A/N: HELLO THERE! (before anyone commits mutiny on the fact that I have other stories that are my priorities I will tell you right now I wrote this like, months ago and I have quite a bit of it done.) Anyways, there are a few OC's- Clementine Coster (but you don't really have to worry about her all that much in my opinion) and Clarence Coster (No he is not Harry's (HADRIAN) biological baby). Also, the reason why this is called Hadrian No-Last-Name shall be explained later on in the story.

Disclaimer, I do not own Harry Potter. I only own the Coster's and the story. Also, this will be slash. It shall be Severus/Harry (or rather, Hadrian in this story). Oh, and there are PRESENT and PAST jumps.

Enjoy.

- PRESENT -

Severus glared as the rest of the order mumbled and groaned on and on about Sebastian Potter's recent defeat to the Dark Lord.

"Severus, My boy, do you remember what we discussed a few days ago?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes twinkling at the dour man.

"Yes, Albus I have." Severus replied, his onyx eyes hard. "But I have bad news, Clementine Coster has… Passed away. Her apprentice, however, has replied."

"Oh? And what has happened to our dear Clementine?" Dumbledore asked, the twinkle in his eyes dimming. He knew that Clementine has been one of Dumbledore's favourite students, which was odd, considering the woman had held little to no outward Gryffindor tendencies during her years at Hogwarts, having been a Slytherin like himself, through and through.

"Hadrian said that she died during childbirth a year and a half ago. He and the child shall arrive in the next few days." Severus replied. "He wishes to speak to me about an apprenticeship, aside from teaching the boy he shall also continue his studies with me."

"Wow, I've never heard Snape call a kid anything but a brat!" The youngest Weasley boy mumbled to his girlfriend and the damned boy-who-lived.

"How old is young Hadrian? He'd be around Sebastian's age, wouldn't he?" Dumbledore asked, before chuckling lowly. "And he's already considering an apprenticeship with you in potions… Clementine must have taught her student well…"

"Yes… I believe Hadrian even has a July birthday, not that Clementine and he ever celebrated on that date, from what I've known of them." Severus replied, his eyebrow lifting at the thought of even comparing Hadrian No-Last-Name to Sebastian Potter, one of the biggest fools of the boy's generation. "And Clementine did not teach her student well, she taught him to the extent that he's only three apprenticeships away from being a Master Sorcerer, so don't even compare the young Mage to these dunderheads, sir." Severus replied.

~ PAST ~

"Who're you?" Someone asked from behind Severus, making the imposing man turn around.

"I am Severus Snape, I'm looking for Clementine Coster." He said, staring down his nose at the small sad looking boy at his feet.

"Clementine is not feeling well, what can I help you with, sir?" The small child asked, his voice emotionless, polite, afraid.

"I was hoping to speak to her about a position at Hogwarts, a school for Witchcraft and Wizardry, in Scotland." Severus replied, as the boy fidgeted.

"Oh, you." The boy said, his voice loosing it's polite, emotionless edge. "Clementine said you'd stop by, sir… And her answer is 'Hell no, I'm busy teaching Hadry, one little boy is enough for me, thank you.'" The boy quoted, his voice taking on Clementine's subtle Scottish accent.

"Hadry?" Severus asked, sneering slightly. What type of name is Hadry, he wondered Not that I can say much, Severus, godfather of Draco, 'best friend' of Lucius. He thought with a mental snort.

"It's short for Hadrian, sir." The boy replied. "Hadrian No-Last-Name, that's me." He continued, giving Severus a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Hadrian No-Last-Name, tell Clementine I wish her well, and that I'll tell the old coot that she's smarter than I am." Severus responded, before turning to leave the small rental house in the forests of Germany.

"It was nice to meet you too, sir." Hadrian replied. "Come see us again, Clementine told me to tell you that out of everyone from there, your allowed to visit at any time."

- PRESENT -

"Come on buddy, don't cry on me now!" Hadrian said, bouncing Clarence on his hip as they walked through the crowded train station, one of his hands rifling through his thrice-be-damned bottomless shoulder bag- which he refused to call a baby bag on the rules that if it held their entire lives, it was not just Clarence's… Despite the fact that Hadrian did not own much, his belief that he only needed the bare necessities but forgot that belief when it came to the pouting toddler on his hips who reminded him so much of Clementine.

"Ba… Ba-Ba." Clarence cried, pouting, looking up rather pathetically at his 'Papa'.

"In a moment, Clare…" Hadrian replied, bouncing the little boy lightly up and down.

"Papa, Papa, Ba-Ba!" Clarence responded, taping his fists lightly on Hadrian's arms, trying to communicate that he was very hungry.

"Soon, Clarence, soon." Hadrian replied, shifting his little boy around to grab the bottle that he had finally found. "Okay, here you go, Clare."

"Thank you." Clare said happily, all traces of tears magically disappearing from his eyes at the appearance of his Ba-Ba. The little boy began to suckle on the bottle happily as Hadrian continued his way through the train station.

"I wonder where Severus is, Clare, he said he'd be here to pick us up with some members of the flaming chicken." Hadrian said lightly, kissing Clarence's reddish brown hair, it was the same colour as Clementine's, and that hurt sometimes, but it only hurt because he loved and missed her so much.

A/N: I hope y'all enjoyed! Anyways… Yeah…