War of Timelines

Wanda: And now for Hadrian's side of the story! Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Do not own Harry Potter. Obviously.

Chapter 3: Heather and Hadrian part 2

**~World 2~**

Hadrian James Potter was taught to hate at a young age.

Vernon Dursley was a vicious drunk and a high handed man. Signs of magic were met with whippings with a belt. Hadrian would find himself locked away in the cupboard at the slightest provocation, and left in there for days until he ran the risk of starving to death, and which point he was -reluctantly- given food by Petunia.

Dudley Dursleys was a hellspawn in the making, and he and his toadies ganged up on Hadrian whenever there was an opportunity. At a mere five years old, Hadrian's back was covered in scars from both his uncle and his cousin, left by knives, a belt, and burns from being shoved up against a hot stove whenever he didn't appropriately prepare the food.

Hadrian silently seethed in the cupboard over his treatment, developing a sense of nihilism and misanthropy. There was no good in the world, just pretty words dressing up selfishness, apathy and mistreatment. Justice was a comforting lie wrapping up viciousness, murder and institutionalized cruelties.

At seven years old, Hadrian attempted to kill his relatives. He emptied a canister of gasoline in the living room and set it alight. He only succeeded in burning himself and Dudley, sending them both to the emergency room.

Vernon would have murdered him then and there if there hadn't been a warning from Dumbledore that he expected Hadrian to show up alive, if 'thinner and hungrier than I might hope' at the School of Freaks when he turned eleven. Furious, Vernon demanded to be compensated. Dumbledore arranged for him to get the deed to a new house.

However, that new house had been eyed up by a young couple; Daniel and Jasmine Soprano. Daniel, as it would happen, was the son of the most powerful Mafia Don in London – Gerald Soprano. Having chosen the house during the Open House, the twosome were extremely annoyed when it was inexplicably handed over to some loudmouthed whale, so they started spying on the family.

Now, Jasmine was the daughter of another, though less powerful Don from America. And while she was as uncompromising and dangerous as a soon to be Mafia Queen would be, she also had a sweeter side, which she showed around children – in particular, her daughter Jessica.

Jasmine took a liking to Hadrian after watching him for a short while, and her motherly instincts were inflamed by Vernon, Petunia and Dudley's mistreatment of them.

Jessica met Hadrian when he pulled her balloon out of the tree it had gotten stuck in. She developed a child's crush on him and started following him around, which meant she was there when Dudley and his gang took another go at his freakish cousin. Jessica defended her hero, warning Dudley that her parents would 'mess him up'.

Dudley laughed and punched her in the face, injuring her nose and making her bleed. Hadrian sprang up and protected her in turn, helping Jessica climb over the fence to the back yard to escape the bullies.

Unknown to all except the injured girl, they were standing outside of Jessica's house, and both her parents were watching.

Jasmine, upon seeing these events from her window, turned to her husband and said with false cheeriness, "Dear, may I borrow your phone for little while?"

Daniel, his eyes blazing with equal rage, nodded in agreement. He handed his wife his phone, full of contacts to his father's 'fixers', and stalked downstairs to scare off the little shit who had hurt his daughter.

Jasmine Soprano was a patient, vicious woman. She pretended to get Vernon a promotion at his job, on the condition that he come and meet her at a fancy dinner party. "And please bring both your children; my precious Jessica has been so lonely in this new town."

Vernon didn't suspect anything. He proudly dragged Dudley and Hadrian to the car, brought Petunia, and went far out of town to the mansion where Gerald Soprano lived. Petunia, to her limited credit, began to wonder that something was up when they walked through the ornate iron gates of Soprano hotel. She had heard gossip that this family was dangerous, but Vernon's confidence got the better of her.

Jasmine greeted the two in an expensive blue dress. She was a beautiful young woman, tall and pale skinned with wavy brown hair decorated by a jewel studded butterfly hairpin, sapphire blue eyes, and a winning smile. She wore a silver pendant around her neck. Daniel at her side in his military uniform. He had tousled brown hair and colder brown eyes. He was well muscled, a scar running across his face thanks to an incident with shrapnel during his tour of service. Jessica was standing next to her mother, wearing a lacy white dress with red trim. Her hair was long like her mothers and brown like her fathers, and her nose was still slightly crooked from Dudley's attack on her a few days ago.

Petunia's eyes widened in alarm. The little brown haired girl was grinning at Dudley, pretty blue eyes glinting maliciously. Something was wrong.

