Hi people, Shadwyen here. Sorry about not updating, I have no excuse, just got lazy I suppose. So you can throw flames and stuff at me, (ducks at all the junk and such thrown at her) I really am sorry about not updating, and here's a new story even though I said I'd try and finish my other ones first. (Sweatdrops and sighs) Gomen, err, sorry for those who don't speak Japanese. Well, this is my first Harry Potter fic up here, but certainly not the first I've written. I have so many stories, it stopped being funny…anyway, this fic is confuzzling the hell outa me. I can't straighten out the damn pairings, so if you people could help?

POSSIBLE PAIRINGS: Harry/Voldemort, or Harry/Draco, or Adrian/Voldemort, or Adrian/Draco.

It's one of them, so either way, it's gonna be slash! YUMMY! Sorry to my faithful readers who don't like slash. Its just there aren't that many slash couples that I like in Inuyasha, which is the OTHER series I've been writing to. Never mind, forget that.

Anyway! Back to this story.

Disclaimer: So yeah, I own nada except for Adrian, and Arcane, and Bliss, and Sin, and Terror, oh and that idiot Nicolas, and the plot, and the other idiots at the secret school, and the teachers that work and the secret school, um, yeah, okay.

If you guys are still reading this, you're probably like, HURRY UP DAMN IT! So I'll shut up now. And WHY are you still reading this? You can read the story below, or even go to ANOTHER story. Sheesh, why are you still reading this? (storms away, fuming about something silly and stupid)

Started: 8/07/05

Ended: who knows?

Destiny Awaits

Chapter One: Adrian's Preparation and Arrival

The sky was cloudless, a deep sky blue color, with a gentle breeze rolling through the grass over the gentle green fields; there was only a single place that was man-made, a school setup. Halfway under the shade of a massive oak, a lean figure laid peacefully, the breeze ruffling his deep black hair which laid in gentle spikes around his face, with it barely brushing his shoulders in the back. His eyes, though closed, were bright violet, with dark charcoal smeared tastefully across his eyelids, contrasting with his slightly pale skin. His left ear was pierced, a small orb-shaped vial hanging from his lobe, while both ears had two golden hoops each. A revealing black tank top ruffled against his chest, accenting and hiding his toned slender chest and stomach. Black pants covered his long legs, tucked neatly into his black boots.

Beside him, folded neatly, was a set of robes, a small package with potion ingredients, and three letters. A dark shadow fluttered over his face, his eyes opening in response. As he sat up, he pushed his bangs back, revealing a small tattoo on his left cheek. A black circle below a scalene red triangle with two gold lightning bolts outside the mark was drawn perfectly into his skin. Usually his bangs covered it, as well as his messy spikes. The owner of the shadow turned out to be a large horned owl, with a large red amulet resting on its regal chest. Petting the owl's head, the teenaged man tied the three letters to its leg. Hooting, it opened its wings and flew up and away from him, flying quickly and powerfully towards its destination.

Sighing, the teen laid back down, his arms behind his head as he stared up at the sky, lost in thought. He was aware of his surroundings though, so he wasn't surprised when a teenaged girl flopped down beside him and laid her head against his stomach, her body perpendicular to his. Her hair was long and metallic silver, flaring out around her. Her eyes were deepest blue, the same shade as the sky above. Her jeans and shirt were tight, both white.

"So, Darkness, what's going on?"

"I'm leaving, Bliss." He replied, sighing.

"So you finished the letter?"

"Yeah," she sat up slightly, to lean against her elbows.

"What'd ya write?" he shrugged, seemly intent on staring at the sky. "Shadow," she whined, rolling over to rest her head on his chest.

"I hid almost all my abilities, but I told the truth about my parents."

"Ah, I see." she lay there for a moment then perked up. "Can I come?" he laughed, his face loosening into a relaxed position.

"Sorry, you can't," he sat up, smirking at her grumble. "I'll miss you, as well as Sin and Terror." She looked at him sadly, then nodded and hugged him tightly, her tears falling. He wiped her tears away, kissing her lips, in a brotherly way. She smiled faintly, allowing him to help her stand up. Grasping his hand, she pulled him towards the building in the distance, their school, after he picked up his things.

Three Days Later

His friends had brought him to a tattoo parlor where they got their nicknames tattooed on their backs. His was between his shoulder blades, the word Darkness in neat calligraphy letters on a dagger's blade. His friends', Bliss, Terror, and Sin, also got similar tattoos, only with their own weapons of choice. Bliss had a whip that spelled out her name; Sin had a bloody sword with his name down the length of it; and Terror had a scythe and chain, the scythe cutting her name into her back with the chain under it.

Now, he stood in the large office of his Headmaster, Master Eldon. Eldon, a powerful wizard who could rival Albus Dumbledore, had short gray hair and beard. His eyes were a dark brown, but power literally flickered within them. He was powerfully built, even with his dusky brown robes trying to hide it.

