A/N: Alright I don't have much to say, so here's the next Chapter. Once again it was beta read by Piper-Tolkien. Sorry for the late update; I was in NYC over the weekend and didn't have internet.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight
Warnings: Same as usual
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Hadrian woke up later than he would've liked to, but given his little adventure the night before he supposed a little more sleep than usual was warranted. He slipped out of bed and grabbed a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt with clockwork like designs on it, before heading to the shower.
When he got into the bathroom the mirror was still foggy from when Bella must've taken her shower. He wiped his hands on the mirror and cleared a space for him to see his body. He was still as skinny as ever, but his muscles were still there, as were the scars. He winced and turned himself so he could see the various scars on his back.
A few were random, but many of them were cut in perfectly symmetrical, planned out vertical and horizontal lines.
He pulled his gaze away from the mirror before he could remember how he got the scars and quickly turned on the shower water. He stepped inside almost immediately after dropping his pants, despite the fact that the water was already cooled down again after Bella's shower.
He didn't spend anytime enjoying the water like he normally would, and quickly went to work on shampooing his hair and washing his body.
He was out of the shower, fully dressed and spitting his toothpaste into the sink a few minutes later.
"Hadrian! Come on, buddy!" Hadrian hurried down the steps and met Charlie at the bottom with a slight flush on his cheeks.
"Sorry...I was a little distracted." He mumbled, holding back the flinch when Charlie patted him on the shoulder.
"Hey, it happens to the best of us. Get yourself something to eat." Charlie smiled, before adding that he had to go to work and might not be back until late.
Hadrian walked into the kitchen and had to avoid the apple that was thrown at him. He turned to see an amused looking Bella at the kitchen table.
"Fast reflexes. One more thing I know about you." She smiled and Hadrian set himself down next to her.
"Yeah? And what else is on your list?" He asked, honestly curious. Bella grabbed a strand of her wet hair and twirled it around her finger as a thoughtful look came to her face.
"Well I know you're from somewhere in England, and that you like foxes and the color red. I know you're clumsy and have something against Edward Cullen," She raised an eyebrow, having noticed the widening of Hadrian's eyes.
"How did you know?"
"It's not that hard to pick up...You're the only non-Cullen he talks to, but you avoid him like the plague" Hadrian shrugged a little sheepishly, but refused to answer the questioning look in Bella's eyes. He couldn't tell her why he was avoiding Edward without sounding totally mental.
"What else?" He asked, as he picked his stuff up and followed Bella out to the car.
"Not much, in all honesty." Bella said, a shy smile showing on her lips as she started the engine and pulled out of the driveway. Hadrian watched her and knew that it was taking a lot out of her to be so talkative.
"Well I'm a pretty boring person, in all honesty," He said with a slight grin.
"Somehow I doubt that." Bella retorted with a slight huff, before nearly choking on her own tongue. "Oh right, hey, um I was going to hang out with Jacob...after school today, so do you wanna take my car back?"
Hadrian raised an eyebrow at the slight blush on Bella's cheeks, but answered without teasing her. "Yeah, sure."
He decided not to mention that he'd only driven a car by himself twice, and that was during his tutoring sessions when they'd forged his fake license. And he wasn't counting the incident in his second year of Hogwarts because he had had Ron with him during that.
When they pulled into the school lot, they parted ways and Hadrian headed for math.
Hadrian walked into math and ignored Edward as he took his seat. He pulled out his books and lay his head down on them, even though he wasn't really tired.
In fact, he mostly did it so that he could avoid looking at the vampire.
"Hadrian," He heard from next to him, but he still ignored the voice. He may not be as angry as he was before, but he certainly wasn't going to go and forgive the creature. "Hadrian,"
Hadrian's eye twitched, and he couldn't help but to turn around and glare at the incessant vampire, who by the bug-eyed look on his face and the outreached hand, was about to touch him.
"What?" He snapped, his usual morning irritability showing up once again.
"I wanted to say that I'm so-"
"I know you're sorry." Hadrian interrupted with an exasperated sigh. "And I know that you mean it, but I also know that I'm not ready to deal with you."