Jasmine soothingly offered dinner to the new family. Jessica immediately latched onto Hadrian's arm and pulled him to the table, picking his dinner for him. Vernon, after a glass of wine, dismissed this as the girl being cute.

He didn't realize that his wine and food was spiked with poisons and drugs. Jessica was ensuring that Hadrian didn't eat any of the tainted food. Meanwhile Dudley, who had always eaten too much, consumed enough to kill an elephant. About half way through the meal Dudley started to choke. He at first called it a cough, then he spat up blood.

Petunia screamed and ran to his side, holding Dudley as he sputtered up blood and saliva and slowly choked to death while his mother wept and wailed.

Jasmine, still smiling, snapped her finger and summoned twelve armed hit men from the hallways, watching Dudley die.

"You're stupid, Durlsey." Daniel informed the stunned, slovenly man as he stared at his dead son. "It's one thing that you stole from my family. I could have just let you off with a warning. Then I caught you beating your nephew."

Calmly he reached down and petted Jessica on the head. The girl beamed and rubbed against him. "I'm a lot of things. For one...I'm a father. And as I father, I couldn't let you continue to take that boy close to death."

"Come here," Jasmine cooed at Hadrian, offering him her hand. The black haired boy stared over at Dudley's body for a minute before slowly walking over to the older woman. She took him in her arms and gently stroked his hair. "It's okay, sweetheart. They're never going to beat you or slash up your back again."

"Jasmine wanted you just locked away at first," Daniel reminisced. "I thought I would just expose you stealing that deed out from under us. You probably would have only gotten a few years, at worst...however..."

His eyes narrowed. "Then you hurt my daughter. You must know...I'll never let that pass."

"Micky?" Jasmine called sweetly. A massive scarred man built like a tank stepped forward. "Help us get Mr and Mrs Dursley out back, will you? Oh, and Rebekah, please get Jessie to the baths, her dress has gotten stained."

Hadrian silently followed Jasmine and Daniel out to the massive back yard to their mansion. Waiting there were two freshly dug holes. Hadrian paused in his steps, causing Jasmine to look down at him in concern.

"What's the matter, darling? It's okay. Nothing bad is going to happen. Just stay next to me, alright?"

Hadrian nodded slowly. Jasmine offered him her hand, and he took it after a moment of thought.

Petunia was still wailing, Vernon was starting to shout as well. Jasmine and Daniel walked up to the graves, looking between the various hit men holding the two adults steady as they struggled. Daniel looked down at the boy.

"What's your name, kid?"

"...Hadrian."

"Okay, Hadrian. Why do you think these two freaks were allowed to slash up your back and leave you to bleed the way they did?" Daniel asked calmly.

Hadrian thought for a minute before shaking his head. He was afraid to answer. Vernon had always hated it when he answered questions, or asked them.

"It's alright if you don't know, Hadrian. You're still young, and you've got a lot to learn about the world. If you had to guess, why do you think they got away with it?"

"Because..." Hadrian's brow furrowed with deep concentration. So...they wanted an answer? He didn't want to disappoint them them... "Because they're in respectable society? No one believed me when I tried to tell them."

Daniel nodded. "You're on the right track, kid. Most people think that abusing kids is something the low ranked, crack addicts do. They think if you're capable of scraping money together, you've above that. Well, here's your first real world lesson, kid. When the chips are down, civilized people will eat each other."

Hadrian blinked up at him. "Everyone?"

"Everyone." Daniel agreed. "This world we live in only exists because the Romans massacred the tribes who lived here first and put their ancient democracy in place. The church is in place because anyone who spoke against it was burned alive. Wars and violence decide who is in charge. You following me?"

Hadrian thought for a moment, before nodding.

"Good." Daniel said. "Do you want to do the honors, my dear?"

"Oh, thank you Daniel." Jasmine said. "Come here, Hadrian." Hadrian obediently walked over to her again. "They're never going to hurt you again." Her voice became ice cold. "Bury them."

Vernon and Petunia were both flung into the open graves. Vernon was still screaming when the dirt was poured down on him. Hadrian watched them be buried, his eyes becoming cold. He watched for a minute, before spitting on Vernon's gave.

Jasmine and Daniel both looked proud.

**~Later~**

Hadrian was adopted the next day. The paperwork was pretty rushed, and Rebekah was standing nearby with a threatening expression to ensure everything went smoothly. Hadrian took on the last name Soprano and moved into the mansion.

