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Disclaimer: This work of Fanfiction based on Harry Potter universe. All recognizable characters, plots and settings are exclusive property of J. K. Rowling. I don't own anything just my OC's
Pairings: Harry X The Black Sisters
AN1= If some of you didn't saw, I changed James age I said he was 4 but it was actually 6 in the story. Harry is 5 years older than him.
AN2= There are some OCs in this chapter and the age of some characters is slightly changed, but I tried to make them believable. Tell me if you liked.
Special thanks to my Beta Reader: AlphaFlash
Chapter 3 - Hadrian makes himself known to the wizarding world
King Cross Station the departure point for students of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry was crowded, it doubled easily compared to when Harry came for the first time. Voldemort he thought, the bastard would kill people and destroy a lot of families and their homes, he would change lives forever, but not this time. After that day when he and his parents were attacked he got a lot to think about. He decided that he would try and save as many lives he could, but he would change his approach on the matter. Instead rush right in the snakes pit, he would try and get as much as allies he could, he would try the political approach and when the time to claim his title as the Gray Lord again, he soon would be Voldemort's main threat. It was not because he was afraid of Voldemort, but because the man was very clever and he had a lot more followers than before, if he didn't do anything, Voldemort only would expand his army futher. Harry also considered that the Dark Lord would be stronger, after all he still was in his prime. The last reason was Dorea, he feared her more than Voldemort. His mother was frightening.
Flashback:
A disoriented Harry woke up in a bright room, groaning because of his aching body he tried to get up but was denied by a gentle push on his shoulder.
"Stay right there, young man. You're no condition to move." Came Dorea's voice.
Groaning again he got back to his original position. "What happened?"
"You got hit by a spell curse that broke both of your arms and made you unconscious, trying to save me." She frowned.
"Oh" That was his only answer.
"Oh!? That's it!? That's all you going to say, you put yourself in danger and all you have to say is 'OH'." She was furious.
"Sorry, I was just trying to save you" He tried to explain.
Save me? I don't need you to save me, do you know how worried we were? Harry you..." She was going to scold him more, but an unhappy Charlus cut her off.
"Dorea, that's enough" He warned her.
"No, Charlus. I'm worried about him, and desires to act like hero, in the same way you told me about!" She argued.
"Dorea, you're upset I get it, but if you continue your speech you're going to say something that you will clearly regret." He narrowed his eyes.
She opened and shutted her mouth several times before giving in to Charlus reasoning.
Turning his attention to Harry he spoke. "Look son, I know you want to protect those you love, I'm the same. But you moved without thinking, I saw them. I would cast a shield spell, but when you ran to Dorea's way you shoved my arm and I missed my wand." He grimaced, but before a stunned Harry could apologize, Charlus continued. "It's not your fault, you just wanted to protect your mother. But the point of this conversation is that we fought a war too, we are not helpless Harry." Charlus sighed
Harry was still too stunned to talk or even move, he just kept staring at them with wide eyes.
Lowering his voice, Charlus expression changed to a solemn look. "And it's the parents job to look after their children, not the other way around. And don't blame yourself for being distracted you're just a kid. Remember Harry we're here to help."
Harry finally nodded meekly. Then Charlus turned to leave, but his movements came to a stop when the cold voice of his wife reached his ears.
"We are not done yet." Hours and more hours Dorea made them stay in the room and chastitized them. She was very upset.
Flashback end:
After that day, Harry kept thinking about what Charlus said, didn't want anybody getting hurt, but it was impossible, after all Voldemort lived.
Walking through the massive crowd towards his current destination, the Potter-Blacks were having mixed feeling. Harry was bored, Charlus was happy and Dorea was ecstatic, afraid, anxious, happy, she was missing Harry already. The woman was almost crying. Stopping near one of the entries of the train, Harry turned to them.
"I'll send an owl as soons as I can when I Get said to them
Dorea came running and hugged him, not wanting to let him go. Laughing Chalus said. "The worst moment of a mother, let her boy go to a place far away." Dorea napped her head towards her husband.
"Shut it Charlus." He quickly. did what he was told.
"It's okay mom, I will send as much owls you want." Dorea turned to Harry and smiled widely.
Cupping his cheek, she complimented him; "Such a good boy, see Charlus your son at least understands me."
Mumbling under his breath Charlus just nodded. The wife's power was absolute.
"Harry, take care of yourself. Make sure to eat well, but not too much. Also make sure to study and give your all. No Quidditch until your old enough. And the most important have fun, Harry." It shocked Harry that the woman actually started to cry, both of not wanting to let him go and the happiness to see her child wanting to school.
Harry nodded gave her another hug and kiss on the cheek. "I will mom, and please take cara of yourself too."
After a big, long hug he let her go and he turned to Charlus. His father smiled slightly enjoying the moment of mother and son.
"Harry, like your mother said take care, have gun and make friends you will need them. I know you actually don't want to go, but live Harry, be a kid for once. And remember what your mother said once…" Harry started to remember a conversation he had with her.
Flashback:
Harry eventually started to talk about his life to Dorea, and today he was telling what happening with some of Black fimily members, like Sirius and Bellatrix. She was horrified at the thought of cousins and family killing each other so when he finished with the tales she turned to him and said.
"Please don't judge people just because they have a chance to become what you saw of them in the future, people like Bella tormented you, I don't deny that, but she is just a preteen now, a child, a little girl. Nobody is born bad. Let the time flow to see if the changes will come." Harry nodded, he knew this and he could change things. But Dorea was not asking him to do so, she was asking him to live and see if it will change. With his arrival to this time it already changed the future.
Flashback end:
No one is born evil and the changes will come, he was not going to force himself to do something just to change the future, that could lead to something worse. Determined he said his final goodbyes and walked into the train.
