Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter [J. K. Rowling] or Avengers [Marvel].
Note: This story will mainly be showing the life of Hadrian. And here Tony Stark is born in the year 1980 rather than 1970 to reduce the age gap. For those who missed it earlier in chapter 1. Slow build.
Rating: M for Mention of early abuse. Mild sexual content. Strong Language.
Pairing: Slash M/M Gay [Do not read if you do not like it]
Speech: "..."; Thoughts: 'Italics'; Other languages: "Italics" [language will be mentioned].
Chapter: 2
Leaky Cauldron was very dark and shabby. A few old women were sitting in a corner, drinking tiny glasses of sherry. One of them was smoking a long pipe. A little man in a top hat was talking to the old barman, who was quite bald and looked like a gummy walnut [1], 'That must be 'Tom' Petunia told me about' he thought. He noticed that there was no electricity or any electrical appliance, the place was lit by lanterns and candles, 'this is weird and inconvenient,' he thought while he made his way to the barman.
"Umm...hello, I'm guessing you are Tom," seeing him nod, he continues, "oh.. good. I'm Hadrian and kind of new here, so I would like a couple of things, if that's possible. First I would like to know if there is a possible way to owl someone," he asked questioningly feeling very stupid about 'owling' anyone, "I have to reply this school about their acceptance letter. They should give a few days to the students to make a decision and possible ways to get an owl."
"There is an owl post office in the Alley; I can show you the way." Tom said.
"Oh okay. And if you could help me out with my luggage, while I shop.." he trails off uncertainly.
"You could rent a room here for a few hours or could stay here for however long you want to. We have got rooms of different range" Tom said.
"That will be great! Umm what is wrong with your electricity connection? I need it to charge my laptop and cell phone." Hadrian asked.
"Muggleborn?" the barkeeper asked in reply.
"Muggle?" he asked confused, he never came across such a word.
"Non-magical people are called muggles. Magical born to non-magical people are called muggleborns" Tom helpfully explained.
Hadrian wrinkled his nose in disgust, 'it sounds like some kind of disease.'
"And magic and electricity does not mix together. So, no electricity in the wizarding world." Tom continues.
Hadrian's jaw dropped at this, a horrified expression on his face. 'No electricity! How will I keep up with my college work and do my research!' his thoughts were running wild, 'So many years of hard work, no no no I cannot panic now. I am a genius damn it! I have to come up with something!' taking a deep breath he says to Tom, "Well both my parents were a witch and a wizard but I was muggle raised, if there are such things. Anyway I will book a room for a few hours than, till I finish my shopping. So, how much for the room?"
"5 Galleons per hour" Tom replied.
Hadrian blinked owlishly.
Seeing his confusion Tom hurriedly corrected himself and explain further, "25 pounds. It is 5 pound to a Galleon, which you will find out are the gold coins. There are silver coins which are called Sickles and the bronze ones are called Knuts. There are 17 Sickles in a Galleon, and 29 Knuts in a Sickle."
Hadrian sighed, 'I may well have traveled back in time.' "Here you go", he says taking out the required money. "25 pounds for the first hour, I will pay the rest when I get back after shopping. And I am going to step out for a few minutes to make a call, could you show me the way into the alley after I am back?"
"Sure." Tom replied.
Hadrian stepped out of the pub while Tom takes his luggage upstairs; he took out his phone and called Janet.
"Hello" Janet answered.
"Hey Janet? This is Hadrian; listen could you book a room for me near Charing Cross Road in London's West End for maybe two nights under James Evans? And tell them that his nephew will be staying there or something." he said.
"Why Hadrian? Are you in trouble or something? Why do you need to stay in a hotel?" Janet replied.
"Just do it. I can't explain right now. I am in a bit of a tight schedule here. I will get back to you when I am done." Hadrian replied.
"Okay okay. I will leave a message in your voicemail than, if you are not available." she said.
"Yes that will be fine. Thank you. Will talk to you soon."
"No worries. Just doing the job I am paid for." she joked.
"Damn right. What would you do without me?" he joked back and continued, "Anyway bye." rolling his eyes he hung up the call.
Hadrian went back inside to see Tom already waiting for him, he then followed him to a rear courtyard where Tom tapped a brick in the wall, counting three up and two across, three times. The brick he had touched quivered – it wriggled – in the middle, a small hole appeared – it grew wider and wider – a second later they were facing an archway large, an archway on to a cobbled street which twisted and turned out of sight. [2]
"Welcome," said Tom, "to Diagon Alley" grinning at Hadrian's amazement. "You will find the owl post office to your left and Gringotts is that white building straight ahead, you could ask about their previous accounts, if they have left you any. Gringotts is runned by goblins so you might want to be careful. Here is 15 Sickles for your owl post as I know you do not have any. I will add it to the total amount along with the room"
"Thank you." He replied smiling up and making a note to ask about these accounts.
Hadrian stepped through the archway. He looked quickly over his shoulder and saw the archway shrink instantly back into solid wall.
