Narcissa was incredibly worried about the boy. He was exposed to Dementors, apparently a lot too. As she was checking him, he giggled, even if she accidentally hurt him by pushing just a bit too hard, he'd giggle.
"Tell me when I'm hurting you Potter."
"Black."
"What?" She looked up at the boy.
"I want to be known by Sirius's last name…"
"But what about your parents?"
"Didn't exactly know them Lady Malfoy." His voice was quiet, yet it held respect when he said her last name.
"So Harry Black?"
"Hadrian Black ma'am."
She nodded. "You hold a lot of respect for my late cousin."
"He's the only one that ever cared about me."
She hummed. "No other adult in your life has cared for you?" The stories always said he was raised spoiled.
"No ma'am…" He was obviously sad.
"My sister cares for you now, doesn't she?"
"I still don't understand why Bella does."
"She watched whatever happened in there."
"I thought she would have enjoyed watching me get tortured."
"She might have the Black insanity, but you're still a child."
Harry, Hadrian Narcissa reminded herself, nodded. "But I was, am, the boy who lived."
"But still a child."
Hadrian frowns. "That's not how the light saw it…"
"How did they see it." she gently pushed on his ribs, apologizing when he began to giggle.
"They," he giggled,"Saw me as their little weapon."
"They didn't even treat you as a child?"
"Why would they need to treat their weapon as a child?"
Narcissa kept her frown as she wrapped. "I'm all done Hadrian."
"Thank you Lady Malfoy, what do I need to take?"
"We'll have to have Snape make you some malnourishment potions. We'll have to make sure you eat normally, and at the right times. You'll have to rest, your body is small and weak, I'm surprised you're alive."
"I'm the boy that can't die." He looked away.
"We might need to get you a mind healer."
"It won't work."
"What do you mean dear?"
"When has any healer been able to stop Black madness?"
"But you aren- Your grandmother…."
He nodded. He smiled a little bit, the only bit of non insanity she's seen. "Thank you for thinking about it though."
She nods at him and gently ruffles his hair. He looked at her confused.
"What was that?"
"You've never had anyone ruffle your hair?"
"To be fair, no one has cared."
She nodded. "It's a small sign of affection."
He nodded. "Oh….thank you."
"Let's go find you some clothes."
"Will anything fit?"
"We'll find something."
He nodded and followed her out. Looking around as they went. He believed they were in Malfoy Manor. He briefly wondered if Draco was here. He shook his head. No he wouldn't be. He should be at Hogwarts.
They walk by a closed door and he feels the strong magical presence. Looks like he knows where Lord Voldemort is right now. He nodded to himself and continued to follow Lady Malfoy.
He heard a hiss behind him, this caused him to stop and turn. Nagini was slithering right to him.
"Intruder, will please master, I'll kill it."
"Please don't try and kill me, I just got out of Azkaban Nagini."
This caused her to stop and stare up at him. She tilted her head.
"You speak the language of the snakes?"
He nodded.
"Yeah, it's nice to finally meet her Nagini."
He had bent down and held out his hand to her. He watched her slowly slither up and sniff his hand.
"You're the Potter boy!"
"I would like to go by Hadrian Black, in remembrance of my late Godfather."
"Why is master letting you stay?"
"Bella begged him to 'keep me' as if i was some pet."
"Being a pet isn't so bad."
"Yeah, but i just got done being the Lights little obedient weapon."
"What if master makes you a weapon for him?"
"I run."
"You would run? Even if that meant safety."
"If it meant i was seen as nothing more than a tool yes."
He didn't realize he had sat down. Nagini curled around him, protectively. Neither of them even realized they were like that. But Narcissa did, and she didn't know how to feel. It was always weird to hear the Dark Lord talk to his companion, but now Hadrian was as well. And the fact Nagini was protectively wrapped around the boy. And she had no clue what they were saying.
"You would stay if you weren't used as a tool again?"
"Potentially, I don't want to be a part of the war. I'm tired. I never wanted to do this to begin with."
"You never wanted to fight?"
"Maybe in the beginning, but when I had my Godfather, and he was working on getting custody of me, after I got my Godfather, I didn't see the point."
"But did he want to fight?"
"Not after being locked in Azkaban for twelve years without a trial, which Dumbles could have gotten him."
"So he left him to rot?!"
"So he could have the perfect little pawn."
"But he didn't get that."
"Nope. Maybe at first, but once I learned by Godfather was wrongly imprisoned, and Dumbles could have gotten him out, he lost his 'good little weapon'."
"So the Light side fucked up."
He nodded. "The Light side fucked up."
Nagini nodded. "I like you, I hope he keeps you around."
"I think Bella is telling him what happened right now."
"Oh, that's why I can feel his anger."
"Wait, shouldn't I feel his anger as well, I am a Horcrux like you."
Nagini gave a snake like shrug, however the fuck she pulled that off. "I don't know, I just know he's not happy right now."
Hadrian nodded. Then he remembered he was meant to be following Lady Malfoy. He looked up at her. "Sssorry Lady Malfoy." Oh wow, he's never heard the hiss carry over like that.
"It's fine Hadrian, she's probably happy to have someone else to talk to."
Narcissa offered him a small smile. He tried to give her one back, but it didn't look quite right. It looked a bit more insane than he was probably intending.
"Come now Hadrian, let's hope to find you some clothes."
She watched him nod, then worriedly watch him to struggle to get up. She quickly came to his side and steadied him.
"Easy Hadrian, you're still weak. And you will be for a while."
