Parseltounge (A/N: Parseltounge- §Snores§)

(A/N: This chapter contains death, destruction, some graphic torture)

The moment George was killed in front of me, something in me snapped, apparating home with Georges body I sat on the floor staring into space, no emotion whatsoever came through, it was like I was nothing more than an empty shell, no thoughts or feelings, the sudden drop in temperature slightly snapped me out of my dazed looking up the Dementors that arrived let out screeches, quietly communicating to each other one left back to the prison, the other two swarmed me and pulled me into their arms, rubbing their thin hands up and down trying to comfort me.

Looking out the window I finally rasp "I'm going to kill them all, they wanted a dark lord, now they will have one" tell the others to be ready, we will make them pay. Screeching in agreement one quickly left.

Standing up I check myself over making sure I have both wands, blankly ignoring the blood covering me, asking 'how many Villages are near Azkaban?'

Getting the answer I give an hmm... let's go. With that we both vanished, landing on the outskirts of a Village I sneered at all the happy voices, raising a hand I call a dozen Dementors to me. Once they all appeared I tell them, 'take them, and suck them dry, we will leave one witness"

For the next several minutes nothing but chaos, witch and wizard's screaming in horror and fright, many noticed me and tried to stupidity attack me, a couple cutting curses, a few Bombarda, one getting up close and personal a man punched me in the face causing my nose and mouth to bleed, smirking In amusement I gathered a mouth full and spat it in his face, outright laughing when the fool starting screaming bloody murder, watching in fantasizing glee as I watched his body start to melt right in front of me.

The screams heighten to a whole new pitch, laughing like a manic I ran around brutally slaughtering everyone I saw, everything from ripping their heads off, arms, legs a few of the Dementors shadowing me, taking care of the ones that were somewhat alive, taking a moment to observe my surroundings I could make out a few who were still alive, making my way over I looked at each of them, singing "Eeny, meeny, miny, moe"

"You" I point at one, shall live to tell the tale, depose of the others, waving at the Dementors.

Screams of no ranging out, taking possession of the women I force my magic into her body, forcing her to comply I told her "your home was destroyed because the light decided to play god, it's their fault, they are the ones to blame, you will never forget who is to blame." Magic surged making it a permanent reminder.

Releasing her, I call the Dementors and we vanished to the next village, each one I left a single witness, to spread the word.

With a thundering crack I land on the island of Azkaban looking up at it with a dark twisted smirk, making my way through the halls I wandless disarmed and stunned the godsmaken guards, telling the Dementors to bring them along. As I walked I headed up to the high security section, the cell doors to each cell slammed open loudly, a loud "what the hell!" rang out

Laughing I purr "if you want to leave, now is a good time"

"Hadrian?!"

"What are you doing back here?"

"What the hell happened?"

Not answering instead I say "bring the guards... ahh... yes you poor pitiful things" I mock, take their souls...no, not that one, bring him to me."

The prisoners and former Death Eaters stood behind me, watching as I talked to the guard.

Smirking at him I say calmly "hello, I believe we were never properly introduced, my name is Hadrian Potter, Dark lord, and killer of worthless scum, what's your name?"

Stuttering "My name is R-Rex Stonehaven... ar-are you going to kill me?"

Tsking I bent down looking him in the eyes "No, however if you don't leave Britain I will kill you, and everyone you hold dear, you will leave and never come back."

"I will! I vow I will leave Britain and never come back! I swear it! So mote it be!" Rex sobs

"Good release him; there are other prisoners that need to be released."

"Wait! Why... why are you doing this?"

That's when Rex realized he didn't see the red headed man that came and always visited, shouting "Where's... where's the one who always came and visited?"

Sharply turning my eyes glowed " I'm doing this because the light took someone from me that I valued above all others, they wanted a Dark Lord now they got one" eyes glowing brighter "I'm going to burn them to ground."

Swiftly turning I ignored the horrified looks, mouths gaping open in shock, the sound of cracks, I snarled and spat kill them all, and take their wands, shouts of spells being said, irritated I let lose my magic suffocating the Auror's, their souls being ripped out, ignoring the weary and fearful looks.

