A/N- I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! THE IDEA FOR THIS STORY BELONGS TO THE FABULOUS WHITETIGERWOLF WHO GRASIOUSLY HAS LET ME TAKE OVER THIS STORY. HADRIAN AND JACKBOLT ARE HERS AND I AM JUST PLAYING WITH THEM. THE FIRST 9 CHAPTERS ARE THE ORIGINAL AUTHOURS AFTER THAT IS WHERE MY WRITING WILL START. ENJOY THE STORY!

~Severus-is-my-man

Chapter 1

Albus Dumbledore pressed the button for the doorbell. He heard the bell chime inside the house. He rather liked the sound.

The door and a tall, muscular man stood in the doorway. "Headmaster," the man said respectfully, never lowering his brown eyes from the older man in front of him.

"Hadrian," The headmaster smiled. "It has been a long time."

"Twenty seven years if I remember correctly," Hadrian sighed. "Well, come on in."

Dumbledore followed Hadrian in to the house. Hadrian led him into the study. Dumbledore looked around the massive room. Bookshelves lined the walls, with more in the center of the room.

"I must say," Dumbledore mused, "you have quite the library here."

Hadrian looked down. "Yeah, comes from growing up in Hogwarts." He looked back up at the older man. "But where are my manors? Would you like some tea, Coffee, Water?"

"I wouldn't mind one of your famous milkshakes," Dumbledore chuckled "Nymphadora speaks quite highly of them."

Hadrian smiled. "Of course, Jackbolt!"

A House-elf popped in to the study. He wore a uniform similar to the Hogwarts elves, a green tea towel wrapped around his waist, with a golden H sewn on to it. "You called master?" The elf said in a deep but squeaky voice.

"Of course Master." The elf popped back out of the room. He popped back a few moments later with two milk shakes ready.

"That will be all Jackbolt."

"Yes Master." The elf Popped out of the room.

Dumbledore took a sip of the milkskake, "this is quite good."

Hadrian smiled as he sipped his. "The secret is to add chocolate syrup, a bit of fudge, some extra vanilla, and whipped cream before mixing. Now, what is it you are here for?" he said leaning back in his chair.

Dumbledore set down his milkshake. "I understand that you are the one who taught Nymphadora how to duel?"

Hadrian nodded. "Yes. Nymphadora is the only person I have taught since…" he hesitated

"She is a rather skilled duelist. According to Shackbolt, she is the deadliest Auror in the department." Dumbledore hinted.

"What is this about sir?"

"We have a vacancy in or defense post. I was wondering if you would be kind enough to take it?" Dumbledore smiled.

Hadrian frowned as he ran his hand through his hair. He looked at Dumbledore. "if it wasn't for the fact that I owed Andromeda, I never would have taught Nymphadora." He said carefully "even then I haven't taught her every thing I know. I will not make that mistake again. But I can't teach."

"Why not?"

"You know what I am capable of sir. if it wasn't for the fact I respect you, we wouldn't even be having this conversation. You know why I won't teach."

Dumbledore nodded. "Yes, but I am not asking you to teach all my students how to fight as well as you and young Tonks. As for your other reason, surely you can put aside your hatred In front of the students?"

Hadrian sighed. "you said you weren't asking me to teach ALL of your students?"

The headmaster smiled. "I was wondering if you caught that. Nymphadora suggested that you teach Harry Potter how to duel. Especially since Voldemort seems to keep going after him.

"Nymphadora, This was all her idea, wasn't it?"

Dumbledore just smiled.

"Fine I'll do it on five conditions."

"They are?"

I teach my way, no interference from you, or any of the other staff. I go by professor Hadrian, no mention of my surname. I answer only to you, the headmaster. Potter has to pass my tests before I teach him. And Nymphadora agrees to be my assistant."

"I can agree to those terms." Dumbledore smiled as he finisher his milkshake. He stood and looked at Hadrian. "I expect you to be on time for the start of term feast."

"I'll be there" Hadrian said.

"Then I shall bid you farewell until then. With those words the headmaster walked out of the house.

Hadrian smiled to himself. "Never said I would be there on time though, gotta make a lasting impression after all." He muttered to himself.

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"YOU WHAT?" Tonks screamed at the headmaster.

"It was the only way he would agree." Dumbledore explained to the very irate Tonks. "As it was your idea, I figured it was only fair."

"Don't get me wrong," Tonks began. "I love Uncle Hadrian to death, and would love working with him. But teaching? I suggest he teach harry, not the whole bloody school!"

"Tonks, it was wither the whole school, or no one. We can't afford for Harry to be leaving the grounds unnecessarily. And he would have to if Hadrian were to teach him alone. As staff, it can be passed off as simply tutoring."

Tonks sighed, "Fine, I'll put my notice in at the ministry."

"Thank you Tonks."

"Does McGonagall know you've hired him?"

Dumbledore sighed. "No. I must admit I am afraid of how she will react. They haven't spoken since Hadrian Graduated."

"You think she'll be angry?"

Dumbledore shook his head. "No. but I fear that she may try to earn his forgiveness. I don't think she ever fully realized the impact her behavior had on Hadrian in school or that it would embitter him towards her so much."

"Do you think he'll ever forgive her?" Tonks worried her lip.

"We can only hope. It would make this school year so much better."

A/N- WELL THERE YOU HAVE IT THE FIRST CHAPTER OF MY NEWEST STORY! TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! LET ME KNOW WHERE YOU THINK THIS IS GOING! I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT YOUR THEORIES!