Darkness on the Horizon Chapter 17: Fourth Year is Confusing, a harry potter fanfic

Summer after third year was the saddest and happiest for both Hadrian and Dudley. Sirius and Remus had both occupied their old bedrooms in the Manor, and had ensured that they took out the boys to exotic places every week. So yes, it was tremendous fun, but neither of the boys could forget sweet Petunia Dursley, who had loved and cared for them for eleven whole years, sacrificing so much to keep them safe. She was a big part of their hearts, and having fun when she wasn't there seemed wrong.

The adults noticed, but knew better than to push. They would keep quiet when one of them began rambling about park they had gone to see with their mother/aunt, silently bring ice cream on the days they noticed was especially hard on them.

Hadrian decided it was nice to have someone else look after them after so long.

Over the summer, Hadrian slowly told Remus and Sirius about what he had been doing. Taking up the mantle of the Dark Prince, creating his own Inner Circle- he introduced these topics during dinner one day, and the response had him stunned.

"So you have officially started your Inner Circle?" Sirius asked thoughtfully.

"On a more urgent note, you've been using time turners so often? You are being careful, aren't you, Ri, because-"

"Honestly Remus, do you think I would let MY grandson get hurt?" Dorea scolded from the portrait.

Remus flushed. Then started again, "But what about Dudley?"

Dudley looked up from his mashed potatoes. "Hadrian swiped an extra time-turner from McGonagall for me and sent it through Mimsy, and he's been helping me with the magical stuff now."

"Wait - you two have been using your time turners during summer too?" Sirius cut in, looking slightly exasperated at the two guilty faces.

"Yes?" Hadrian asked hesitantly.

"As long as you know what you're doing. And don't be ashamed to ask for help whenever you need it, understood?"

"Yes, Paddy."

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"So, why haven't you contacted anyone else, Uncle Paddy?" Dudley asked curiously as he set aside another genealogy tome.

"As in the rest of the Inner Circle?"

"Yes."

"Well, Remus would have told them that I had no memories of my time in the Dark, and word would have gotten back to Dumbledore. As long as that old bumblebee thinks I'm on his side, I can gather quite a lot of intel for Ri and Marvolo."

Dudley nodded. "Yeah, makes sense."

"So, what are you looking for, Dudders?" Sirius asked, eyeing the enormous stack of books on the Wizarding families of Britain.

"The current Lady Ravenclaw. Did you know Hadrian can become Heir Ravenclaw with her permission?"

The gobsmacked look on the man's face told Dudley that he, in fact, did NOT know about that particular fact. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Must have been some squib in Lily's family. Say, where's Moony and Hadrian?"

"Ri's introducing Moony to the Addams' coven. They're vampires."

"They're what?"

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Sirius took Hadrian, Neville, Hermione and Luna to see the Quidditch World Cup. They ran into the Malfoy family, and enough sneers and half-hearted insults were thrown to ensure everyone in the vicinity knew there was no lost love between Sirius Black and Lucius Malfoy. Hadrian tried to ignore the pang in his heart when he saw Lucius and Narcissa's longing glances at both him and Sirius, before strengthening his resolve. It was not yet time. Draco tried to hide his winces as his father threw out barbs against Mudbloods and Hadrian's mother, but it took Hadrian some of his magic to soothe the blond as they walked past each other.

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"Paddfoot, Moony?" The two men had been drinking their coffee at the kitchen table when they heard the small voice.

"Morning Ri, Duds. What's up?" Sirius asked, putting down his mug.

"As you know, my birthday was two days ago." Oh, Sirius remembered, all right. The first birthday of his little Prongslet that he had attended in a long long time. Dudley's had been a few weeks before that, and Sirius and Remus had worked hard to ensure that the older boy had a blast too.

"And because of the time turners, I turned fifteen."

Sirius hated that reminder, that his godson was growing so fast, faster than normal because an old bastard couldn't help his power hungry nature.

"Yes..."

"I need to go to Gringotts to collect my Lordship Rings."

And Sirius' world stopped.

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Remus shook his shoulder. "I told the boys to go get ready. What is the matter, Padfoot?"

"What is the matter? WHAT IS THE MATTER? Moony, my godson is not going to get to live his life like a teenager, instead his going to have to play games with Lords and Ladies, simply because one person decide to mess us all up and Ri is too kind-hearted to let the adults do the work, and believes it is his responsibility to bear all of this!"

Remus gave his (ex?) lover a soft smile. "Then we'll just have to prove him wrong, won't we?"