"Let's go I command, you are now free to do what you want...make them bleed, or whatever."

"Well... I wouldn't mind destroying some Villages; you know gets the blood pumping again." Rodolphus says

Smirking "interesting since I destroyed three on my way here"

"What are we waiting for? Let's go make some muggle lovers bleed!" Avery shouts

Turning I look at the ones left I look at them and say simply "look in my eyes; you will see the location of the first one, as soon as you see a clear picture go."

Many cracks later we all end up on the outskirts of a mixed village, both magical and muggle. Sneering at the village, I glance at them and ask, "how many can use wandless magic?"

"To a point I can, but nothing on the scale like you can" Jugson says

(All of them agreeing and grumble from a lack of a wand)

"Hmm, well then you're all in luck" pulling out a shrunken trunk I open it with a hiss, pulling my wand out I levitate the items out, everything from short swords, long swords, daggers, whips, war hammers, katakana, staffs, spears, axes, were laid out in the grass.

Snickering at their confused expressions I continued "They might not be a wand however I find them rather useful for example" grabbing a long sword I swing it, silently casting a blasting curse at a tree, causing it to shatter it to pieces, "as you can see, each have been carved with a special rune that channels your magic, making whatever spell you use to be 10x more powerful, and this rune is a charger of sorts that makes it less of a drain on your core, so even if you miss, it'll still take out whatever is around and in front, now this rune, it protects the wielder, if you end up in a group you won't end up killing each other. Now any questions?"

"Yeah...where in the world did you get all these weapons with the runes on them?" Antonio asks

"Well, while I was recovering I went through some of my trunks and came across a lot of weapons, those sneaky goblins must of replaced all the goblin made weapons that I had in my vaults, and besides I'm pretty sure they put the runes on, after all being a friend of the goblins does have its benefits."

"Anyways anymore questions?' Not giving them a chance to respond 'no? Good, pick a weapon and let's go kill some mudblood, and blood traitors!"

Bloodthirsty grins and shouts of agreement, every single one picked a weapon of their choice, several of them swinging them to test them, and we were off, screams of terror, fear echoing around us, houses and people burning, the smell of burning flesh was strong in the air, All in all the destruction was amazing

Bodies covered the streets, most soulless, others cut into pieces, blood running down the streets, looking around again I spot an almost teen he was probably 13 if I had to guess, the kid was sobbing ash, dirt and dried blood covered him making my way over, one death eater was about to chop him down, catching his attention I wave my hand at him, giving me a curt nod he left the kid to me.

The kid noticed me and let out a gasp before turning and taking off, chasing him around the other moving out of the way, watching as I chased the child around, it was about 30 minutes later the kid collapsed exhausted, lightly protesting when I picked him up, I tell him "I need you to deliver a message okay?"

Leaving him in a half destroyed house, I ask him to repeat it again, using my magic, and I made sure he couldn't be obliviate before or after the message was received, oh no I was going to make sure the kid remembered who was responsible.

Turning to the others I command, "Let's go" we all vanish, not even 10 minutes pass a group of Auror appear sicken at the sight of the mass destruction Quickly moving the Auror checked the entire area for survivors, they were horrified at the amount of blood, and body parts covering the ground, many took note that many of them had no souls, the reality of what took them made them shake in terror.

Albus Dumbledore and several Order members arrived much to the others distaste, just before one could tell them to leave, an Auror shouting cut whatever was going to be said.

Ma'am Bones! There's a survivor! Quick movements, Dumbledore asks "why haven't you obliviate this poor child?"

Sneering, the med wizard says flatly "we cannot, the child must give its message"

Alright little one will you please give the message? Ma'am Bones requested gently

Blinking, a dazed looked appeared looking straight at him "Albus Dumbledore, you wanted a Dark Lord you now have received one, for your actions all the forces of nature will be unleashed upon you and curse you until the end of your days! You have been warned!"

The ever present twinkle vanished replaced with a look of horror, gasps of fear echoed as magic surged making it a magical vow.

"Oh, merlin..."

One of the Auror's tried to obliviate the child after the message but realized they couldn't, lowering his wand, an order member asked/demanded why he stopped, looking at everyone he says "I can't..." but was cut off "what do you mean you can't!"