"How are you, Adrian?" Eldon asked, looking at his favorite and best pupil.

"I'll be fine," Adrian said stiffly.

"No you won't, your mother asked you to go to Hogwarts to find your father, as her dying wish, but you'll always have a home here."

"I know,"

"Good, here, this is for you," he pushed a small, carved box towards him. Adrian opened it, awe washing over him. Pulling the power cuffs out, he gingerly attached them to his ears, the metal curving to fit the curve of his ears. They were silver with golden runes; they would hide, control, and amplify his powers by nearly half. "And this as well," He pulled out a similar amulet as the owl's, a glowing red stone on a silver chain. Adrian allowed him to place it around his neck, acknowledging that the amulet would allow him to Apparate through the school's wards. "Good luck, Adrian Severus Tyrone Snape." With a soft hiss, he disappeared with a slight sprinkle of dust to appear in the office of Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Twenty Minutes Earlier

Albus Dumbledore read the letter in his hand, for the third time. His teachers were watching him cautiously, after he had called them in. Standing, he looked around the room, spotting the one teacher he needed to give the letter to. "We have a new student coming, he's being transferred from Arcane Academy."

He ignored the gasps from his teachers, knowing that it was an honor for them to have an Arcanus coming. They were the best of the best students, very few students were eligible to even be considered to be allowed entrance, let alone actually attend it. "However, he is in sixth year, and something has come up to put him in grave danger." Looking closely at him, he picked up the letter addressed to Severus Snape. "Severus, your son will be joining us soon,"

"Impossible, I have no children," immediately spilled from his mouth.

"On the contrary," he placed the sealed letter in his hands, watching as he opened it with barely shaking hands. Reading it over, his black eyes widened as he realized the truth:

"Dear Severus, if you are reading this, then I have passed on, leaving my son alone in this harsh world. Our son, Adrian Severus Tyrone Snape, will be giving a letter to Dumbledore, allowing him to enter the safety of the school's wards. This is no joke, I mean it, he truly is our son. Once you meet him, you'll understand who he truly is, and why I've kept him hidden for so long. Please, do not allow him to be used as a weapon in this war, as I know those in power will try. Do not underestimate him; he has more abilities than you'll believe. Our intelligence, your survival and my protective instincts rest within him. And as we are both extremely powerful, he exceeds us easily. Please, my dear Severus, take care of our son. I beg you. Tetras Snape." Severus Snape reread the letter four times before it became clear to him. He had a son, an heir, someone he could care for and show that affection to the public.

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The teachers waited eagerly, after Dumbledore told them that he should arrive soon. At exactly 11:30, a soft shimmer appeared before Dumbledore's desk. The swirling dust solidified, into the figure of a young teenaged man. With a soft gust of wind, the dust disappeared, revealing his features.

His black hair was silky, arching naturally in spikes, barely brushing his shoulders in the back. His violet eyes were emotionless, but were vivid and alert; the charcoal around them only enhanced his slightly feminine looks. On his shoulders was a black cloak: Arcane Academy written in silver was on the back. A glowing red amulet around his throat was the only color they could see. His shirt was a tight black muscle shirt, showing his lean toned body; while his pants were loose to move freely but tight so they wouldn't catch on anything, and were tucked neatly into his black boots.

He had two belts around his waist: one held his secondary wand and its holster, a sword, and two daggers; the other held a money pouch, numerous potion bottles, and several other pouches containing different things. His forearms were covered in gauntlets; his right held a hidden holster for his primary wand and two switchblades; his left held a blow dart and its darts lined carefully around it. Carefully folded on his back, was a collapsible bow, the shrunken arrows underneath it. All in all, he appeared to be going into battle at a moments notice. Which he probably was used to, since Arcane taught you how to stay alert at all times, as well as force as much knowledge into your brain as possible.

"Headmaster Dumbledore," he bowed his head slightly, showing his respect. Dumbledore nodded slightly, acknowledging his respect. For several moments, the two stared at each other in a battle of wills, before Adrian smirked. "Legilimency doesn't work on me, old man." The teachers straightened, shocked as well as a bit angry.

"Show respect to your elders, Mr. Snape," McGonagall said stiffly. He turned to her, his eyes softening into a naturally innocent look.

"I show respect to those who deserve it, Ma'am, not to old men who try to steal information about my school and think they can get away with it," he bowed slightly, and pressed a kiss to her hand formally. She blushed, before coughing and straightening.

"Welcome, to Hogwarts, son," Adrian looked over, seeing his father for the first time. They looked similar, though the younger Snape's features were softer and more feminine, making him appear weaker.