Tarou Ito, was sitting alone in one of the train compartments, hoping to be alone during his journey to Hogwarts. He was a very shy person, he never had to many friends, his mother was quite selective when it came to friendship. He was raised in a Japanese traditional way, the wizard way, he was raised to be a member of the high-society. The Ito's were an influential and powerful pure-blood family from Japan, their specialties was in rituals. But during the World War 2 and Grindelwald war the family was almost extinct when Nagasaki was destroyed by the bomb, unfortunately, it was where the family resided. Tarou parents were not in the city when the tragedy happened, so they moved to Great Britain hoping to rebuild their lives. When he was born his father died fighting against other wizards, the authorities never caught them. So he lives only with his mother, aunt and his paternal grandparents. His House never got back their influence, they were not poor, far from it, but their political connections was all lost. Growing in a family like the Itos, made him too afraid of making friends, his mother Masako, did not accept less than highborn kids, and his family status didn't help him much in this aspect, making him a very shy kid. Tarou loved his mother and relatives dearly, but they have their ideals and morals and he was taught to not expect less.
But it's not always that we get what we want, his hopes went down the drain when a boy with emerald piercing green eyes and jet black messy hair, stopped in front of the door and asked. "Are these seats occupied?" Tarou looked into the direction of the empty seats, wishing they were occupied then shook his head. "Can I sit then?" He asked again after Tarou said nothing. Tarou wanted to deny the boy but couldn't, his mother taught him to be polite after all. So he nodded again. "Thank you" The boy thanked him while moving to sit down.
Okay, Tarou could make an exception this time, if the boy stayed in silence and didn't talk to him during Hogwarts trip. But Tarou was not so lucky, and soon the boy broke the beautiful silence.
"Uhm, my name's Hadrian" Tarou scowled at him making a ugly face, 'I don't want to know your bloody name' Tarou thought. "Hadrian Potter and you?" As soon as Potter got out of the boy's mouth, Tarou wanted to hide.
"Potter?! Like the Potters?! Like, The Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter?" Tarou was almost shouting, why someone like a Potter sitting in front of him. He should be with other pure-blood kids.
"Yeah… I don't know any other Potter family" He answered confused a little
From Tarou's knowledge the Potters where one of the most powerful families in Great Britain, they were very influential and a very wealthy family. But the most important information is that were one of the Houses that help the Itos during their transition to Great Britain. And he was going to say nasty things to the boy who was daring to bother him. Glad he didn't.
"HEY" Hadrian Potter shout at him, making his head snap to boy's direction.
"Ah, I-I'm s-sorry, Mr. Potter, I d-didn't hear w-what you s-said, c-could you p-please r-repeat?" Tarou stuttered nervously
"I ask what's your name" Hadrian asked him gently. "And please call me Hadrian or Harry, you can choose.
Tarou was afraid now, if he tells his name to the boy in front of him, Tarou was going to be judged for his heritage. He tried to avoid, but the raised eyebrows and the questioning look made him resign to his fate.
"I'm… T-Tarou, F-From the A-Ancient H-House of Ito, f-from J-Japan" It was pathetic in Tarou's opinion, his stuttering made everything worse.
"It's nice to meet you Tarou." But all negative emotions Tarou was having suddenly vanish, when the Potter boy smiled
"U-Uhm, l-likewise" He said looking down at his lap. "U-uhm, whyareyousittingherewithme?"
"What? I didn't quite catch what you said, could you repeat?" Mr. Potter asked
"I said, why are you sitting here with me?"
"Why I am sitting here with you?" Tarou nodded meekly. "Because the compartment is empty." True and simple but, surprised him nonetheless. "Why are you asking, are your friends coming, I can find other compartment to sit?"
"No, no, you can stay, I was just wondering why you were here, with me? Now that he was relaxed, his stuttering disappeared. "Should you not be with your friends of other 'Noble Houses'?" Lowering his voice, he continued. "I'm from Ito House we are not 'Noble' anymore." Potter just laughed, he wanted to curse him frim laughing at him and his family. "What's so funny Potter"
Calming himself, Potter replied. "I'm sorry if you were insulted, it was not my intention." Tarou narrowed his eyes in annoyance, but kept listening. "If you think I'm not going or shouldn't talk to you because some bullshit like blood relations or if you were born in a certain house, you're wrong. I won't judge for this type of shit, but for your actions and intentions." Widening his eyes Tarou stared at him, not knowing what to say. Tarou was never expecting this.
"Sorry Mister Potter, I misjudged you"
"It's quite alright, I understand. And you can call me Harry." Harry smiled.
"I can't be so informal with you, I would have to be like, your friend." Tarou frowned.
"I actually don't have friends" Harry scratched his cheek. "So if you like to be my friend, then problem resolved." Surprise was clearly shown in Tarou's face.
"I was out of the country; I just go back some months before Christmas." Harry lied to Tarou before he could ask.
Tarou kept staring at him, a lot of emotions running through him, he didn't have a lot of friends his age, and the ones he had, he kept a secret from his mother, because they were not 'worth of his friendship' according to her. So it's a great opportunity for him, personally and politically. He could imagine the reaction of his mother when he tells her about the friendship with a Potter. She would be overjoyed. But before he could say yes, came a voice from the door.
"Excuse me, can I sit here" The voice asked.
Looking at the door Tarou could see a chubby boy about the same age as him and Harry, he had a short brown tuft and he had blue eyes that were almost grey. The boy was standing there proud, again he wanted to refuse but Harry answered before he could.
"Yeah, sure you can." Harry smiled at the boy.
"Name's David Davis" The now David introduced himself.
"Hadrian Potter, nice to meet you" Harry reached for the boy's hand and shook it.
Then the two of the turned to Tarou waiting for him to introduce himself. There was a silence before he spoke. "Tarou Ito."