"You mean forgive me?" Edward asked.
"Deal with. Forgiveness comes later." Hadrian snorted, before turning his eyes back to his books. "Why do you want my forgiveness anyway?"
Edward was silent, and for the first time since he had met the vampire, he wished he wasn't. He was legitimately curious as to why his forgiveness meant so much to the vampire.
His thoughts were interrupted before he could think of any possible motives by the teacher calling for attention.
He let out a sigh, as he readied himself for the inevitably boring lesson ahead.
Hadrian managed to avoid almost everyone he knew throughout all of his morning classes and lunch by strategically planning trips to the bathroom, and walking the long way to all of his classes.
He really did not want to deal with the Cullen's. After Edward's attempt to apologize, which was weird enough, Alice kept trying to talk to him during history and even though she was easy enough to ignore, Rosalie staring holes into the back of his head wasn't.
They wanted something, and he didn't know what it was. Nor did he want to find out, even though he knew he would have to talk to them eventually anyway about what he had learned the night before.
He let a groan pass from his lips as he collapsed against the wall of the school in frustration. It was raining, but he didn't really care because he was outside.
He also knew that he would have to go inside in a few minutes or he'd be late for his English class.
Another groan escaped him.
After a few moments of muttering under his breath in an attempt to motivate himself, he straightened up and headed inside.
Once inside he was pleased to see that the hallways were still fairly crowded, which meant it would be significantly easier to hide himself on the way to English class.
He didn't let his guard down until he was safely behind his desk in the English classroom and had spotted all three of the vampires he shared the class with on the other side of the room.
He let out a sigh, and smiled slightly when Bella sat down next to him. She smiled back, but didn't bother saying anything but a quick, "Hey." That was fine with Hadrian though, because he was observing the room again, a habit that'd been shoved down his throat during the war.
The teacher was gone, though that wasn't unexpected, and two students were missing. Nothing had really changed in the room, but the desks had shifted positions a little bit, though that was probably because people shifted them when they sat down or stood up. Papers still littered the walls and the floor, but that also wasn't really unexpected.
He was glancing around the walls again when he accidentally made eye-contact with Rosalie. He was expecting a glare or an eye roll, but instead he saw something akin to understanding and that confused him more than anything.
What could she possibly know about him that would make her think she understood him? He frowned, and turned his attention away from her and back to his desk.
He really wished the teacher would show up.
Jasper watched the interaction between Rosalie and Hadrian with fascination. He felt the empathy coming off in near waves from Rosalie and he had to wonder what she saw.
He of course felt the hurt coming from the wizard, and he could feel the loss, the guilt and the shame, but he had no idea what caused those feelings and could only conclude that they came from somewhere in his past.
He had a hard time not thinking about his own past where he had felt those same emotions after the war when he was dealing with Hadrian.
It made it hard to even be in the same vicinity as the wizard sometimes.
He could also feel the irritation and annoyance whenever Edward came up to try and talk to him, but more than that he felt the hurt of betrayal and bitterness whirling around the green-eyed teenager.
Hadrian was complicated and that was one thing about him that Jasper knew for sure. He wanted to know why Hadrian hurt all the time and why he felt shame and anger and what had happened in his past to make those emotions prominent. But those things could wait until they were in the wizard's good graces.
Rosalie watched the wizard in interest. He was scrawny and he looked like he'd be annoying, but there was also the look of pain in his eyes whenever he got lost in thought. She doubted he even knew it was shining through.
It meant that he was still innocent enough not to be on guard all the time. Not like her.
Though given the tenseness of his shoulders when he walked in a crowded hallway, or the way he immediately scanned every room he walked into made her wonder if he was really as unmarred by the world as he seemed to be.
She watched as he tapped his pencil on the desk in boredom, and remembered that she wanted to hate him.
She watched his irritatingly verdant eyes move in time with the pencil, and his knee bobbing in a steady rhythm under his desk and for a moment it was easy to. But then she saw the endearing crinkle of his nose when he accidentally broke his pencil in half, and the mischievous glint in his eye when he stole one from the Swan girl.