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The trip to Gringotts was not very eventful. Hadrian officially became Lord Potter-Gryffindor and Heir Black. Sirius had cooled down and remembered that he was Lord Black just moments before they were going to leave the bank, and dragged everyone back in so Hadrian could have another ring adorn his fingers.

After the long day, Dudley and Hadrian had made claims of being exhausted and left to go upstairs.

Remus leaned in the doorway and watched Sirius watch the flames in the fireplace.

"Moony?"

"Yes?"

"Why don't you kiss me anymore?"

The question caught Remus off-guard, but he answered truthfully. "I wasn't sure you would want me to."

Sirius turned dark eyes to him. "Why would you think that?"

The smouldering look in his eyes made Remus stumble over his words. "I-I don't know."

"Kiss me, Remus Lupin."

So he did.

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"Guess what~" Draco sung as he stepped out of the fireplace.

"Draco? What are you doing here?" Hadrian asked as he entered the foyer to greet his god-brother.

"Why, yes, Ri. I'm doing wonderfully, thank you for asking," the blond said with a scowl.

"Hello, Draco, how are you?" Dudley asked with a snicker as he entered, followed by Sirius and Remus.

"Hi Dudders. Hello, Sirius, Remus," Draco said with a nod to both the adults.

"Hello, little cousin. Last time I saw you, you were this big," the Black said with a grin, keeping his hands half a foot away.

"Har dee har har. Mother and Father were quite relieved that you are out of Azkaban, but they are also quite worried about your memories. Which, to me, seem perfectly fine." Draco raised an eyebrow. He did not like being left out of things.

"Dumbledore thinks the exact same thing. I'm taking a page out of Severus' book and becoming a spy, along with Moony."

"And how are you going to make Dumbledore believe Moony is on his side?" Hadrian asked curiously.

"A wolf will never abandon the closest members of his pack," Remus said with a shrug.

"Anyways," Draco glared at the occupants of the room for making him forget about his piece of news. "The Triwizard Tournament is going to be conducted this year at Hogwarts."

"How wonderful," Hadrian said dryly.

"That's not it. Guess who's on the guest list?"

Four unimpressed glances made Draco put away his theatrics. "I snuck a peek at Father's desk. And Lady Ravenclaw is coming to Britain this year."

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"What did Sirius and Remus have to say about yours and Dudley's training with Avance?" Hermione asked after they had all settled into their compartment.

"A lot, but they kept mum after we reminded them that we had already been doing it for quite some time."

"You are happy to have them back," Neville observed. Hadrian chuckled. "I'm just glad Dudley will have some company."

"Missy will have your head for saying that," Hermione said, shivering at the thought of the sweet yet vicious little elf.

The compartment door slid open and Cedric Diggory walked in.

"Hello, little kids," he said with a grin.

"Hey, we're fourth years!" Draco said with a pout.

"Hello Ced," Hermione said, wisely choosing to ignore the previous statement.

"I'm guessing you've already heard about the Triwizard tournament."

Hadrian snorted. "Who hasn't?"

"The rest of the school because they don't have an information network like you do," Cedric said with a smirk. Hadrian couldn't help but notice that he looked quite handsome with it, but then turquoise eyes and a sinful voice came to mind, and Cedric paled in comparison.

"Well, what of the tournament?" Neville asked his housemate.

"I'm going to put my name in. I was hoping you would help me research for my tasks."

"You want us to help you cheat?" Hermione asked incredulously.

Hadrian and Draco exchanged amused glances at that. Hermione would be Hermione. Cedric, on the other hand, tried to placate her.

"It doesn't say any where in the rules that I can't take help from my friends, only from teachers."

Draco spoke again, voice mirthful, "And four fourth years and a third year are smarter than your seventh year friends?"

"Without doubt, and quite powerful too," Cedric said with a grin, leaving before any of them could question him further.

"He is not blind to the people around him," Luna said, finally putting down her upside down Quibbler. "But he isn't blind to the world either."

Hadrian exchanged glances with his Lieutenants. This was going to be an eventful year.

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The new DADA teacher was introduced to be Mad-Eye Moody, the retired Auror. Hadrian was half pleased that there was finally someone competent, and displeased because this man could see through walls. Honestly, where was his sense of privacy?

The announcement of the Tournament and the cancelling of Quidditch for the year was met with a lot of discontentment, especially from the Gryffindors.

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Draco slipped into the Room of Requirement to see his siblings already there. Hadrian took one glance at him and asked, "What's the matter, Dray?"

