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Letter/Flashback

ThoughtsChapter 2

-The evening the night before-

"Do you think he will be there tomorrow?" Severus asked his husband.

"I do not know that my love, I'm sorry but we can ask Lucius and Narcisssa to look out for a boy that looks like you with my red eyes." Tom tried to reassure his love before continuing."I'm sure they will notice him if he is there."

"Mmmmh...but I think we should tell them to watch the muggle entrace, because I think that if he was in our world we should have found him" Severus said tough full.

"You're right love." He sighed."I just hope that he was treated okay." He said gravely, He and Severus had played out all scenarios, from when he comes to Hogwarts bloody and bruised to an arrogant ass even if he doesn't comes, then they will continue to search they will not give up until the Family tree has they're son listed as dead.

-Magical time skip back to the plattform-

As soon as Thanà felt the panic coming from her beloved Master she tried to distract him.

"Master can I come out now?" She asked hoping it would distract her Master from the crowd.

"Y-yes come out it's okay n-now." Hadrian replied never taking his gaze away from the crowd.Thanásima sighed it hadn't helped.

But then as she slowly hung herself around Masters neck she noticed that they still stood before the entrace.

"Master you need to get on the train." She reminded him gently.

"Y-you're right." He answered still shaken but slightly less afraid when he remembered that Thanà was by him.So he ever so slowly crept trough the crowd just to be knocked over and sneered at.

=HADRIANS POV=

"Can't you look where you go!?" The redred headed from the family he followed nearly screamed and therefore taking the attention from those nearby to them.

"I-i-i'm s-sorry I-I-I d-d-didn't m-meant t-t-to" I stuttered not looking up from the floor.

"The BOY can't even seem to speak right!" With that statement he left nose high in the air.

People all around me stared, STARED at me, whispered and pointed at the small boy curled up on the floor eyes closed with silent tears running down the face, stuck in a flashback.