"If you would just shut up! I can't because magic won't let me! He will remember this forever!" He cries

Ma'am Bones looks at the child again and asks for his name and how old he is, "Ronon...my name is Ronon and I'm 13"

Before she could ask any more questions Ronon looks at Dumbledore and says "it's your fault...it's your fault that-that bad man and all the others came and killed everyone."

Startled Dumbledore says "my boy... I couldn't possibly be-"

"The bad man said that a man with a long white beard who calls people 'my boy' is a ped-pedophile, who kidnaps little boys and does bad things to them! It's your fault!" Ronon screams

"Ronon... what did the bad man look like?" A med wizard asked gently to the obviously traumatized child.

"The bad man... he-he..." Ronon hiccups

Softly shushing him and gently asks for him to take his time, to take slow and steady breaths, it was several minutes later Ronon finally says "he had long black hair and really pretty green eyes... he looked so sad"

"Sad? Can you explain what you mean? If you can"

Looking at the ground but looks up again "he looked sad...like momma did when she lost Aunt Chloe...momma had the same sad look for a really long time, I would hear momma cry, sometimes she wouldn't get out of bed because momma was crying a lot." He babbles

Sharing a look, there was only one person they knew who had long black hair and green eyes. Clearing her throat Bones says "Ronon...what he did was no excuse for being sad, what he did was horrible, was he alone, or was there others with him?"

Nodding Ronon says "there was many, and it was so cold..."

Softly swearing one mutters "Dementors...merlin forbid Dementors"

Looking at them all bones says "categorize everything, for your reports, Dumbledore you will leave or so help me, you will suffer the consequences, and I will be taking him back with me, and see what we can do.." picking him up she whispers to him before disappearing.

-Location George's cottage-

Apparating right into the living room with 9 others, I didn't notice them looking around the small but homely cottage, as if in autopilot I made my way towards Georges already cooling body, dropping down next to him, the tears that I refused to shed came back with a vengeance, a broken sob escaped.

A soft pop later kreacher appeared seeing his distressed master "master... Kreacher had used magic to preserve twinsie till master is ready."

"...thanks Kreacher" I croak

"Master and guests need baths and food Kreacher will get baths ready"

Nodding I slowly get up looking at the former death eaters, their expressions ranging from a mixture of sad, horrified, anger, they all respected and cherished George in their own ways.

Swallowing the sudden dryness, I spoke "this is the cottage George bought while I was in Azkaban, no one besides us know where it is, you will be safe here, to rest and recover, its... small and-"

"No, it's perfect, and besides the way I see it, being in a big old mansion just doesn't fit George, this (while waving his hand around) screams George's style." Avery says firmly

"I agree, even though we just got here already I feel like I am at home, a real home."

"I feel safe." Right after that several Dementors came in, moving towards Hadrian, causing him to laugh at the mere irony. Shaking his head he asks them for a report, each taking turns, eyebrows rising in interest, thanking them they cuddle for a moment and float away, Kreacher popping in and gave the Dementors a glare telling them that master needs a bath.

Realizing there's only technically two bathrooms, I tell them that if they want to share the bathtubs, or showers to get cleaner faster they could, including the shower in my room, since I am taking a bath, leaving them to sort out what they wanted to do, I made my way to my own, stripping down I sank into the large tub with a groan of satisfaction.

I must of dosed off, when the sound of clothes being taken off I jerk awake, sitting up, letting out noise of surprise when the faces of the Lestrange Brothers getting into the tub with me, sputtering I demand what in merlin are they doing.

Snorting Rabastan says "it's been forever since I've had a bath, there's no way I was going to miss the chance to take one, with or without you in it."

"Exactly, and besides I'm not as young as I use to be, standing in a shower after all that my legs are going to buckle under me if I stand any longer." Rodolphus says with a relaxed sigh, the warm water doing wonders on his aching muscles.

Snorting I snark back "fine, but no one else, here are some stuff you two can use to clean up", grabbing some for myself I started washing the others two following my example, small talk was made, it was clear they wanted to know what happened but kept the questions to themselves, figuring that I would tell them when I was ready.