"The Slytherins are getting restless. Blaise is trying to figure you out while Pansy is complaining to me about it. And Theo's just silently observing everything."

Hermione nodded. "The twins know something's up too."

"And we already know Cedric's suspicious because of his words on the train," Neville added.

Luna smiled serenely. "Wait for the Raven to arrive, my Prince. She shall answer a lot of your questions."

Hadrian glanced at his little sister. "She's important to us, then?"

"Not just us, my will help all of the magicals in Britain just by aiding you."

Hadrian looked doubtful at Luna's words, but decided against voicing his opinions. Luna had been right about everything till now. And the two other schools were going to reach Hogwarts the next day. The contingent of dignitaries wouldn't be far behind.

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"How old do you reckon Lady Ravenclaw is?" Draco whispered to Theodore Nott.

"I don't know, Dray. Since none of our parents know anything, she either took up the title a long time ago or very recently. But I don't think Dumbledore knows who she is either. He looks far to anxious," the quiet boy said.

Beauxbatons and Durmstrang had arrived yesterday, in flourishes of magic to showcase their skills. Hadrian and his Inner Circle hadn't been very impressed. Now all the students were seated in the Great Hall, Beauxbatons sitting with the Ravenclaws and Durmstrang with the Slytherins.

Hadrian had introduced himself to a group of seventh year girls, one of whom was obviously a Veela and very pleased that he didn't drool at her.

"It iz a pleasure, Monsieur Potter. I am Fleur Delacour." She was pleasant enough, but there was a glint in her eyes that made Hadrian uneasy. Like she knew too much about him.

Fortunately, Luna's presence by his side soothed him, and he directed his attention towards the doors which had just swung open. A group of people walked in, and sat at the Head Table, which could miraculously fit all of the Professors, Headmasters, Headmistress and dignitaries.

Dumbledore rose to introduce each person.

"Bartemius Crouch from Department of International Co-operation."

A man with a bowler's hat stood up, his grey moustache twitching as he glanced around with a strained smile and sat down again."

"Ludo Bagman, from the Department of Games and Sports, and organiser of this year's tournament."

The man Hadrian had spotted talking to the Weasley family at the Quidditch Tournament stood and waved.

"And finally, the special guests for this year's tournament. It is my honour to introduce to you all Lord Valerius from Germany."

A tall, dark man stood and bowed gracefully, earning a loud cheer from the Durmstrang students. Hadrian glanced at Luna, who nodded to confirm his suspicion. Rile Valerius was a master duellist, one of the best in the world. There were also rumours that he was a Vampire Prince, like Gomez, but no one really believed that as the man was not very pale, just the usual pale smooth skin of aristocrats. (Though there had been some foolish arguments like - 'He walks in the sun, he can't be a vampire!)

"Lady Acelynn from France."

A woman with long blonde hair stood up, older than her male companion, yet the Veela blood in her definitely hid the wrinkles that were supposed to be on her face. She smiled brilliantly, causing chittering to resume in the Hall, particularly the jealous tone from the females.

"And last but certainly not the least, Lady Ravenclaw, returning home from America."

Complete, utter silence greeted the final woman who rose. She seemed old, definitely older than Professor McGonagall, but she seemed younger than Dumbledore by at least a few decades. However, the greying hair did not hide her beauty, and she stood with the grace of a Queen, smiling gently at the first years who were seated closest to the Head Table, before looking down at every table. Hadrian locked eyes with her, and saw the curiousity in them. Lady Ravenclaw broke away from the stare first, after a quick smile at the boy. Luna graped his hand. "She will help."

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Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were lead away to meet their representatives, while Hogwarts students remained in the Great Hall after dinner. Lady Ravenclaw stood once more.

"Good evening, students of Hogwarts. I am Cerena Ravenclaw, Lady of the Imperial and Most Noble House of Ravenclaw."

At these words, several students stood and bowed to her. Hadrian noted that all of them were Heirs and Heiresses. Neville and Draco bowed to her as well, but Hadrian remained seated along with the Muggleborns and most of the Half-Bloods. Dumbledore's eyes were most inconveniently staring right at the Ravenclaw table. Luna has stood as well, but instead of bowing, she had made a gesture with her hand that Hadrian did not recognize.

Lady Ravenclaw curtsied back to all those who had bowed to her, her dress elegantly swaying into the movement. After everyone was seated once more, she continued.