The sun shone brightly on a stack of cauldrons outside the nearest shop. Cauldrons – All Sizes – Copper, Brass, Pewter, Silver – Self-Stirring – Collapsible said a sign hanging over them.
Hadrian wished he had about eight more eyes. "This is madness" thinking he turned his head in every direction as he walked up the street, trying to look at everything at once: the shops, the things outside them, and the people doing their shopping. A plump woman outside an apothecary was shaking her head as they passed, saying, "Dragon liver, seventeen Sickles an ounce, they're mad..."
A low, soft hooting came from a dark shop with a sign saying Eeylops Owl Emporium – Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown and Snowy. Several boys of about Hadrian's age had their noses pressed against a window with broomsticks in it. "Look," Hadrian heard one of them say, "the new Nimbus Two Thousand – fastest ever–" There were shops selling robes, shops selling telescopes and strange silver instruments Hadrian had never seen before, windows stacked with barrels of bat spleens and eels' eyes, tottering piles of spell books, quills and rolls of parchment, potion bottles, globes of the moon...[3]
Hadrian made his way to the Owl Post Office, entering he took out the short reply that he had written before leaving Privet Drive, he handed it to the man behind the counter saying, "Hogwarts."
The man took the note saying, "That will be 15 Sickles."
After giving the money and seeing an owl with his note flying out the window he exited the post office and made his way to Gringotts. He had reached a snowy-white building which towered over the other little shops. Standing beside its burnished bronze doors, wearing a uniform of scarlet and gold was a goblin; he walked up the white stone steps towards him. The goblin was about a head shorter than Hadrian. He had a swarthy, clever face, a pointed beard and, Hadrian noticed, very long fingers and feet. He bowed as he walked inside. Now he was facing a second pair of doors, silver this time, with words engraved upon them:
Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed,
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn,
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there.
A pair of goblins bowed him through the silver doors and he was in a vast marble hall. About a hundred more of these goblins were sitting on high stools behind a long counter, scribbling in large ledgers, weighing coins on brass scales, examining precious stones through eyeglasses. There were too many doors to count leading off the hall, and yet more goblins were showing people in and out of these. Hadrian made for the counter. [4]
"Hello I am Hadrian James Potter, here about any accounts left to me by my parents." he said straight to the point, because frankly he was feeling a bit freaked out, this is a complete unknown territory for him. Generally he liked to keep up with everything so that he could avoid this exact kind of situation.
"You have your key, sir?" said the goblin, looking up for his work.
"No sir, you see today I got the Hogwarts letter and I did not know anything about this world until today. So if you could please help me out, I would really appreciate it." he said uncertainly.
"Very well. Follow me." the goblin said, getting down from the stool.
They made their way through a double brass and lead him down the intricate corridors further into the bank. After coming to a stop in from of a fine mahogany door with a name plaque 'Potter's Account Manager', the goblin said, "Wait here" and went in.
After a minute he came back saying, "You may go in now."
"Thank you" Hadrian said and went inside, missing the surprised look on the goblin.
Entering the room Hadrian saw an old looking goblin with silver hair and wore many earrings in his left ear.
"Hello I am Hadrian James Potter" he said extending his hand to shake.
"I am Bloodclaw, Heir Potter, the Gringotts bank manager to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter." said Bloodclaw taking his hand, "You will have to forgive us but we need to verify that you are who you say you are."
"I understand" he said with a nod.
"It will show you all inherited Lordship/Lordships or in your case Heirship/Heirships gained through either: birth, marriage, conquest, or those bequeathed to you. The test includes any adoptions, muggle, magical, or blood and any magical qualities, abilities, or bonds. This also extends to all vaults available to you. It can also show any magical blocks, compulsions, and interference such as potions as well as give the date any such potions or blocks were first administered and it can also show any creature blood or inheritance," the goblin said.
"I see. I wish to undertake such a test," he said with finality in his tone. He needed to know all about his family.
The goblin grinned, flashing his small pointed teeth. "Nothing is free."
"What is your price?"
"10 galleons."
Hadrian nodded "I accept."
With a nod the goblin clicked his fingers and a golden parchment appeared. Handing the parchment and a silver knife over, he instructed, "Three drops of blood. No more, no less."
Hadrian took the knife and made a paper cut sized wound on his finger. After the blood fell Hadrian saw the wound heal itself, before focusing on the words on the page.