Not even a little shy, I stood up and stepped out drying myself off putting the clean clothes Kreacher put out for me, the other two getting out a moment later, I point at the pile of clean clothes, once dressed we left to the kitchen following smell of food.

Everyone was sitting down either eating or drinking, conversations floating around the table until the subject of what happened came up. I knew what they were asking, taking a deep breath I tell them, what happened.

-Flashback-

"Hades! Come on, let's go to Diagon alley." George says with a grin

Groaning I rolled over casting a wandless tempus, cracking an eye open, I sent him a glare at the time that glowed and says "why in the bloody hell did you wake me up at the ass crack of dawn?!"

Grinning sheepishly "sorry Hades I forgot you weren't a morning person... and besides eventually you'll have to visit."

Grouching "the hell I don't, I am not going!" Sticking my head under my pillow in hopes I could go back to sleep.

Rolling his eyes "aw come on... Hades pretty please? I really want you to see the shop."

Slumping in defeat, I mutter "fine"

Whooping in happiness, he ran from my room, dragging myself out of bed I call Kreacher for a cup of coffee, needing the caffeine to wake up, doing my morning routine I take a long drink, getting dressed, before leaving I call the Dementors telling them to stay here, they apparently didn't like that, I carefully explained what would happen, they still didn't like it but agreed to stay here. Now that was taken care of we head out, pulling my hood up, after all I don't need to be harassed otherwise ill end up killing them all.

Getting through the entrance was easy only a few witch and wizards were there, giving a silent nod to Tom we made our way through, I couldn't stop the gasp from escaping, it's just like I remembered, shaking my head I quickly follow George, looking through the windows of a few shops, checking to see if anything caught my interest, so far no luck.

Staring in shock I took in all the colors, the sounds and the amount of customers, shifting uncomfortably at the massive amount of people, I followed George who greeted customers like a social butterfly, managing to weave around I was introduced to his two employees, Blake Roc, and Raine Pots, who I found out was kept updated, they wanting to insure that I didn't feel threatened stated rather firmly

'we are neutral, however what they did was wrong, if it comes down to it, we will support you, especially when the order of the fried chickens kept hanging around here."

Blanching in disgust I tell them "thank you, Blake, Raine for telling me."

Looking around again, the three of them were discussing any problems or solutions to whatever it was, not paying much attention to their conversation, I continue to look around seeing if anyone in the shop happens to be on my 'shit list' nearly disappointed however I caught the sight of a certain witch that tried to give him a love potion in his 6th year.

Romilda Vane that was her name, well then I think with a dark smirk, she was going to be one of the first to die, even if the love potion incident happened ages ago, I was itching to kill something, glancing at the three of them, I carefully move around the other shoppers, thinking as I walked how I wanted to get her attention, but keep the attention of everyone else's away.

It seemed I was in luck, she looked up and our eyes locked, a strangled gasp left her, smirking at her I turn and move away, the most interesting thing was I didn't even need to use any magic, I could tell she was following me, practically blending into the crowd, I watch her frantically look around trying to spot me, moving into her line of sight again, her eyes going wide when I sent her a smothering look before turning and making my way out of the shop.

The shouts of 'hey, watch it, bloody hell!' Causing me to chuckle deeply a few witches nearby went deep red, moving towards Knockturn alley I paused turning slightly I see her looked around again, the whispered conversation caught her attention, and where they were pointing, snapping her head in my direction, our eyes locked, moving into the dark alley, her frantic footsteps following me,

She stopped at the entrance hesitating, when I was almost out of sight again she quickly moved forward following me, the people of Knockturn alley scattered when glowing green eyes locked with them, the sense of danger warning them away, heading deeper into the alley, I round a corner and waited.

The sounds of irregular breathing came closer, like a snake I whip my hand out pinning the girl to the wall in a visa grip by her throat, her screams of terror being cut off, with my free hand I pull my hood higher and looked at her, I watched amused as her eyes went wide in fear, then awe.