"Pure-blood?" Davis asked him. And Tarou just nodded. "Nice to meet you" Davis grinned at him.
Turning to Harry, Davis frowned. "I didn't know Lord Potter had an older son."
"I'm his brother's son" Harry explained.
"Oh, so you are not the heir?" Harry shook his head. "I'm not either, my cousin is. He is two years younger than me." Davis look thoughtful. "Lucky me, I hate politics" Davis started to laugh a little with Harry right behind.
"Yeah, I get you, I prefer action" Harry grinned while Davis nodded smiling. "And you Tarou, you're a man of action or a man for politics?"
Surprising for the sudden question he replied stuttering. "I-I-I-I t-think p-p-politics. Y-yeah, I l-like p-p-politics." And was true, Tarou was not so good with spells, his mother made sure to teach politics since he was five. But what he really liked were runes and rituals. They nodded but said neither said anything.
"You don't need to be nervous mate, like a said we are your friends now" Harry said surprising the two, but even Davis recomposed himself faster than him smiled and answered. "Yeah, we're friends now. Even if we got into different Houses." Tilting his head Davis asked. "What house you two think that you'll be sorted in?"
Harry was the first to give Davis an answer. "Gryffindor probably"
"Yeah, I imagine it. But we will be friends. I think I'll be sorted in Ravenclaw or Slytherin" Tarou saw him nodded quite impressed by Davis statement. He shared Harry's feelings, normally the Houses have quite a rivalry, mainly Gryffindor's and Slytherin's.
"And you Ito, what house you think you'll be sorted?" Davis turned to him curiously.
Tarou knew the houses, but he didn't know where he would go. His mother said to him that Slytherin was the house he should be sorted, it was where the pure-bloods and nobility went. "Slytherin" Replied simply.
That was Tarou last word during the travel, he just stared while the two boys in front of him talked, he was to overwhelmed already. First comes a Potter that didn't judge him, like he would all noble kids would, but he didn't and even asked Tarou to be his friend. Then came Davis, clearly proud, but quite an easygoing boy. While listening, he started to get sleepy, he wanted to stay awake and listen them talk, but he was too tired for it, soon he closed his eyes and went sleep.
Harry couldn't sleep, contrary of his new friends that already were in the dreamland, he was restless. Looking around his eyes landed on the in front of him. Tarou Ito, Japanese, he knew Hogwarts have students of different places. But he never seen a Japanese one before. He never heard of the Ito's, or rather he never heard of any Japanese Houses, the minimal details he could remember it was they were famous because of rituals and their magic against necromancy. They were famous because even the goblins liked them, for their politeness and their understanding of the how important the magical creatures were important for their society. While the Japanese culture valued the family status, as wealth, political connections and the House ancestry and age. Great Britain valued the blood status and the power a wizard or witch would be born with.
When he first got in the compartment he could see the Japanese features on his face, he had narrower eyes, straight black hair almost shaped like a bowl, the timid personality was evident because of his stuttering, but he looked like a good kid, but clearly raised to be a noble.
Looking to his raised, he could see the chubby boy snoring a little. David Davis impressed him with his early words, normally they would be dismissing each other when mentioning about being sorted in different Houses. He never knew anyone of the Davis House beyond Tracey, but never heard anything bad regarding their opinions about the supremacy of blood, as far as he knows, they always being neutral.
So for Harry it was a good start he made two friends and while they don't know he is a Half-Blood, it did not do any harm if he kept that information to himself, if they ask he would tell them.
The time passed it was getting darker and darker, soon he would arrive at Hogwarts and while he wasn't very keen about going to classes, he could found some reason in getting back to the place he called home once. Firstly, and mostly important, Dorea threatened him, she told him for be the best student of all years, she didn't care if he going back to do the classes was practically useless for him, he would attend all classes and dedicate with the best and utmost of his abilities, if not he would discover the fury of a mother. Secondly, the diadem, as far as he knows the Horcrux is at the Room of Requirement, but he needed to be careful walking around Hogwarts this time, probably Dumbledore was already trying to discover where Harry came from, a Potter that show up out of nowhere. And he didn't have the Invisibility Cloak. Thirdly, he missed Hogwarts banquets, it was too delicious that he missed a lot.
Talking about the Horcruxes, he knew all of them, but he also knew that maybe he would not find on the same places, or if Dumbledore already destroyed at least one, if he knew, he did not remember it. The Diadem was his first objective countering Voldemort immortality, he needed than to destroy Nagini, the Diary, Gaunt's Ring and The Slytherin's Locket. The other two, Harry Potter himself, that wasn't born yet and The Hufflepuff's Cup, that as far as he knows, Voldemort didn't create this one yet.
He also discussed this matter with Charlus, his father told him that he would try and look at the matter, and he would contact him if he found anything.
Suddenly the train came to a stop, indicating that the train has reached its destination, looking again at the other boys, he shook them up making the two groan and open their eyes slowly.
"We're here, move these lazy asses of yours" Harry informed the sleepy boys.
"Merlin saggy teats. I was having a good dream." David complained a little.
Harry chuckled, but he agreed with the chubby boy. The trips to Hogwarts, where always tiring, and it already late, not helping at all. They would have a tour towards the castle that in Harry's opinion was useless, only the view he had from Hogwarts at some point in the way, it was what make this tour worth it.
Exiting the train with the masses of new and old students, he could imagine the Great Hall already, the number of students easily doubled or tripled in comparison to his first life.
"First year students, this way please!" There she was, one of his favorite Hogwarts professors, Minerva McGonagall and right at her side the half-giant Rubeus Hagrid. After he graduated, he never saw the two of them anymore, he knew McGonagall was made Headmistress of Hogwarts, but he didn't know what happened to Hagrid. And he missed them, he missed them a lot.
