Title: Whispers in the Night
Rating: T
Warnings: Everything that you don't like in a fanfic is more than likely in mine.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, nut I do own a poster!
Chapter 3: Nicky's
"Why the fuck should I go and try to be buddy-buddy with the little fucker?" Caleb fumed as he stepped out of his shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. 'Pogue did ask me to.' His annoying inner voice imputed. 'Fuck.' He was arguing with himself…again. Caleb palmed his head and through on some worn jeans and a black T-shirt. "I'll just go ask him if he wants to go to Nicky's." Caleb decided and trudged over to Hadrian's room. He raised his hand and knocked heavily. "Can I come in?" He asked feeling quite stupid.
"I don't know can you?" Hadrian called back. "Of course you can but will you? That's the question you should be asking yourself." Caleb rolled his eyes and entered the room. "Now what did you want?" Hadrian asked. He was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the rooms' bed.
"I was going to ask you if you wanted to go to Nicky's, and meet the guys."
"Oh, so now you want to be nice?" Hadrian asked sarcastically.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Caleb demanded and stepped closer to the teen. Hadrian gracefully jumped off of the bed and got right up in Caleb's face.
"I'll go." He said and poked Caleb in the chest. "But just bloody remember that I am not anyone's fuck toy."
"You're angry about that?" Caleb asked. " My god we were just kidding."
"Good or I would have made your life a living hell." Hadrian responded and slowly backed up. "So now that, that's all cleared up. Why don't we begin again? Hello I'm Hadrian Potter." Caleb looked at the hand that was offered to him and took it with out a moments hesitation.
"Caleb Danvers." For some reason Hadrian's last name stuck out in Caleb's mind. "Are you ready?" He asked looking to Hadrian.
"Let me grab a jacket," Hadrian pulled on a grey leather jacket and followed Caleb out of the house.
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"So your really leaving then?" Draco Malfoy questioned as Hadrian gracefully stepped out of his hearth. Hadrian smiled sadly and nodded.
"I need to, I need to find out what I am." He said. "I think I've found it this time."
"Where?" Draco demanded. He smiled sheepishly and handed Hadrian some tea when he sat down.
"Ipswitch ,Massachusetts." Hadrian replied. "I found a very old journal in the Potter vault and it talked of the exact kind of powers I have." Draco pondered over Hadrian's words for a moment.
"Go and we will be here if you need anything." He said referring to the life debt that he owed Hadrian, for saving his life in sixth year. This was the same time that they became close friends.
"Thank you, I will write as soon as I get settled there."
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"Hadrian, Hadrian!" Caleb called as he shook Hadrian's shoulder.
"Huh?" Hadrian responded shifting in the comfortable car seet.
"You zoned out we're here."
`"So that's Nicky's" He asked pointing to the busy bar in front of them.
"Yep." Caleb said. "You'll see." He said as he pushed open the large door. Hadrian looked around the loud room. The lights were low and the music was loud but surprisingly tasteful. Caleb spotted his friends and started to lead the way over to them. A plain looking blond tried to saunter over and latched onto Caleb's arm.