"I will be responsible for whichever of you get chosen to participate in the tournament, along with Headmaster Dumbledore. While the Heads of schools and Professors will not be allowed to aid the Champions, the representatives are, and I will offer all my expertise and knowledge to them. That being said, I know several of you will have questions for me, which I will be delighted to answer. I have received my rooms, and an office next to Professor Flitwick's. You may approach me whenever you wish, and I will entertain the most silly questions, don't worry," she added with a wink, startling laughter out of the younger students.

"I assume that's all that needs to be said, Headmaster?" She said, turning to Dumbledore.

"Yes, yes. Now, off you go, children, time for bed!"

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The next day, Hadrian made his way to the office Lady Ravenclaw sat in after dinner along with his friends.

"Come in," the voice came from the other side of the door.

When Cerena Ravenclaw looked up, she smiled at the group. "Ah, Hadrian Potter. I was wondering when I would finally get to meet my Heir."

"Apologies, Lady Ravenclaw, but I'm not your heir."

"Yet." The warm smile on her face put everyone at ease. She then turned to Luna. "Hello, little Moon."

Luna curtsied. "Hello, Lady Raven."

"I've heard a lot about you."

"The wrackspurts are quite the gossip," the little blonde said with a dreamy smile.

"So they are."

The four other people in the room kept turning their heads from person to person, trying to figure out what was going on, before Hadrian gasped softly.

"You're a seer like Luna."

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Lady Ravenclaw (Oh! Call me Cerena) poured them all cups of honey lemon tea after ushering them into a cosy sitting room, armchairs arranged n a small circle.

"I have been waiting for this day. Such exciting times are ahead of us!" The old woman's eyes were bright, the blue in them sparkling.

"So... you will help us, then, Cerena?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"Of course, my dear! I have been dying to meet Marvolo ever since I saw him conduct that ritual successfully for the first time in history. And you, little Prince, you were so interesting since the day you could walk."

"Luna said you would advise me," Hadrian said, remembering the conversation he had had with his little sister.

"Oh, yes. But before that, something else needs to be done. You must forgive me, for my knees are too old to kneel," Lady Ravenclaw said as she swiftly put down her cup and reached over to clasp one of Hadrian's hand.

"I, Cerena Evelyn Ravenclaw, Heiress of Rowena Ravenclaw, do hereby swear on my life, magic and soul, an oath of allegiance, the Founders' Oath to Hadrian James Potter and Tom Marvolo Riddle-Slytherin, Heirs of Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin from this day till my last. I swear to be loyal to their cause and never betray them, intentionally or otherwise.

"I swear to show them and theirs the path, when they have forgotten the way. Mother Magic's will has spoken, and what I have seen shall come to pass. My knowledge is at their disposal, and I offer them my magic. My words bind the Noble and Most Imperial House of Ravenclaw, to Prince Azriel and Lord Voldemort. So I have seen, so it shall be, so mote it be."

Hadrian was startled by the woman's swiftness, but even more so by her words. He had come to her expecting maybe an Heir ring and a silence oath, not an oath of allegiance that would bind her to him for the rest of her life.

"Cerena….. do you realize what you are doing?"

The woman grinned a toothy grin, and said the exact same thing that Luna had, "I've known for years, Prince."

"I, Hadrian James Potter, Prince Azriel, do hereby accept this oath of allegiance. In return, I offer her my own word, the Founders' Oath. I speak for myself alone, and bind the Noble and Most Imperial House of Gryffindor to Cerena Ravenclaw. I swear this by Laws of Magic and on the grounds of Lady Hogwarts herself." His words made Cerena's eyes sparkle, and her smile grew wider. "So mote it be."

The other occupants of the room whispered after him. "So mote it be."

Before Hadrian could draw his hand back, Cerena tightened her grip slightly.

"One more thing. I, Cerena Evelyn Ravenclaw, Lady of the Imperial and Most Noble House of Ravenclaw, do hereby accept Hadrian James Potter as my Heir."

In a flash, there was a ring on his finger, next to his Lordship rings. The insignia of a screeching eagle in bronze, the ring of Ravenclaw.

"Welcome to the family, kid."

Hadrian let himself be hugged. Family was one thing he would do everything in his power to protect.

"Aren't you the only one in your family though?" he teased from under her arms, hoping it wasn't a sensitive area. He couldn't take anymore of the mushy stuff though.

Luckily for him, Cerena only laughed. "Well then, I'll just welcome myself into your family."

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Hadrian stood near the goblet that would select the champions, Hermione and Neville on either side of him.

"Why are we here?"

Hermione snorted. "The twins are going to try to put their names in by drinking an aging potion."

Hadrian shook his head. "Dumbledore is no fool. He drew the Age Line himself."

"Yes, well, why do you think I called you here? To witness the spectacle."