Soon the first students were gathered in front of the woman, looking at her and Hagrid more closely he could see that nothing changed about either of them, Hagrid was still the big bearded guy and McGonagall the stern witch, but a little younger.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, mu name is Minerva McGonagall and I am the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry and beside me is Rubeus Hagrid Hogwarts gatekeeper, we will make the trip towards the castle, so please get in the carriages and soon we should depart." Instructed McGonagall. No one said anything to her and quickly making their way towards the various carriages that stood lined in the only road at sight.
Looking at the carriages they were as he remembered it. Black in color with the lanterns in front. Narrowing his eyes, a little, he could also see the Thestrals waiting the command to start pushing the carriages. Shrugging it off, he made his way with his new friends towards one of the black carriages.
The little trip towards the castle was rather quiet compared to the first hours in the train. David could be rather talkative and cheerful, but it seems he was too tired for that cheerfulness right now, eventually David talked, but it quickly died down.
As soon as he entered the Great Hall he confirmed his suspicions, Hogwarts was a crowded with students of all ages, places, ethnicities and cultures. And the loud noises of conversations filled the Great Hall with enthusiasm and curiosity about the new students as well other subjects.
The sound of cutlery hitting the glass, brought the attention and an utterly silence from all the students in the Great Hall. The sound of Dumbledore's old voice soon filled all the Hall. "My name is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, and I welcome all freshmen, to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. First things first, we will be holding the sorting ceremony to all the new students present, when professor McGonagall say your name, please sit in the chair beside her and you will be sorted."
'This is going to going to take a while' Harry though. While waiting his name to be called, Harry decided to look around, trying see if he knew some known faces. But when he was going to turn his head to look around the tables a name was called, that he recognized.
"Black, Andromeda." Boomed McGonagall's voice.
Looking at young Andromeda, the girl was starting to walk gracefully towards the mini throne like chair, with her head held high, she sat almost like a queen in her castle. Soon after McGonagall put the hat on her head the sorting hat shouted. "SLYTHERIN!"
And with the same graciousness she walked over to her fellow Slytherins. While she walked over to them, Harry looked at her more closely, she had the wavy brown hair almost hitting the middle of her back, her gray eyes shone with determination, but he still could see a little nervousness in her, that she suppressed with the trained steps she took. Harry had little contact with the woman in the past life, the only moments he found himself in her company was when he would visit little Teddy, and he could see a very sad woman, after all her daughter and husband died before her and her only company Teddy. But overall in appearance she was a very beautiful woman with the personality that resemble him Dorea. Reaching the table Andromeda Black sat down beside what he could guess was Bellatrix Black and it seems she was a third year.
Bellatrix Black, the difference was big from her counterpart, the Lestrange version. She was not only young but he could see life in her eyes, the years she was locked in Azkaban clearly destroyed the witch. But it was not only the hollow eyes were different, he could see a clean young teen, with curly black hair that almost reached her back. She was blossoming and the womanly curse were starting to develop. But the biggest difference of all, it was the innocence that she showed. Even if subtly, but it showed.
Back to his first objective, Harry looked around surprising himself for spotting an younger Arthur Weasley sitting with a same age Molly Prewett soon to be Weasley and other fourth year students at Gryffindor table.
Harry heard another familiar name been called. "Lovegood, Xenophilius"
The crazy father of his good friend Luna, was a little boy with shoulder-length wild blond hair. In short, he was the male version of Luna, but not so pretty.
"RAVENCLAW!" Boomed the hat.
Looking at the Ravenclaw table he did not recognized anyone immediately, but at the sight of a diminished boy he knew who he was, Filius Flitwick was sitting with some seventh year students. His future professor almost disappeared from the Hall, but he could as well stand out because of his high.
"Malfoy, Lucius" Harry didn't even want to comment on this one, young Lucius walked to the chair like he owned the world. With his blond hair thrown back, he actually didn't seem too different, even his personality, in aperance he was a lot like Draco, he hoped that the personality also did not mirrored. Harry already knew he would be sorted in…
"SLYTHERIN!" Again the hat shouted.
"Prewett, Gideon" Harry snapped his head towards the chair like throne.
Gideon Prewett was a lot like Fred and George, but with less Weasley family traits, the mischief and eagerness to show the world who he was, it shown clearly in his eyes. "GRYFFINDOR!" Like always the Gryffindor table was the loudest.
"Prewett, Fabian" There was much to talk about, Gideon was his twin, so the description goes for the two. "GRYFFINDOR!" Again the hall was enveloped with cheering.
"Tonks, Edward" Harry chuckled at the name, she always thought Ted's name was Theodore or some like that. Harry liked Ted, he did not have a lot of encounter with the man but the small encounter Harry have with Ted Tonks he thought he was a good man and a good father. Brown hair cut short, brown eyes, he looked the same but a younger version.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" The hat screamed.
Scanning Hufflepuff's table, he landed his eyes, if he was not mistaken, on Edgar Bones sitting with his fellow house mates, laughing and smiling. He once saw Edgar's picture and if you removed the good-looking beard, It was him.
"Greengrass, Florian" McGonagall called the next student
The boy walking to the chair had blond 'well kept' hair, eyes with beautiful shade of blue, quite tall for his age, Harry could say the boy had the looks. He didn't know if it was Daphne Greengrass' father, but he could see similarities between the two. "SLYTHERIN!" The rather diminished sound of clapping coming from Slytherin's table.
Turning again to the Slythirin table Harry could see the Lestrange brothers, Rodolphus and Rabastan sitting together, he didn't know if they were in the same year but he could discover it later. But it was not the faces of some familiar Death Eaters that caught his attention, but it was the young face of Shacklebolt.