She lifted her gaze up when the teacher entered the room, and rolled her eyes at the nearly senile woman.
She turned her attention back to the wizard and saw that he was going through the motions of getting his stuff out, but looked on edge.
She didn't bother worrying about it; if it were important she would find out about it eventually.
Hadrian exited the English classroom with Bella so that they could walk to Biology together, but before he even had the chance to fully throw his bag over his shoulder, he was cornered by Alice and separated from Bella.
Bella walked on by with only a raised eyebrow. He glared after her before turning his attention to the short vampire that was currently pushing him against a locker.
"What?" He snapped, eyeing the hall way longingly.
"Hi Hadrian!" Alice chirped, backing up slightly so that the slightly taller male could stand up straight.
"Hi?" He stammered, his face heating up in embarrassment as heads turned to watch them.
"Can you come to our house after school?" She asked, though Hadrian was sure that it wasn't a question. It didn't matter anyway though, because one way or another he was going to have to talk to them about XJ...or have their deaths on his head.
"Fine." He grumbled, but seeing the shocked look on her face he found himself smiling a little bit. She didn't think he'd give in so easily.
It meant that he was at least building a little bit of a reputation.
"Good! Then I'll pick you up after your class." She was down the hallway before he could remind her that he was a big boy and could find his way to their ridiculously out-of-place cars on his own.
Biology was as awkward as ever, but it passed quickly enough, especially since Edward was no longer trying to apologize every time there was a lull in the discussion.
He walked out of the classroom and was glad to see that Alice wasn't there yet. He wasn't planning on waiting.
He followed Bella towards her car, but Jacob intercepted her before she could get there. Hadrian grinned at her startled yelp, and gave a half-wave to Jacob before continuing on his way to Bella's car.
"Hadrian!" Hadrian groaned and turned around to see Edward and Alice walking towards him with identical expressions of confusion.
"I have to drive Bella's car. She's going home with a friend." He said, answering before they could ask.
"Oh." Alice said, pausing once she was next to the black haired male. "Well, then you can follow us. Edward can ride with you." She seemed unnecessarily proud of herself and Hadrian was about to tell her so when she skipped off towards the corner of the parking lot where her siblings were waiting.
Hadrian glanced at Edward, and saw that the vampire looked incredibly uncomfortable.
"Get in." He grumbled, as he walked over to his side of the car and unlocked it.
He was in the car and had the keys in the ignition by the time the vampire seemed to register the fact that he was actually being allowed into the car. "Would you hurry up?"
"Sorry." Edward said. Hadrian rolled his eyes, but pulled out of the parking spot nonetheless.
"So where do I go?" Edward gave Hadrian brief and relatively basic directions that he had to repeat a few times along the way, but eventually they made it to the Cullen's house.
Hadrian would've been impressed by it if he hadn't seen Malfoy Manor, or really any wizarding buildings, but it was still nice for a muggle house.
It was also a lot larger than the other houses in town and Hadrian wondered if they had it built for them as opposed to moving in like most people would. It would explain the nice house in the middle of the woods that a coven of vampires just happened to live in.
He parked the car, but left the keys in the ignition; who knows if he'd have to make a quick escape. Of course, he could technically apparate away, but he didn't want to know what Bella would do to him if he left her car at the Cullen's house.
He hopped out of the car and gestured in a somewhat exasperated manner for Edward to do the same. Either the vampire really didn't want to piss him off again, or he had no backbone.
It was hard to tell.
"This way." Edward murmured in that quite voice of his, just as the other cars pulled into the driveway. Hadrian tensed, the reality of the situation finally sinking in.
He was surrounded by vampires who could kill him. He could kill them too, but he wasn't sure he could take on five at once, and he knew that there were two others around somewhere as well.
He watched as Emmett and Rosalie got out of a car, and as Jasper and Alice got out of another.
"Hadrian." Edward said, gesturing for the shorter boy to follow him inside. Hadrian walked behind him, but didn't let his guard down, especially when the other four fell into step behind him.
Edward opened the door for him and not a second later he was officially standing in the Cullen's home.