Jessica was thrilled, and asked if they could share a room.

Daniel and Jasmine both educated Hadrian in the way of their organization. The young boy was surrounded by more money than he had ever seen before, and suddenly he could get almost anything he wanted. However, he treated it differently than Dudley would have – Hadrian usually had to sell why he wanted something to his new parents. If he could convince them, he got it.

Hadrian grew to love his new parents and his sister, and he gladly entered the world of organized crime as his inheritance from Daniel.

He learned a lot of things about power. Power was the fault lines of civilization. He learned how to control it thanks to both his parents.

When he turned eight, Hadrian saved his adoptive mother's life with magic, psychically blasting the knife out of the would be assassin's hand. When he was captured, Hadrian asked the men to spare him – so he could personally execute the one who had dared to threaten his family. Daniel handed him a .45 calibre gun and he shot the man dead with only a moment's hesitation.

No one threatens his family.

The discovery of magic changed Soprano lifestyle somewhat. Jessica had pouted slightly that she couldn't obtain magic herself, while Jasmine and Daniel began to look into this world that was hidden right under their noses. Through members of their organization who had muggle born children, they gained access to Diagon alley, the general wizard world structure, and its history.

"They don't have a mafia?" Hadrian wondered at one point.

Rebekah shrugged. "I don't know, Hadrian. I'm not allowed to enter it until Colin comes of age, at which point he'll be invited to Hogwarts."

"Huh. Exclusion, eh?" Hadrian mused. "That should be an interesting challenge."

Rebekah chuckled. "You're so dramatic, Hadrian. I'm sure you'll succeed. Just don't get cocky."

"Of course I won't. Father and mother taught me better." Hadrian said with a small smirk, tapping his fingers against the barrel of the gun he had earned at eight.

"Jessica will be disappointed."

"I'll hardly be ignoring her."

"You'll only be able to talk with her through letters until the holidays." Rebekah noted. "The whole society is horribly outdated in technology. They don't even have pens, they use quills – like some horrible Medieval times parody."

"Well it wasn't going to be perfect." Hadrian said with a slight smirk. "Unless I can make it that way."

"How very humble." Rebekah said with a smirk.

Hadrian made his way to Hogwarts with a cool, confident swagger and an intimidation that few eleven year olds shared. Along the way, he picked up both Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley with his charisma alone, intimidating Draco away when the boy attempted to insult the bushy haired muggleborn.

He had just stood and stared down at the little ponce; it was obvious he'd never been in a real fight before. When Draco pushed it, Hadrian gave him a brutal kick and sent him running.

Hadrian shocked everyone at Hogwarts when he was sorted into Slytherin. People couldn't stop bitching about how it wasn't right for a Potter to be a snake.

Hadrian didn't understand it and didn't care. He would make his own reputation, people's expectations be damned.

Hermione latched onto him after that; she'd never had a real friend thanks to her great intelligence and social anxieties. Ron, meanwhile, hadn't really had the money to enjoy life the way Hadrian, or even a middle class child, could have. He nearly choked when Hadrian offhandedly gave him a bag full of galleons to buy himself a new wand after he saw the state Ron's hand me down was in.

Hadrian waved off Ron's initial weak protests. Money was never an issue for him. He had more than he technically needed for himself. Once the redhead had gotten over his internal war of accepting charity, he had become Hadrian's loyal right hand man, by his side in everything.

And that was just the beginning. When Halloween rolled around, things got even more interesting.

Hadrian had excused himself from dinner to pay his respects to his parents. While walking down the hall, he heard an alarm call followed by a terrified scream coming from the direction of the Girl's Bathroom. Heading in that direction revealed a massive mountain troll menacing a pair of Hufflepuff best friends, Susan Bones and Hannah Abbott.

Hadrian shot the creature in the head, splattering its brains across the wall, before leading Susan and Hannah to safety. The girls admired his iron nerves and dedication to them, especially after he got in trouble with the Headmaster for 'not going to his Dorm when he was told to'. So they joined his group.

Hannah was an aspiring Healer, while Susan hoped to eventually become a skilled politician like her aunt and adoptive mother figure in Amelia Bones, head of the DMLE. Hadrian had a way of drawing people to him.

After that incident, he earned the respect and friendship of Flora and Hestia Carrow, a pair of initially cold and guarded girls who had been brutally mistreated by their insane Death Eater parents.