Kingsley Shacklebolt, the dark skinned man was very good wizard, Shacklebolt helped him several times, but unfortunately he was a member of the Order of Phoenix in Harry's past life, and probably would be in this time too. Unfortunately, because Harry would not be part of the light and maybe they become enemies. It seems Shacklebolt was a sixth year.
"Davis, David" Finally, a kid he knew personally.
"SLYTHERIN!" Harry actually saw the chubby boy frowned, clearly unhappy, but expecting this outcome.
The crowd of freshmen was ending and Harry's name was yet to be called, he could see more clearly the table where the teachers sat. He saw Dumbledore at the Headmaster table, Harry actually thought Dumbledore would not be the Headmaster yet, but Armando Dippet. Harry also saw Horace Slughorn, the Head of the Slytherin's House was sitting at the end of the table wearing a big smile on his face, if Harry was not mistaken he teaches Potions. There didn't knew the other Professors though, but there were as surprised as their colleagues.
"Ito, Tarou" The other person he knows personally was summoned to the chair, making Harry the last person to be sorted. There was a brief silence before the hat shout again. "SLYTHERIN!" Again a polite clapping was the only sound in the Hall.
Then it came.
"Potter, Hadrian" No one actually reacted to the name, but he could see some raised eyebrows and confused looks. A Potter that a lot of the didn't know.
Walking to the chair Harry took a deep long breath before sitting on it. When the hat was put on his head the voice echoed in his head. Putting his Occlumency shields up, trying to block the hat's power.
'Don't underestimate, I can see clearly your memories Harry James Potter or it is Hadrian Charlus Potter now?' The hat asked amused.
'It's Hadrian now' Came the weak answer.
'Are you sure?' Before harry could respond the voice echoed once more time in his head. 'Uhm, you're quite the wizard Mr. Potter, you are brave, loyal, intelligent and cunning and you have a good heart'
'Thank you?' Harry tilted his head
'But in your big heart I can see a lot of darkness in it' Harry frowed, he knew this. More than anyone.
'I know you are curious and want to talk about this, but if you could put me on Gryf…'
"SLYTHIRIN!" Harry's mouth dropped open. 'WHY?!' But the hat didn't answer with words, only with a chuckle.
The Hall was now in utter silence, Harry looked at the table in front of him, there was a lot of different expressions. But the predominant of all, was shock. Soon whispers started to fill the Great Hall.
"A Potter in Slytherin?!"
"He can't be a Potter"
"I thought I knew all of the Potters"
"Actually, I never heard of him."
And so on the whispers continued until Harry got up from the chair handed the hat to a wide eye Minerva McGonagall and walked to sit with Tarou and David.
After he sat down he turned to look at the Professors reactions, and didn't fare better Dumbledore was also wide eyed, but the was that surprise him was a triumphant smile on Slughorn's face. Harry couldn't blame him the first Potter in decades or ever, being sorted in his House.
"SILENCE" Dumbledore recovered quickly. "Now that the sorting ceremony was completed, I have some warnings to give the new and old students of Hogwarts. The forbidden forest is out of question, like the name suggest 'it's forbidden', for all students without exceptions. Like some of you already know, from today onwards the Head of Gryffindor House and Professor Minerva McGonagall, is the new Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry." There was a loud cheering coming from the Gryffindor's table and a groan from Harry's 'fellow' Slytherins. "Now that we finished with the warnings, let's feast."
Finally, Harry was waiting hours for this moment, the delicious food of Hogwarts banquet soon was being devoured by all present.
After eating, Harry and the new Slytherin moved through the dungeons towards Slytherin common room, they were led by an unknown face that explained rules and what being a Slytherin means. Entering the Slytherin common room Harry saw Slughorn waiting there with the older students.
"Welcome to Slytherin, I know you all are tired but I just want to welcome you and introduce myself. I'm Horace Slughorn, Potion's master and Head of the Slytherin's House, if anyone has problems or questions, please don't hesitate to look for me. Your fellow older Slytherins have some information they need to discuss with you so I bid you all a good night. And again nice to meet you all, and I hope see you in class soon.
There was some quick information about the dormitories and some other essential, nothing really important, but the las piece of information made Harry frown. "The Slytherin's unlike the other houses, have a hierarchy, and the hierarchy is made by the approval of fellow Slytherins , and the Head of the House, so if you have problems you also can come to us. But if you create problems and lower our House reputation you will answer to the Inner Circle, do all of you understand?" Scoffing mentally Harry thought, 'Like the Slytherin's house reputation wasn't already bad.' Harry wanted to voice this, but create problems and gather enemies on the first day was not an option. And he was too tired for this shit. After the sounds of agreement, all of students started to retire for the evening, or in the first year's cases, find their rooms. Harry, Tarou and David were about to get out of the room when a voice snarled in Tarou direction.
"Get back to your own shit of a country, fucking little cunt." Harry slowly turned to the lucky guy that dared to get in Harry's nerves. It was an older boy who was chuckling with his friends
"What the fucking did you just say?" It all stopped, the temperature in the room dropped, not because of what Harry said or did, but because the tone of his voice. It was freezing cold. There was no soul in the room who did no shivered and froze in their tracks. The more experienced Slytherins could see one of Harry's hand twitch reach for his wand and he was damn fast, but Harry stopped middle action remembering that he was in Hogwarts.
Before the frozen older boy could find courage to retort another voice caught everyone ears. "That's enough Jugson. We are Slytherin's we shouldn't fight ourselves." The owner of the voice was another boy, it seemed he was seventh year student. He had light shoulder-length black hair, brown eyes and had the aura of authority. His displeasure did not seem genuine, until he turned to Harry. "You too… Potter" But Harry didn't back down. He turned his cold piercing green eyes to the newcomer and growled.