Sure enough, the Weasley twins walked up to the circle not a minute later. Seeing Hadrian and Hermion, each twin threw an arm around one.

"No, kids, you get to see our greatest invention," the twin hanging off Hermione said.

"It's not going to work, George," Hadrian said, rolling his eyes.

Fred pulled his arm away, shocked that he knew which twin was which. He glanced at George, who nodded with an uncharacteristically serious expression, which cleared in seconds.

"Well, we can't be sure until we try!"

The crowd of students standing around cheered and whistled as they both clinked vials and downed the potion in one gulp.

"Well, brother, after you," one twin said to the other.

"No, no, kind sir, after you!"

"I insist!"

Hermione had enough of their antics and shoved them both forward. They landed one step into the circle.

"See, what did I tell you-"

Fred and George were suddenly sent flying out of the circle, both landed on the floor a few feet away.

Hadrian began laughing.

"What's so funny?" George asked in mock anger.

"Yo-your faces!" Several students were on the floor, tears streaming down their faces as they helplessly giggled at the sight in front of them.

Both redheads had white beards about a foot long. "What is going on here?" Professor McGonagall's voice came, as she strode forward. She stopped short at the sight in front of her.

"Mister and Mister Weasley," she began calmly. " My office! Now!"

"Professor, perhaps they should go to the hospital wing first," Hermione said through her chuckles.

"Well, now I have someone to share my tea with!" Cerena Ravenclaw said as she moved through the crowd, a pleasant smile gracing her face. Her words began a new wave of laughter.

"Minerva, I think you should take the boys away now," she said with a laugh. Indeed, the Weasley twins now had beards that reached the floor, and they were both trying to strangle each other with them.

"Honestly Forge-"

"It was your idea, Gred-"

"And the rest of you! Off you go!" Professor McGonagall yelled, dispersing the crowd.

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"Hello, little Heir of mine," Cerena said, turning to Hadrian. Seeing him glance around, she added, "I have put up muffling charms, no one unwanted can hear the conversation. Miss Lovegood said you had questions for me, though."

"I do. May I call my friends first?"

"Of course."

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Cerena raised an eyebrow as the door to the Room of Requirement appeared.

"The elves told me about this. The Come-And-Go Room, I believe?"

"Yes, otherwise known as the Room of Requirement," Hadrian said, turning the door knob. "It changes itself to suit the opener's needs." Inside, there was a cheery fire crackling in the fireplace. There were several comfortable divans and armchairs, and everyone settled down.

"You also use this room to train?" Cerena asked pleasantly. Hadrian's hackles went up. This woman, kind and wise though she appeared, was still a stranger. She may have sworn an oath of allegiance, but Hadrian wouldn't let himself trust her until she proved herself.

"Yes, we do. We use our time turners in here after training for a day, turn back time twenty four hours, and head to our dorms," Luna answered. Hadrian shot her a look of betrayal. She merely smiled at him. Hermione, Neville, and Draco looked distinctly uncomfortable at the exchange, but kept their mouths shut.

"You still do not trust me," Cerena murmured, and when Hadrian looked at her, shrewd eyes gazed back. He contemplated lying for a second, before deciding otherwise.

"I do not. I have too much to lose, and I will not risk years of hard work, sweat and sacrifice by blindly trusting someone who could turn against me anytime."

"I swore an oath to never betray you, intentionally or other wise."

"And that troubles me the most. Why would you swear to never betray me unintentionally? You risk losing your magic and life."

Cerena let out an unladylike snort. "My dear Hadrian, you think too much like a Slytherin for your own good. Great Lady, a pensieve, perhaps?" Her last words were directed towards Hogwarts.

A far wall parted, revealing a stone basin. Hadrian recognised it. How could he not, considering he had used it before?

"I swear that the memories I show you will not physically harm you," Cerena said.

"Physically?" Draco immediately spotted the loophole in her words.

"Emotional trauma is not something under my control."

Cerena began making her way towards the pensieve, before she suddenly stopped. She cocked her head to the side, as if listening to something the others could not see.

Luna's voice floated towards them.

"Perhaps another day, Lady Raven."

Hadrian glanced at his little sister.

"Lady Magic has things to show you, brother."

Neville and Draco started. "Lady Magic does not just decide to show-" Draco's hiss was silenced with one glance from Hadrian.

Cerena spoke. "She does when her Blessed needs guidance."

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Note:

Hey there, you amazing person!

I am aware that this story has a couple of plotholes, please excuse them, this is my first long fanfic!

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