"Father," Adrian's eyes flickered over his face, before a smirk appeared. "Well, I'm glad I didn't inherit your nose," he said dryly, making a few teachers chuckle.

"Mr. Snape, allow me to introduce you to the staff. Your father is the Potions Master, Professor McGonagall teaches Transfiguration, Professor Flitwick teaches Charms, Professor Hagrid teaches Care of Magical Creatures, Professor Sprout teaches Herbology, and our Defense professor hasn't joined us yet, but I'm sure he will shortly," Dumbledore stood up, smiling. Before anyone could continue, the door opened to admit a tall dark blonde-haired man. He wore bright blue robes, his hair fell straight to his shoulders, his teeth a glowing bright white, and dark blue eyes twinkled. He looked like a Lockhart-wanna-be.

"Sorry I'm late, got a bit lost," he laughed before gulping. Adrian smirked coldly at the familiar man.

"Hello, Nicholas. Pleasure to see you again, isn't it?" he asked, sarcasm clear.

"You know, Professor Berne?" Dumbledore asked.

"Considering he tried to get my friends and I expelled from Arcane, as well as nearly raped my best friend, that's an understatement," he growled.

"H-how is Terror, by the way?" Nicholas asked, stammering. Adrian's smile could have stopped a rampaging hippogriff.

"Let's just say, if she sees you ever again, she'll live up to her nickname," Nicholas gulped audibly, before looking at his watch.

"Oh, will you see the time, I must go, toodles!" he slammed the door shut behind him.

"How do you know him, he couldn't possibly have gone to Arcane," Sprout asked, looking at the door disgustedly.

"He went to Arcane, but once you're expelled, all knowledge is wiped from your mind and you only have a very basic education. You remember you went to Arcane, but you don't remember any lessons." Adrian shook his head lightly, his bangs moving and revealing his mark.

"What is that!" McGonagall demanded. He stroked his mark fondly.

"All those admitted into Arcane receive a mark suited to them, the black circle shows my stealth skills, the red triangle shows my battle and war skills, and finally, the lightning bolts show my unpredictability, strength, and speed."

"So Nicholas has a mark as well?"

"He did, but it was changed when he was expelled. I believe it was a brown circle, too arrogant for his own good; now I think it's a brown uneven circle, the symbol of a drop-out expulsion."

"Are they always on the cheek?"

"No, some have it on their arms, back of the neck, shoulders or back. I put it there to show my rebellious nature." He grinned, "We can move it anywhere we want however. Only those who have been expelled can't, it remains wherever it was."

"So you weren't expelled," Snape brushed his bangs away, looking at the mark curiously.

"No, I was granted permission to come here by my master, Headmaster Eldon." Snape looked up abruptly.

"Your master is the headmaster of Arcane?"

"Yes," Adrian smirked, looking at his father amusedly.

"It has been a long day, Severus, kindly take your son down to your quarters for tonight. We'll ready a room at Headquarters for him." Dumbledore smiled kindly at the Arcanus, "I'm sorry, but you cannot stay at Hogwarts for the entire summer."

"No biggie," Adrian shrugged, following his father out.

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Snape opened the portrait that led to his rooms, allowing his son to enter first. He watched as he looked around, not touching anything. He found himself studying his son, just like his little-known wife had told him to do. His son was graceful, and confident, but not arrogant or overconfident. He knew when to bow his head, and when to stand up, his own survival instincts. His observation of his surroundings, the potions around his waist, proved his and his wife's intelligence. The cold anger towards the incompetent DADA teacher, proved his mother's protective instincts. Everything she had told him was true, though he hadn't yet seen his son's power, he could tell it was hidden closely. Adrian's eyes glowed with his power; it was possible he could have a duel against Dumbledore and win, easily.

Adrian looked around his father's quarters, the colors mostly black, silver, and green, since they were the colors of the Snape family crest. He spotted an emblem of the crest over the fireplace, and went over to study it intently. He had never seen the crest before, his mother not having anything with it. A silver potions vial, with a dark emerald green serpent twined around it, its venom dripping into the vial, all on a black circle with silver runes around it. He paused, feeling his father watching him intently.

"If you don't want me here, I'll gladly go back," he said softly, turning to look at his father. The elder Snape said nothing, but strode over to the younger and cautiously wrapped his arms around him. Adrian let his father hold him for a moment, and then allowed his own arms to wrap around him. For several moments, the two Snapes embraced, then stepped away from each other.

"This way," Snape led his son to the bedroom Dumbledore had placed there. Adrian quietly thanked his father, before closing the door and looking around the room. Snape breathed a sigh, before heading to his armchair in front of the fireplace, intent on reading a book and relaxing.

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There, okay, chapter one down, and a bazillion to go. I don't know. So, feedback, now, click the little button at the bottom of the page that says review, and help me with the stubborn pairings please!