"If he has some problem with me or my friend here." He waved his hand towards Tarou. "By all means, I will make him suffer." And with that he dragged a shocked Tarou and wide eye David out of the room. He was quite sure no one moved even after he disappeared on the hall.
"What the fuck was that?" David snap out of his shock and asked
"Just showing my displeasure about this hierarchy and the racism they showed Tarou here. I hate bullies." David nodded rapidly.
"You're fucking scaring mate… But that was awesome!" David grinned.
"They will try and pick more fights now, so it was not awesome. I should have stayed quiet." Harry was not dumb, he knew the 'Slytherin race'. "We sgould stick together now more than ever." Harry could take care of himself, there was not even a student who could even harm him in 1v1
David nodded in understanding. "Don't worry mate, we're friends."
Harry smiled. "Yeah, we are."
After a brief silence Tarou finally recovered. "WHY?!" he asked Harry.
Harry looked down. "Sorry, I shouldn't have done that, now they will surely pick on you."
"It's not that. Why did you defend me Potter?" Harry tilted his head after giving the simple reply.
"Did you no hear what David said? We're friends." Tarou couldn't reply anymore and started to sob.
Harry did not know what to do. So turning to David se could guess he didn't know what to do. But before Harry could ask what happened Tarou thanked him.
"T-t-thank you, Potter" Tarou stammered between the sobs.
"I already told you to call me Harry." Looking at Tarou waiting for an answer.
Smiling with tears flowing his cheeks Tarou nodded. "Sure Harry and Thank you for becoming my friend."
Soon they found their room on the dormitory, where they went sleep. Harry closing his eyes slowly, a sudden happy smile graced his lips.
Andromeda Black was sitting on the Slytherin table in the Great Hall, eating her breakfast with her older sister Bellatrix. Her sister was talking about something she didn't catch, because she was not paying attention and her mind was elsewhere. Yesterday morning, she had a fight with her aunt, Walburga Black. The woman was insufferable, Andromeda actually think even his uncle, Orion Black didn't like her. Because no one liked her, she was a crazy banshee that only talked about blood and how superior they were from the 'mudbloods'. It was not actually a fight, but they argued a little about some little thing she even remembered. Andromeda did not despise her family, but she didn't like either. Don't get her wrong, she loved her sisters. Bella and the younger Cissy. Bellatrix Black aka Bella was cheerful and playful but also powerful, she liked to annoy her younger sisters, but she also was very caring and protective of both. As for Narcissa Black aka Cissy was a shy and quiet girl but very smart, she was the little princess of the family. She also dearly loved her parents Cygnus Black and Druella Black neé Rosier, but they're too dark for her liking, like almost the rest of the Blacks. But there was an exception in the list and her name was Dorea Potter-Black she was called this way because, even if she was married to a Potter, she was clearly a Black and no one could deny that. Andromeda wanted to be like her great-aunt Dorea, or when they were in private 'Auntie Dorea'. Her Auntie didn't listen to bullshit like what her aunt Walburga kept preaching, and just because she married a Potter didn't know she was a 'good witch', try and provoke her if you have the courage for it.
"ANDI!?" She jumped with her sister sudden shout.
"What, Bellatrix?!" Andromeda snapped.
"You're daydreaming Andi, did you listened what I just said?" Andromeda shook her head
"Sorry Bella, I was thinking." She sighed.
"Yeah, I can see dead, did some boy already stole your little heart, baby sister?" Bella asked teasingly.
Andromeda groaned. "No!"
Bella started to laugh. "So why are you so defensive?"
Ignoring her sister Andromeda got up from her seat and started heading to her first classroom. Bella quickly following started to whine. "C'mon Andi, did or did not some boy stole your heart?" But she kept the smirk on her face
Taking a deep breath, Andromeda waved her hand dismissively. "It's not that Bella, I was trying to remember what aunt Walburga said early yesterday."
Bella's smirk faded and she huffed. "It have to be some shit about Slytherin and 'mudbloods'. I really don't remember either.
Andromeda nodded than she turned to her beloved sister one more time. "So what did you're trying to tell me early?"
Bella put her finger on her chin, trying to remember. "Oh yeah, I sent a letter to the family already so you don't have to worry about writing one." Spotting the room of her she would have her first lesson, she stopped, smiled and turned to face Bella.
"Thank you, Bella. I didn't have time yesterday to send an owl. See you later then dear sister.
With a wide grin her sister said. "You're welcome Andi." Bella start to turn around to leave but not before confirm the appointment sending a kiss while turning her heels. "Sure Andi, see ya later." And with that, the sisters went on their separated ways.
Opening the classroom's door, giving her sight of the classroom she could see that it was quite big, there was shelves with books at the classroom sides, two rows of tables and chairs for the students and on the far side of the classroom it was located the Professor desk. She could see the Professor's cauldron and some potions in the desk already, but Slughorn was not present yet. Casting a quick Tempus she discovered she was quite early for the lesson. Looking again into the classroom she could see some students already waiting for Professor's arrival. Scanning her eyes between these students, she saw some Ravenclaws and… one Slytherin. On the first row of desks she could see the Potter boy that she never heard of.
When she heard the name on the previously day, she was curious, she knew all the Potters, that was what she taught. Not only her, Bella didn't know either, she kept talking about family secrets and whatnot. Actually, Andromeda didn't care, but to say that she was surprised about him being sorted in Slytherin was and understatement, she like all others in the Great Hall was shocked. But didn't end there. On the common room some dimwit, 'her sister's favorite name calling' commented on the nationality of one of the boys, very crudely, and Potter snapped he didn't just try to defend he's friend he actually threatened him. The look in his eyes froze everyone, even Bella that is one of strongest people she knows, it froze her. And the boy who crudely comment, Jugson was his name. She was almost certain the boy was almost pissing himself.