It was Flora who told him the whole truth about his parents, and sat there in understanding when Hadrian, seething and in tears at the revelation, swore revenge on Voldemort and the man's followers.

Much later in the year, Hadrian came across rumors of the Philosopher's Stone. He and his team of trusted companions broke past the various defences and stole the stone after a confrontation with Voldemort, parasiting on the back of the head of one of his followers – the Defence teacher Quirrel.

Infinite gold. Immortality. It would become Hadrian's crown jewel.

Hadrian patiently built up his web.

In his second year, he met Ron's little sister Ginny. The girl admired his legend deeply and wanted to be part of his life. Hadrian found her adoration cute enough that he didn't mind. Colin Creevy, Rebekah's son, also joined the school this year. A hopeful journalist, he also looked up to Hadrian and worked at his side.

This year was when the Heir of Slytherin and its pet Basilisk started being a problem. Draco Malfoy was the first one petrified, not long after he had gotten into another fight with Hadrian and his friends, in which he (again) called Hermione a mudblood and the Boy Who Lived a blood traitor.

Hadrian networked among his fellow Slytherins to find out the source. Daphne Greengrass, a friend of Flora's, told him about the previous time the Chamber of Secrets was open. Interrogating Hagrid about it revealed the connection to Tom Riddle, the former name of Lord Voldemort.

However, the MO of the current attacker was...strange, to say the least. Instead of attacking muggle borns, they seemed to be targeting anyone who seemed to stand in Hadrian's way. Bullying teachers like Severus Snape inexplicably dropped dead, while students like Draco, Cormac (a Gryffindor Bully) and Theodore Nott turned to stone.

After some detective work, Hadrian eventually discovered at Ginny was the one under the influence of the Diary. It was a fragment of Tom Riddle's soul, but even his toxic influence was unable to overwhelm Ginny's adoration and devotion to her hero, so she instead attacked those who posed potential threats to him.

Hadrian was genuinely amazed by this, and once he rescued her from the Diary and the Basilisk, he offered to marry her when she came of age. He embraced the idea that she so loved him, and was devoted to him. (it wasn't something he had experienced before.) He was reminded of Jasmine's love for Daniel in her. Ginny was delighted.

Neither child knew at the time that Molly Weasley and Dumbledore had conspired to put the two of them together as a means of consolidating the Potter fortune and future. Molly had been giving Ginny an altered version of a love potion, with the intention of eventually getting the two together once her daughter was safely capable of bearing children. Molly was once a Prewett, and she missed the fortune that had been gambled away by her parents. That, and becoming a Potter would raise the family up the social status after they had been considered paupers for several generations. The family's future would be utterly secure if their children were also Potters.

Dumbledore wanted to secure his legacy. It was his belief, thanks to the Prophecy, that Hadrian and Voldemort would have to die together, or else they would become the Dark Lord that would threaten his vision for the future of Magical Britain. Part of his plan involved, after Hadrian 'died', Ginny and her prospective child would come under his protection as 'penance' for failing to protect the hero boy, eventually adopting the child and moulding him into his perfect successor when he finally moved on to 'the next great adventure'.

However, what neither of the conspirators had predicted was the 'influence' not acting as they had predicted. Ginny's affection for Hadrian was so strong that she would happily go against her family, or indeed against the world, for his sake. And, thanks to absorbing the ability to speak Parceltongue along with the sixteen year old Riddle's memory, she became his right hand lady and his main terror tool for controlling not just Hogwarts, but eventually downtown magical London.

After all, the Basilisk was female...and she laid eggs. Over the summer, with Ginny, Hannah and Flora's assistance, Hadrian hatched four of them.

In the third year, this tool was used against Sirius Black and the Ministry workers who came to make a fool out of their organization by being exactly as useless as they were the previous year.

Black ended up dying before the truth about James and Lily Potter's betrayal came to the rising Mafia Don. Hadrian became so enraged by this, that when Peter Pettigrew was caught, he paralyzed the man and turned him over to Micky – his father's reserved Torture Technician.

Micky slowly killed the man over the space of four months.

In the fourth year...that's when Hadrian's scope expanded more. Hogwarts was a castle of fear; everyone obeyed what the last Potter wanted, or face his wrath. The Tri Wizard Tournament got him contacts in other magic countries.

Hadrian had been watching Ginny sleep next to him when the shift in the universe carried him away.

End Chapter

I always thought - and rarely ever see - that if Harry was to be a Dark Lord, then Ginny would be his equivalent to Bellatrix Lestrange.

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