Glowing eyes narrowing, I smirked and with deep purr I tell her "look at what I caught, a little Gryffindor"

Her mouth moved by no sound came out, losing my grip she takes a deep breath and stammer "Har-harry you-" cutting her off I snarl in her face "my name is Hadrian" causing her to jerk back in fear, squeezing her throat again her hands coming up trying to pull them off I sneer and tell her

"You know I don't appreciate the fact you tried to stupidity poison me in my 6th year, therefore you will die, why? Because I have been itching to kill someone and you dearest stupid Gryffindor was stupid enough to follow me."

Bring my free hand up, I shoved it through her chest, rooting around breaking a few ribs, tossing them uncaring behind me, grabbing a kidney giving it the same treatment, keeping all but one rib bone using it to puncher anything in my way as I went finding her heart, I wrapped my hand around it, ripped it out, despite my other hand wrapped around her throat a blood curling scream escaped, followed by a deep manic laugh echoing across the dark alley,

The residents fleeing in terror, still screaming bloody murder I grin and sang "my, such a lovely heart, to bad it's going to have an accident" bringing my magic to my bloodied hand, I forced her to watch as I disintegrate her heart, my other hand keeping her alive with my magic, leaning forward I whisper "consider yourself honored, you are the first to die, actually you are the first magical to die"

Releasing her she tumbled to the ground face first, spelling my hand clean I pull out my wand turning her over I sent an over powered cutting curse across her throat, choking on her own blood, I sent another at her hands cutting them clean off, humming I sent a bone crushing curse at her legs a choke scream escaped,

Deciding that it wasn't enough, I cut them off in three pieces, levitating the cut off pieces off to the side, I watched fascinated, shifting my glaze I watched as her eyes lost the light, her chest no longer moving, casting a spell confirming she was indeed dead, turning I levitate the body parts, leaving a bloody trail as I went dropping pieces, until I was at the entrance, leaving the last one a few feet from the entrance, satisfied swishing my wand making sure I was clean, and pulling my hood back up and putting my wand away.

Casually walking back towards the joke shop I slip in, found George looking for me once he found me his eyes narrowed for a moment but the relief was clear as day "bloody hell! Where did you go? I was worried."

Around I tell him, not believing me I tell him later, agreeing for the moment the look he gave me told me he was going to demand an explanation when we get home, shrugging I ask "you said something about clothes?"

"Oh yeah" turning to his employees, quick words were said we left and made our way to Madam Malkin's Robes, let's just say as soon as I was able to escape I all but ran out of the shop, grumbling about stupid witches and their irritated need to smother me, hood up I stalk to the entrance with a snickering George behind me, as soon as I was able to apparate I did. Landing in the living room, turning towards him I ask in a semi serious tone 'you sure I can't kill her too?"

Sighing 'no hades you can't kill her, also don't forget we have to be back there in three days, now spill where you were?" Giving a shrug I told him "Took a walk, made some annoying witches blush, killed someone, you know the soon to be normal thing."

"Kay…took a walk, made witches blush, and kill- wait did you say killed? Who was it?"

Smirking darkly "Romilda Vane"

Frowning his brow "that name sounds familiar..."

"I'll give you a hint, what happened in 6th year with your so called brother"

Gaping, "it was her?!"

Slightly slipping into parseltounge I spat "yess, originally the love potion spiked Chocolate Cauldrons was for me, but poor pitiful Ronald ate them instead, I however took the liberty of disposing the pea brained witch."

Well he states "it's a start, she did have it coming." George ends with a snort

"Exactly' I say happily finding my list I cross out her name, looking at the list I mutter who should be next.

-Time skips-

Being reminded that I had to go back, put me into a grumpy mood, my magic swirling around me in warning, frowning when instead of calming down it increased, meeting George in the living room I tell him that maybe we shouldn't go, my magic is acting up, its swirling around me as if warning me, that something is going to happen.

