holster for him and payed for the all.
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In a castle in Scotland a note appeared on the desk of one Albus Dumbledor, the words written in silver ink.  « Fawkes last feather was sold, Fir and Phoenix feather. » Reading it to Fawkes, Albus smiled at Fawkes happily sung at the news.

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Third of september 1988,10AM, France, Academy of Beauxbatons

Hadrian was happy, today was his first instrument class! In third primary year, they could choose an instrument to learn and Hadrian had choosen the transverse flute,Cale had bought him one made of silver for his eight birthday when he told him of his choice. He was talking with his friend Chloé who had chosen the same instrument when professor Cosmos demanded their attention and handed them the first song that they would be learning, a lullaby, and told them to read the partition.They had learned to read one last year in Théorie des Musiques Magiques.

A hour and a half after, the bell ringed and they followed their teacher to the lunchroom for their year.Hadrian sat between Chloé and Bernard who had been in grammar class and they all put their lunch box on the table to compare their lunch.
Floppy had made him three bruschetta knowing he would share with his friends and a salad of pasta. Chloé had some fries and radishes with ham, while Bernard had some red meat cut in dice with red beans, but before they could start relocating the food in eachothers box, mister Legrand approached them with a boy following him and interpelled him in english.

« Hadrian, this is a new transfer student, he only speak italian and english with a limited french for the moment. As you are the only italian student in your year could you guide him ?

Of course mister Legrand !

Alright, then Blaise why don’t you sat them for lunch today ?

Yes mister Legrand. »

Blaise sat beside them and mister Legrand left and Chloé and Bernard whose english skill’s were limited watched him in curiosity.

« Nice to meet you, my name is Blaise Zabini.

Enchanté je suis Chloé Duveaux !

Et moi Bernard Silvebois !

Nice to meet you, I am Hadrian Potter. »

Hadrian had recognize the name of course but well, he never really had the chance to talk with Blaise in his last life. So he decided to learn about him now and the four of them shared their lunch while helping Blaise with his french,and Chloé and Bernard with their english.

Thirty first of july 1990,2PM, Italy, Henituse Villa

Hadrian was excited, today was his tenth birthday and in this life he was having a birthday party with his friends, Chloé, Bernard and Blaise ! So he was waiting near the door of the villa with Cale beside him where the Zabini where going to apparate.Blaise and his mother arrived in slytherin fashion, wearing silver and black,he greeted them and bowed to Ms Zabini and highfived Blaise. Cale reassured Ms Zabini about today activities and told her to come back for 5PM before she apparated away. They all migrated to the floo room where Chloé and Bernard where supposed to come from without their parents, who had already met Cale at one of the meet and greet with the professors in their first year. Once they were all here, Hadrian guided them to his room where he had prepared the game that they had all wanted to try « Cluedo », his brother would call them when it would be time for the cake and the gifts.
An hour later they were called down and they ate the cake that Floppy had done, a vanilla and blueberry cake with ten candles on top of it, Cale took a pictures of all of them and duplicated them and gave them each one to keep, and finaly let him open his gifts. Chloé had gotten him two new stars pendants for the case of his flute and his backpack that traced eachother if he touched them with his wand. Bernard gave him figurine of his favorite quiddich player that could fly around him. Blaise had bought him the album of Vivaldi with the partition for his transverse flute.He finally turned to Cale who smiled at him his gift, it was a box with a cintaminie in the middle ! Now he could call his friends and Cale when he wanted ! He thanked them all and even kissed Cale’s cheek before they all chose to go play tag in the garden.
At 5PM Ms Zabini came to get Blaise and they said goodbye, before escorting Chloé and Bernard to the floo.

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Thirty first of july 1991,4PM, Italy, Henituse Villa

It was once more time to open his gifts, he had already opened those from his friends and was now waiting for Cale’s who handed him a letter.It was his acceptance letter to Hogwarts ! He was going back to Hogwarts, he jumped in joy, and showed it to his friends for them to read, of course they had all already seen the one that Blaise had gotten in march but still ! Cale told him to write a answer and that his gift would send it for him and was waiting in the owlery in the garden. Not understanding, Hadrian quickly answered to the letter and sealed it before running outside with his friends, in the owlery, beside Ocello Cale’s falcon was a white owl, it was Hedwig ! He smiled and patted her on the head, he would need to choose a fitting name this time too, as he was no longer an orphan to protect.

« Your name is Mercury ! Like the god of messenger ! »

Mercury hooted and accepted the letter, Hadrian knew she understood the second meaning of her name, after all the mercury was a potent poison in Italy.

« Can you bring this to professor McGonagal at Hogwart please ? »

Mercury hooted once more and when all the children had a turn petting her, she took to the sky.

First of august 1991,7AM,Scotland, Hogwart
Minerva was reading through the last answers of admitance for the new year, once again some declined indicating they intended to go to another school, or for those who had their OWLS that they had gotten an apprentiship somewhere and they would as such not return.On her list of firts year she noted the name of one Draco Malfoy before taking the last letter from the pile.

Hadrian Potter
Italy
Henituse Villa

Italy ? Last she checked, the Dursley still lived in Surrey. Had someone else taken Harry in ? Should she inform Albus ? But it wasn’t like it concerned him, and if he had listened to her at the time.. Since the boy had answered and his penmanship was flawless sign of a good education, she decided to say nothing, it would teach Albus a lesson.