She wasn't going to judge, without knowing him. Deciding to talk to the new Potter, she walked over him an asked. "Is the seat taken?" He shook his head not even looking at her, he was looking down at his book. 'How rude' she thought. "Can I seat then?" Her voice almost sound annoyed. He nodded and replied whispery. "Sure."
She frowned hard it seemed he was a prick and a dimwit. But she wanted to get information about him. "I'm Andromeda by the way." She mumbled. She saw his head slowly turned at her and the most beautiful smile she ever seen as presented to her. Her face flushed a little, she could feel the heat on her cheeks. "Nice to meet you Andromeda, I'm Hadrian Potter." With the warm in his eyes and his friendliness, all the bad thoughts she was having about him were crushed.
"N-nice to meet you" She yelped and her blush deepened. Andromeda could imagine Bella teasing her, 'Oh my, is little Andi stuttering? Or it was blushing?'. Andromeda quickly avoided her eyes the best way she could, Potter got her distracted, it won't happen again.
After her episode ended, she turned to him clearing her throat. "I though, I knew all the Potters, who are your parents? Maybe I know them?"
Potter looked at her and grinned mischievously. "Aye, I'm sure you know."
"You are not gonna tell me who they are, are you?" She should know that he would hide secrets form everyone.
"Do you want to know?" He asked hiding the smirk on his face. She just nodded hoping he would tell her. "But I want something from you to. It's a bargain."
Her hopes were crushed what is he want, something… no,no,no. But the temptation. So she asked slowly narrowing her eyes. "And what do you want?"
The atmosphere got heavier with the suspense, so he leaned a little to her direction and asked. "Can you keep a secret?" She almost fell backwards.
"Of course I can keep a damn secret." Soon after she said that her hands went to her mouth shutting tightly. Widening her eyes, she now realized what she did.
She told he would accuse her, but his smirk made vanish her worries. "I'm sorry, please I can keep a secret."
The atmosphere between the grew tense, Potter looked at his both sides confirming no one was listening, the he leaned a little over her, and she did the same want to hear what he would say.
"I'm adopted" And his next words make her realize what he was doing. He clearly wanted her to keep it a secret, but he also breaking the ice between them, and it worked. Because, Andromeda Black giggled to a boy. Oh, the teasing she would get form Bella if she sees this. It wasn't even funny, but the way he said make her giggle.
But his seriousness got back when she stopped giggle and looked at him amused by how easygoing he was. "I was adopted by Charlus and Dorea Potter." She nodded. "Mother can't get pregnant." She gasped "So they adopted me." She nodded in understanding, but she got really sad for her auntie.
After a silence she looked to the front of the classroom and said. "I will keep your secret Potter."
"Harry." He said
"What?" She asked snapping her head towards him.
"My friends call me Harry." He also turned to her.
With pink cheeks she looked down and nodded her head a little embarrassed. "So call me Andi"
"Sure, Andi" Andromeda could not be happier she made her first friend.
Harry in turn was sitting there laughing internally, Andromeda Tonks teased a lot Harry Potter, now Hadrian Potter started to tease Andromeda Black. It was not hair because they were not the same, but who cares he was having fun.
"Harry, you quite early mate." David was coming towards him followed by Tarou.
Hey, guys. Let me introduce my new friend Andromeda Black. Andi this is my friends David Davis and Tarou Ito." Harry waved his hands motioning the three.
"Pleasure" The queen meeting the peasants
"Aye, nice to meet ya." Grinning Davis did not seem fazed by her tone.
But Tarou was. "L-l-like t-t-the B-B-Blacks?!" Oh Merlin, his stutter returned.
"Calm down Tarou, she's cool. Please, Andi be a little less Black please."
She giggled. "I think I can do that."
Tarou gaped. "No way, I heard the Blacks where super evil."
"Oi, I resent that. My mother is a Black and she is not evil, clearly Andromeda isn't either." He said with a mocking shout. Andromeda nodded rapidly, she actually didn't care, she knew people's opinions about her family. If she could be honest, she also though they were bit evil.
"S-sorry, Harry." Tarou turned to Andromeda. "Ms. Black, I'm sorry I was quite rude." She waved her hand dismissively.
"I really don't care."
They conversation was cut short when Slughorn entered the classroom. Slughorn went to the front of class and stopped and looked at the roes divided between Slytherins and Ravenclws. "I'm Horace Slughorn, your potions teacher from now one." He looked around and put a potion in the table. He knew this potion well, in his past life Harry had to brew that potion to enter Slughorn's club. "Anyone knows why the potions are so important and what we are going to learn in the classes?"
A Ravenclaw girl raised her hand. "Yes, ms. Plokk"
"We will learn specific recipes and use various magical ingredients to create the potions" Ms. Plokk said.
"That's quite correct Ms. Plokk, but the potions can do wonders that magic can't. If you know what you are doing you'll understand the importance of potions, and I will assist you all during the coming years to you all understand Potions. Let's start with something simple, anyone knows what's this potion." He said pointing that Harry knew too well. Regarding potions Harry improved in the art of Potions immensely, in his past life after he graduated from Hogwarts, he started studying quite hard in Snape's memory.
So Harry didn't shy out and answered. "Wiggenweld Professor." Slughorn looked at him and smiled.
"Correct Mr. Potter, 5 points to Slytherin. And you know how the history of this potion Mr. Potter?" Slughorn asked.
Nodding he explained, that a princess who was put into an eternal sleep by a Hag called Leticia Somnolens using the Draught of Living Death. So naturally, a prince appears and, after smearing the Wiggenweld Potion on his lips, kisses the princess to awaken her from her sleep. Slughorn kept smiling and nodding. "Excellent, Mr. Potter. Another 5 points to yourself." Then he turned to the class he asked. "Anyone knows how to brew the Wiggenweld?" Harry seeing no one would answer, he raised his hand.