Alarmed George says we will be extra careful, and afterwards we will stay at the house. Trying to convince him to not go, but he wasn't having it, 'the sooner we get the clothes the sooner we can come back"

Still uneasy, we apparate, making our way through, the uneasy feeling slowly disappeared the further we got into the alley, making a beeline for Madam Malkin's Robes, getting the many packages, and shrinking them, we were on our way out when the uneasy feeling came back full blast, causing me to visibly stiffen, George who was walking next me noticed right away, both of us was immediately on guard

My magic automatically surging to protect me, a stunner was sent at me, spinning around, I all but snarled, without realizing it my wand slipped into my hand, ignoring the gasps I gave a dark glare at the person in front of me.

Albus gave a fake cheery tone "Harry my boy!"

Snarling I spat "I am not your boy, you senile pedophile! It's LORD Potter."

Seeing George he gives a disappointed look and says "Mr. Weasley your family has been worried about you, having your moth-"

"Shut up old man! I renounce my ties to that traitorous family, and you have no right to tell me what to do."

"How dare you talk to Albus like that?" Followed by many more, insults being shouted back and forth, while everyone was distracted Albus took notice that Voldemort's wand was in 'Harry's' hand, he had tried to convince them to snap it but they wouldn't listen!

Subtlety looking around he raises his wand a sent an over powered Sectumsempra towards 'the dark lord'

Having enough of the pointless shouting match I slightly turn towards George about to tell him we should go, letting out strangled noise when I was suddenly pushed, jerking my head I watched in horror as Georges body suddenly explode in mass amounts of blood, then there was screaming, launching myself forward I caught him before he fell, I didn't realize it was me who was screaming, my magic reacting to my emotions exploding outwards, shattering windows and doors, pushing the people in the alley to ground, the wards around quivering, and I did what was considered impossible I apparate.

-End of flash back-

It was silent for several minutes, laying my head on my arms I say quietly 'I should have pushed it, should have said no, made up some excuses or something..."

"Hadrian... it's not your fault"

"I just wish there was some way I-" launching out of my seat, shouting I'll be right back, with a thundering crack I apparate outside of Hogwarts wards, moving quickly It took me a good two hours before I found what I was looking for, sighing in relief I pocket the stone, realizing I crossed over the wards I softly swore, spinning on my heels I ran forward bypassing the wards, moving to the left I turn and glare at the giant spider,

Its fangs twitching, launching itself at me again, I moved to the right, twisting to dodge the other one trying to sneak up on me, having enough, I grab my wand snarling the killing curse, killing them both looking around more came, shooting spells at a rapid speed, I killed around 40 of them before apparating away with a thundering crack, landing in the living I was met with shouting.

"-HELL"

"WHAT?"

"I SAID-"

"WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP?"

"I CANT HEAR YOU" several of them shouting at the same time.

Walking in, they all stopped shouting, raising an eyebrow, shooting me a dirty look Avery says "a little warning next time! We can't even hear each other after you apparate" his voice going a bit louder at the end

Summoning some potions, I give it to them, drinking it; sighs of relief when the constant ringing was finally gone.

"So what was it that you had to go get that render us all deaf?" Huffs Theodore

Pulling the Resurrection Stone out of my pocket I place it on the table with a grin.

"So let me get this straight... you render us deaf for a bloody stone?" Yaxle snarls

Tsking at him I tell them "this isn't some stone, it's the resurrection stone." I say happily

Muttering "oh right like that makes more sense" Rosier snorts

Rolling my eyes I pick it up, closing my hand around it, I call George" whispering under my breath

"Geez mate you look like hell" Georges voice rang out. The death eaters all jump pulling there stolen wands out.

Turning I look at him, tears filled my eyes my voice cracking "George…I'm"

"No, do not be sorry, and don't you dare blame yourself" he says firmly looking at all of them he gives a cheeky grin waving "Hi!"

What the hell? George snorts 'you are all acting like you've never seen a ghost before; say hades will you call Fred? He's wanted to see you"

Immediately I call Fred, seeing him a choked sob escaped "Fred..." the others stayed quiet simply watching in awe at the tearful reunion.

"Hey Hades, and before you say anything George has updated me on all the shit our so called family has done, to be honest I'm glad I wasn't here for it, otherwise I would have been in Azkaban right next to you, and Hi! I'm the dashing twin to George; I just want to say thanks for you know looking out for hades during that entire shit storm."