Name:
Einar Lokison
Hadrian James Potter-Black
Born:
July 26th 1980, Asgard
Parents:
Prince Loki (Birth father)
Princess Sigyn (Birth mother) *Deceased
James Charlus Potter (Blood adopted father, July 31st 1980) *Deceased
Lillian June Potter née Evans (Blood adopted mother, July 31st 1980) *Deceased
Sirius Orion Black named Godfather (Blood adopted Father, August 1st 1980)
Guardians:
Petunia Dursley née Evans – Adopted Maternal Aunt – Muggle Guardian
Sirius Orion Black - Godfather (Blood adopted Father) *Incarcerated
Alice Mary Longbottom née Macmillan - Godmother *Incapacitated
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore - Magical Guardian
Species:
1/3 Jötunn (Frost Giant)
1/3 Æsir (Asgardian)
1/3 Homo-Sapiens (Human)
Titles:
Prince of Asgard (birth)
Prince of Jötunheim (birth)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter (blood adoption)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black (blood adoption)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Peverell (blood adoption)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Slytherin (conquest)
Present Vault Amount:
Potter Trust Vault - 50,000 Galleons, 100 Sickles, 100 Knuts (Refills Annually)
Potter Family Vaults - 102,435,739 Galleons, 390 Sickles, 210 Knuts; 164 magical artifacts and 840 books
Black Family Vaults - 169,546,039 Galleons, 750 sickles, 236 Knuts; 657 magical artifacts and 1876 books
Peverell Family Vaults - 98,746,301 Galleons, 184 sickles, 298 Knuts; 1206 magical artifacts and 2120 books
Slytherin Family Vaults – 1,846,187 Galleons, 924 sickles, 752 Knuts; 2857 magical artifacts and 4276 books
Magical abilities and blocks:
Core magic (70% blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Parseltongue (Failed Block, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Wandless magic (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Wordless magic (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Magic sensitivity (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Eidetic memory (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981) *90% Nullified
Hereditary blood magic (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981) *20% Nullified
Illusion casting (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Shapeshifting (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Natural Occlumens (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981) *80% Nullified
Natural Legilimens (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Telepathy (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Æsir/Jötunn powers:
Ice Manipulation (Partially unlocked at age 3)
All-Speech (Partially unlocked at age 3)
Superhuman strength (Will unlock at age 13)
Speed (Will unlock at age 13)
Durability (Will unlock at age 13)
Longevity (Will unlock at age 13)
Astral projection (Will unlock at age 13)
Inter-dimensional teleportation (Will unlock at age 21)
Properties:
Potter's Cottage, Godric's Hollow, England
Potter Manor, Isle of Skye, Scotland
Endroit d'Arret, Asnières-sur-Seine, France
Marauders Den, Malibu, California
Hideaway Cottage, Venice, Italy
12 Grimmauld Place, London, England
Black Manor, Wiltshire, England
Castle Black, Chebarkul, Russia
Lily's nest, New York, USA
¼ of Hogwarts, Scotland
Chamber of Secrets, Hogwarts, Scotland
Magical bonds:
Godfather bond to Sirius Black - (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Godfather bond to Severus Snape - (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Godmother bond to Alice Longbottom - (Blocked, Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981)
Magical compulsions:
Blood Glamour (Albus Dumbledore, November 1st 1981;Nullified December 6th 1983)
Loyalty Keyed to Albus Dumbledore (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Loyalty Keyed to Gryffindor House (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Loyalty Keyed to the Order of the Phoenix (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Loyalty Keyed to Ronald Weasley (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Loyalty Keyed to Ginevra Weasley (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Loyalty Keyed to Molly Weasley (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Distrust Keyed to Slytherin House (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Distrust Keyed to Severus Snape (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Distrust Keyed to Dark Magic (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Shame Compulsion Keyed to Home Life (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Recklessness Charm (Albus Dumbledore, July 31st 1991)
Magical Leach:
Horcrux: Tom Marvolo Riddle aka Lord Voldemort (October 31st 1981)
Next Parchment Investments, Share and Holdings, Bequeaths, Contracts and Bank Statement.
By the end of the first parchment he was shocked and boiling with rage, sitting down on the chair behind him, hands shaking, he looked up to Bloodclaw for an explanation. By the look on Bloodclaw's face he has no idea about any of it or the reason behind Hadrian's reaction. So Hadrian passed on the parchment with an expectant look on his face. He saw Bloodclaw's eyes widening gradually as he read through the parchment. As soon as he finished reading, he started calling out to the guards in a different language. After the guards came in and left with whatever instruction, Bloodclaw turned to him and said, "Please wait for a few moments, my Prince, everything will be sorted out soon."
Hadrian did not know how long he sat there in shock, 'I am not really a Potter according to the test I am not even fully human. My birth father is still alive, then why am I not with him. Why was I adopted in the first place? And this 'Dumbledore' fellow is cropping up again and again and it seems he is trying to control my life. I swore when I left the Dursley's that I will not let anyone control my life ever again.' He was interrupted in his musing when an ancient looking goblin came with guards following behind him.
"I am Ragnok, Director of Gringotts, London Branch, my Prince." said the ancient goblin bowing.
Hadrian embarrassed, stood up and said, "Please Director, call me Hadrian. I have no idea about any of this. If you could please explain it to me, I will be very grateful."
"Be that as it may, you are a Prince of Asgard and Jötunheim, Prince Einar, Son of Prince Loki." said Ragnok.
[Author's Note: [1],[2],[3],[4] are J.K. Rowlings descriptions which I used here as I did not want to change the scene too much. Suggestions are welcome. As I have no Beta, I really would love to get some ideas regarding the story. Harry/Tony. I have not yet decided on other pairings. Hadrian now knows about his real parents but what happened for them to abandon him as such. Will he find them? What will he do about Dumbledore? Keep reading to find out ;) Thank you. ]