Slughorn motioning to him answer with a bright smile. "Despite being quite easy to brew, the list of ingredients it includes seems endless, and includes Wiggentree bark, Moly, Dittany, Salamander blood, Unicorn horn, and even Sloth brain mucus, Professor."
"Impressive mister Potter, you're quite correct. Another 5 points." Slughorn then said to the students turn the pages of their books to where the potion could be found and started to explain in more details the potion.
Harry saw from the corner of his eye Andromeda lean towards him. "Or you're quite intelligent and it is an exceptional student or you're trying to get the Professor and Slytherins favor alike for awarding a lot of points" She was smirking.
Harry shook his head and also leaned towards her. "Wrong and wrong. I was threatened by my mother and she is quite scary." He smirked back and she giggled. Andromeda actually never saw Dorea get mad even once. So imaging her being scary made her shiver.
Slughorn for his part, he could see that Mr. Potter was quite a prodigy, not because he answered the question he asked with ease, but because while brewing the potions he didn't follow the book, he brewed way better then instructed in the book. When Potter was sorted in Slytherin, he had a filling about him, the boy was a genius and would revolutionize not only his generation, but the magical world as a whole.
"Alright class, let's end here. I want you all read the potions in page 7 and we will talk about them next class. You are all dismissed."
Sluhghorn kept looking at the exiting back of Hadrian Potter and he could not help think I only know one student of mine who is like 'him', and that student is you, Mr. Potter. I just hope that your path is not one of darkness.'
Walking off to the next class with her newest friends Andromeda kept thinking about what Harry said, he was adopted by her auntie and uncle Charlus, and apparently her auntie could not get pregnant, so her only option was to make an adoption, sad really. Harry also asked her to keep secret, so all the pieces of the puzzle are coming together now. Her auntie was always good with kids, she took care of them several times, the best Christmas presents were from her, as for Harry he wanted to avoid trouble for him and her auntie. Grabbing Harry's arm, she let the two of his friends walk a little farther them and so she could ask. He stopped when she garbed his arm and looked curiously at her. "We are friends now right?" He nodded. "You want me to keep your secret, right?" Again another nod. "What do I tell people were you where during eleven years?"
He shrugged. "Tell them I was born with a lot magical power and couldn't keep control of it, so they send me to a clinic that help wizard and witches with that. It's simple, as long as people are kept asking from asking."
She looked at his eyes for a moment, piercing beautiful emerald green eyes, Andromeda had a friend now and she would not break his trust. "Alright, I can word with that." She released his arm and kept walking towards Transfiguration class.
Minerva McGonagall was in her cat Animagus form, waiting for the new students to arrive in the class she teaches The Art of Transfigurations. While she waited, thoughts of certain ceremony that a Potter was sorted in Slytherin. Like Dumbledore, McGonagall was a very good friend with Lord and Lady Potter and when she received an owl stating a new Potter would be attending Hogwarts when was very eager to see the boy. When she was reading the profile that the owl brought, she discovered the boy's name was Hadrian Charlus Potters, so Charlus and Dorea's son. Dorea, that's a name she didn't hear a long time, McGonagall and Dorea were from the same Hogwarts generation, the Slytherin girl was the perfect Black back in time and she didn't like her, albeit never once they talked before, McGonogall was never liked Blacks in general. But after Dorea married she forced herself to meet the witch and she was rather pleasant company. When she told Albus about the new Potter the Headmaster frowned stating that there were no Potters in the age of eleven, but she showed them the application parchments of the boy and she could see surprise on Albus face, but disappeared fast when mischievous smile on his face stating that they should be prepared for pranks. And indeed, if being sorted in Slytherin and not being Potter like was a prank he was exceeding her expectations. After the sorting ceremony all professors were talking about Potter and what expect the boy ins Slytherin. Maybe he took after the mother side.
Her thoughts were interrupted when the doors of his class opened, both Slytherins and Gryffindors occupied the empty seats of his class. One by one, they sat in their respective rows of houses, taking their seats according to their choice. It took some minutes but the boy she wanted to meet, walked into the class with an Andromeda Black at his side. Waiting for all of her new students accommodate themselves, she scanned all them, the students looked confused that a cat was in the middle of the class, but when her eyes landed on Potter she shivered, the piercing eyes locked on hers telling that somehow he knew the cat was her.
Suddenly, gasps were heard in the classroom when Professor McGonagall appeared before them. "Welcome, to Transfiguration class. Please mister Prewett closed your mouth before fly's can enter." The gaping Prewett didn't even listened.
But his brother was astonished with the transformation that he had to ask. "That was bloody awesome, can you teach us?"
McGonagall have to hid her smile about the impression she had on her students. "Language Mr. Prewett, and to answer your question… I don't know what are you talking about." They groaned in annoyance and McGongall was roaring with laugh inside, but her face was as stoic as ever.
"Now quiet down you two, unless you want to lose house points or maybe get a detention." They quickly shut up, sat down and stood there like dedicated students.
"Now, let's begin shall we. My name is Minerva McGonagall, I'm your Transfiguration teacher and also the Head of Gryffindor House. The Transfiguration…" McGonagall went explaining what this class was about, then made the students star with the practice. Some have more difficulty than others, but apparently, for Potter it was like a walk in the Park. Studying him, she could see that even if he could do rather easy the exercises, she knew that his knowledge was far vaster than he was showing, just seeing the movements of his wand could tell that he was a promising student. In a lot of cases this could be bad and good, Slytherins have good record of turning dark and she did not want that. But her worries vanished when she saw Potter help his fellow students, Slytherins and Gryfffindor alike, deep down, McGonagall knew who would be her favorite student and she never imagined it would be a Slytherin.
AN3: Again, my main language is not English. If you liked, give me feedback