Looking at each other Theodor clears his throat and says "hello, and your welcome?"

Antonin asks "how is this possible?"

"Ever heard of the deathly hallows?" I ask them, sputtering in disbelief "that's just a child's tale! Jugson all but shouts

Smirking at them I ask "is it? After all, this alone is proof."

Before anything else could be said Fred says "Hades, you know we can't be here forever, I want you to do something for me."

Automatically nodding "I know, and anything." I tell him.

Looking completely serious Fred says "I want you to dig up my body where they buried it, and burn it with Georges."

Mouths dropped open in shock, "Fred..."I started to say but Fred interrupted me with a dark glare "No, this is my request, I do not want my body with them traitors, please Hades."

"I...okay I'll do it" I finally said, the smile I got in return made me feel a bit better, I was shocked when Rodolphus steps forward and states firmly

"We will help, while we might not have known you, we however know George, we will honor your request, we swear it"

Magic surged, binding them to it, with a smile the twins say their goodbyes and to call them whenever, promising to do so, they disappeared. Slumping in a chair I look at them all "you didn't have to do that" I tell them, snorting Rabastan says "we know, but do you really think we would miss such an opportunity to kill the blood traitors?"

"Probably not, the only problem is I have no idea where they buried him." I groan in annoyance.

"Well you know where they live right?" Rosier asked

Snorting I responded dryly "yeah I know where they live, considering before I realized those backstabbing blood traitor were stealing from me." Sneering at the end

"Alright let's go"

"Didn't you notice its getting dark?"

"Oh, well we could use the cover of the darkness"

Shaking my head I tell them 'how about tomorrow after we all get some sleep, after all it would be really embarrassing if one of us passes out because we didn't get enough sleep."

Murmured agreements, "okay let's see, there's Georges bed... the couch... mumbling my bed too…um damn it kreacher!"

"Master called for Kreacher?"

Yes, do we have any more bedding? I just realized we don't have enough, blankets too and lack of room in general" I babble

"Master, Kreacher will fix problems"

"Great! You all sort out who goes where I'm going to bed."

Escaping to my room, I undress lost in thoughts my door opens turning around I sputter and flat out said 'oi! You two aren't sleeping in my bed!' "Oh, why not?" Rodolphus asks "be-because I said so!"

"Too late!" Rabastan says cheerfully, groaning in annoyance I sent them both a glare and ask "what the hell is up with you two? First you invade my bath and now my bed." I scowl "if I didn't know any better you two got some twisted man crush, or you've both hit your head to many times."

Looking at each other Rabastan smirks and says "well you're not bad on the eyes, have you seen yourself in a mirror?" Mouth dropping open, no words came out Rodolphus continued giving me a once over, eyes lingering on the scar across my chest 'I agree'

Feeling my face flush, turning with a huff "bloody nuisance, just go to bed" climbing into my bed I grumble even more when I could feel the bed dipping on each side and two more pillows appear from a smirking Kreacher, traitor I grumble, snickering and a pop followed.

(A/N: Parseltounge- §Snores§) (In case you forgot)

Burying my face in my pillow I hiss in parseltounge complaining §I should get a damn snake, then these two bath and bed hogging nuisances would stop and leave me the bloody hell alone. §

I wasn't aware of it (since I buried my face into my pillow out of pure annoyance) but the two of them gave each other wide eyed looks, flushing when their bodies reacted to the use of my parseltounge, they both jerked slightly when their marks briefly flared up, not in pain but a rather intense pleasure, they had been teasing, now however both are feeling like this was pay back even if he didn't realize it.

Half hissing and half English "go...to...bedsss...you nuisssancesss..."

Still blushing, they both mumbled 'Goodnight'

Morning arrived, the two woke up feeling well rested, looking over at their still sleeping (sort of Dark Lord) long hair everywhere, snoring lightly, catching each other's eyes, they carefully slip out of the bed, both freezing when an angry hiss cut through the room, both watching withheld breaths as Hadrian frown shifting in his sleep, a much deeper hiss escaping once he was comfortable again,

causing them both to swallow, the reaction going down south, quickly but as quietly as they could they shut the bathroom door, both sporting a morning problem, now neither one was shy but this was different, with bright red faces they quickly took care of it, silently crossed the bedroom and all but ran to the kitchen, minds recalling the reactions to the use of parseltounge, and how their marks briefly flared up.