He nodded, then noted how the weight of Nagini didn't leave. He looked down at the snake to see her firmly attached to him. He gave a small twitch of his lips and scratched her head.
"Isss it okay for her to come with uss?" The slurs on his 's's were weird.
Narcissa hummed. "It is up to her."
He looked down at the snake again, watching her enthusiastically nod her head. He nodded again then turned to Lady Malfoy.
He begins to follow her again, scratching Nagini's head every now and then.
They come to a room. Narcissa opened the door and motioned for Hadrian to follow her. He walks in and looks around.
"What are you comfortable in?" She was looking through clothes.
"Big baggy clothes, things like hoodies and sweatpants."
She nods. "We've got a hoodie, don't ask how or why, I know we're purebloods, we don't have sweatpants, but we got baggy trousers." She turns and looks at him.
He nods. "I need to shower, don't I?"
She nods. "You were in there for months. You need a shower."
Hadrian nods again, he slowly takes the outstretched clothes. "Thank you."
"It's no problem Hadrian, I'm happy to help. Now, the bathroom is just past that door."
"Who's room is this ma'am?"
"It's a guest, so it's yours now."
He slowly nods and goes into the bathroom. He lets Nagini slither off of him, letting her leave the room before he shuts the door.
The bathroom was big, definitely bigger than his cell. Definitely luxurious as well. He didn't like it.
He quickly started the shower. He took off the Azkaban prison clothes, he stared down at the number on the underside of his forearm. The number that shows he was a criminal. A criminal that was innocent. Is this what Sirius felt? Is this what it felt like, everytime he stared down at the number?
Hadrian shook his head and checked the water. He nodded to himself and got in, watching the dirt and grime come of him. He started to scrub, watching more come off, watching his skin to become clear.
After a good thirty minutes of scrubbing his body, he turned off the water. He got out and dried off, he made a small noise in the back of his throat at the softness of the towel. He slowly pulled on the clothes he was given. They engulfed him. The hoodie went just above his knees, it was huge, giving him room inside the hoodie. And the pants went way past his feet, he had to roll them up.
He starred in the mirror, he didn't recognize himself. His hair was long, like Sirius's. His green eyes held a haunted look, dulling the color of them. His lighting bolt scar….He didn't even know what the dementors did, but it looked different. Instead of the single bolt of lighting, it looked like multiple bolts of lighting dancing across the right side of his forehead. All of this was blurry to him, he didn't have glasses, but he could still distinguish the major changes.
He slowly left the bathroom, keeping his arms close to his body. He thought about what time it should be in the year. He was convicted of the false murder in June, and accoding to Bellatrix, he had been there two months before her. It was definitely cold outside, he believes he saw snow earlier.
Had it been five, maybe six, months? He wasn't sure. And he didn't know who to ask. Because if it's five, he still has a month before Draco gets here, if he was there for six, he only had days, unless he was already here. Oh god, he hoped he wasn't here. He couldn't handle being picked on for going to Azkaban.
He took a deep breath, and finally looked around the room. It was big, bigger than the bathroom. He didn't like these big spaces. He felt out in the open.
The room's main theme was silver and a dark blue. He looked at the fourposter bed and was surprised to see Nagini laying there.
"I thought you would go back to your master."
"I want to be around you, you're too small, you need protection."
He gives her a weak smile. "My wand was snapped, I do need protection, but I don't think the dark lord wants you away from him for long."
"He can get over it, I'm watching over you now."
He holds out his hand to her. She slithers up his arm and wraps around his body. She lays her head on his shoulder, making herself clearly seen.
"Let's go youngling."
"Where am I going?"
"Crazy witch."
"Bella, got it."
He left the room and began his search. He hoped she would cackle or something, give him a good general area where she could be. He walked for a little bit, not seeing anyone, then running into someone, literally.
Hadrian fell to the floor. He quickly got up and started apologizing. He was looking down at his hands.
"Potter."
He looked up, Lucius Malfoy.
"I'm sorry sir, I was looking for Bella…" He looked down.
"She's with the Dark Lord still."
Hadrian nodded. "Do you know where Lady Malfoy is? I would like to thank her."
"She should be in the library, follow me Potter."
"Black."
"What?" Lucius turned and looked down at the boy. Freezing when he sees the haunted look in those green eye, and Nagini seemingly glaring at him.
"Hadrian Black. Thats my name."
Lucius nodded, still distracted by that haunted look. "Follow me." He turned again and began walking.
Hadrian quickly followed. Soon they came to big double doors. Lucius opened it and went in, Hadrian followed.
"Cissa, someone wanted to see you."
Narcissa looks up from her book and smiles when she sees the smaller boy. "Oh, hello Hadrian, feeling better after that shower?"
"Yes ma'am, thank you ma'am, for everything."
"It's no trouble why don't you come join me, it's quiet right now, perfect time to read."
Hadrian nodded and came towards her. He slowly sat down on the couch, pulling his knees to him without disturbing Nagini. He didn't realize how tired he was until he sat down. He didn't want to be rude, so he forced himself to stay awake.
"Are you okay dear?"
He looked over to Lady Malfoy and nodded. He gently rubbed his eyes.
"If you would like to sleep, you can. I do not mind. It's been a long day for you."
He nods and lays his head in his arms against the armrest. He felt Nagini slither to where her head was on his. He felt safe with her. He slowly closed his eyes, slipping into unconsciousness.
Narcissa looked over to him and smiled softly. She went back to her book and turned the page. She was becoming protective, she knew that. But she'd be damned if she let this boy suffer anymore.
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