Walking in they weren't surprised seeing the others already awake, taking a seat some breakfast and the usual nutrition potions appeared gulping them down and chasing it with their drinks, they started on their breakfast, However it seemed like Barty couldn't wait any longer and asked "did anyone else feel their marks flare up? Not in pain but..."

"An intense pleasure" Avery finishes

"Yes, it woke me up" face heating up Antonin coughs and continues "felt like I just had an insane organism"

All of them blushing, muttering similar reactions. Theodor asking the Lestrange brothers about how it was, being so close to the source.

"It was... words can't even describe it" Rodolphus tells them his brother nodding in agreement

"What can't you describe" a voice suddenly asks, all of them jumping in fright they all turn to see Hadrian mouths going dry, stalking into the kitchen hair messed up, no shirt scar on complete display and pants hanging low on his hips, realizing they were all staring at him "what?" Several mumbled 'nothing' their food or drinks becoming the most interesting thing, frowning when they refused to look at him, becoming distracted with food, he happily started eating.

In the middle of taking another bite he noticed Rabastan slightly darkened dark mark, without warning I reached over grabbing his arm pulling him towards me I examined it, mumbling interesting, raising a finger I poke it, Rabastan jerking in surprise. Looking up at him I tell him I wished to try something.

Silently nodding his permission, I brought my finger up again placed it on it, hissing § Speak to me§ so focused on the mark I missed the slight moan that escaped Rabastan and his face going even a brighter red.

The mark hissing back §speaker, you have called? §

Smirking I hiss back §yes, are you able to feel the one who made you? §

Their eyes going wide at the drawn out hiss, shifting from the feeling of pleasure going through their marks they were stunned, sure the Dark lord would use their marks to call them which resulted in extreme pain but this, this was a whole new level, it was like he opened the opposite side, to be honest they weren't sure what was worse, the pain or the need to viciously jerk themselves off constantly.

§No, but I can feel the emotions of the one I am on. §

Raising an eyebrow §oh? §I question genuinely interested in the answer.

§Yess, it would seem speaker, this one wishes to mate with you§

Gaping I look up into Rabastan eyes, his face was bright red, breaking eye contact he quickly looks the other direction not knowing what to say.

A loss for words I thank the mark, releasing his arm and moved back to eating my breakfast as if I hadn't just had a full conversation with Rabastan's dark mark.

A rather awkward silence fell over us; it was broken when a hooting owl soared through the window.

Raising an arm up the exhausted owl perched, wings drooping in relief, raising my free hand I careful stroke the front of his feathers, grabbing a piece of bacon I offer it, perking up he grabs the bacon happily munching on it, sticking out his leg, a moment later a dish of fresh water appeared, lowering him down to take a drink if he wanted I open the daily profit and snorted, reading the headlines.

Shaking my head I made copies for the others to read, the awkward silence was thankfully broken by snorts of laughter, chuckling, and amused comments.

Looking at the profit I smirk darkly, I will admit it was rather tasteful, though I will say I was rather disappointed that they left out exactly what happened, then again I noticed while reading it again that they did name who the victim(s) was, not that I cared whatsoever however I made a point, so I wouldn't complain too much, turning the page I read about the break in at Azkaban how two of the guards were killed the third nowhere to be seen, what didn't surprise me the most was that they said that the Dementors were gone,

(Rolling my eyes) muttering "of course they are gone, like hell they would stay there" The ministry was trying to somewhat cover it up, saying the Dementors were on some 'super-secret mission' or some nonsense. We all spent the rest of the morning simply relaxing before going out and causing more chaos, speaking of chaos

I wasn't aware what would happen when I spoke parseltounge in such close proximity to the Dark marks if I had, I would have teased them for it, and then use it to amuse me. Mostly.

So this one is a little over 7,000 words, pretty good if I do say so myself. I would have updated sooner but I was a bit lost on what I wanted to do exactly. Anyways hope you enjoy it.