It was a cold November night the residents of privet drive where sleeping soundly completely unaware of the flash of light appearing in the middle of the street there stood or layed a 21-year-old man. The man was none other than Hadrian Peverell. he was laying in the middle of the street naked. his body covered with ancient runes from the base of his neck to his toes. There were a few lacerations and scars he got from the previous battles when he was a child and the abuse that He received from his loving relatives. let's not forget the ones recently made by his lover.
Besides the scars on his body. Hadrian is an extremely handsome young man with a height of 5'10', a well-toned body. As his hair, had seemed to have grown a bit and it's once the color of the darkest shade of brown now turn a lovely shade of midnight black that reaches down to his lower back. Slowly and groggily getting up letting the cold air hit his fair skin. Hadrian Shivered when the cold air hit his skin only for him to look around and let out a groan knowing all too well. where he exactly landed. Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.
Checking on one of the runes on his bicep that contained all his money. the Potter Fortune the black Fortune and all of the artifacts that he had in every Vaults in Gringotts. from his time that he carries on his person not trusting anyone back in his time. only a select few that he left a little bit of his fortune too. but the rest of his Fortune went with him. Conjuring some clothes That were stylish and comfortable for cold weather. Hadrian quickly got dressed and started walking around the neighborhood. Only to stop when he saw black shape laying at the doorstep of house number four. Hadrian's eyes widened as he knew who that baby was. "Harry!" he yelled out as he ran to words the small baby boy. Carefully picking up the crying baby and rocking him gently "shhh its okay Harry I'm here, I'm here." Hadrian said in a soft tone. Rocking the Baby back and forth trying to calm him down. the moment Hadrian said those kind words. baby Harry stop crying and open his little eyes showing the stunning emerald green eyes that match his own.
Hadrian smiled as he Rocked the Baby gently and notice the note that fell out of the bundled blanket. picking up Hadrian beginning to read. Hadrian suspicions were correct the letter says that he lost his parents Lily and James Potter was killed by the dark lord and also said that Harry survive the killing curse Which leads to the demise of Voldemort. Hadrian saw that Dumbledore signed it. Blasted fool, leaving a magical child in the hands of magic hating Muggles. No, not this time I won't let you have your way old man not again Harry won't be your weapon.
If I don't have any say about it. It's a good thing that Tom is gone for now but he will be back, I just Know It. I don't know if I could handle Tom at the moment he was crazy, possessive, obsessive and many more things. But right now, I don't have to deal with Tom now. I have to take Harry and raise him myself. I can't leave him in the care of those Muggles. There the fact that I can't leave Dumbledore as Harry's magical guardian, and Preventing him from stealing from the Potter vaults and stealing the invisibility cloak. I know he's after the deadly Hallows as well and I have to prove Sirius Black is innocent and find Peter Pettigrew. "We have a lot work of head of huh baby harry." Hadrian said as looked at baby harry with smile as the baby just giggled. Without looking bad both Hadrian and baby Harry disappeared from number 4 privet Drive.
Landing a few feet from the Leaky Cauldron in the Muggle side of London. Hadrian looked around and saw no one. he quickly walked towards the Leaky cauldron holding a now sleeping Baby Harry. Carefully covering the baby's scar so no one can see it. Stepping into the Leaky Cauldron. Hadrian saw that the bar or the lower lobby of the Leaky Cauldron was completely empty only a few people ordering drinks at eating what it seems to be a late dinner.
Quickly walking Towards the barman, Tom and order a room that he and his son will be staying for a week and also that he has business in Gringotts tomorrow.
After entering the room closing the door and locking it behind him and casting several silencing charms and privacy charms. Only for baby Harry to start crying. Hadrian looked down to see that Harry's teary, Emerald green eyes that looked exactly like his own. Harry stopped crying to look up at Hadrian. With those Stunning emerald green eyes were wide, seeming to study his face. Hadrian smiled and began to sing to his baby.
Hush now, my baby
Be still love, don't cry
Sleep like you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember
My last lullaby
And I'll be with you when you dream
Drift on a river
That flows through my arms
Drift as I'm singing to you
I see you smiling
So peaceful and calm
And holding you, I'm smiling, too
Here in my arms
Safe from all harm
Holding you, I'm smiling, too
Hush now, my baby
Be still, love, don't cry
Sleep like you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember this river lullaby
And I'll be with you when you dream
I'll be with you when you dream.
"H.. Hey, Harry. Remember me? It's... Daddy." he would have to get used to calling himself that now. And referring Harry as his own person and his son then being the younger version of himself.
Holding Harry in his arms, Harry was a completely different person and he's going to have a different life than he had. This child wouldn't had never be that old man's tool or kill anyone, fight in a war or face hardships.
"It's okay. I've got you, Harry," Hadrian murmured, holding the baby to his chest, carefully resting that small head right over his heart. Harry cooed, making intelligible noises as his hands reached for Hadrian's dark hair. "I'll protect you, Harry. I... I'll be the best father ever. I swear, I'll protect you," Hadrian didn't even Notice that he started crying, but he couldn't help it.
Conjuring a small baby bottle. filled with warm milk Hadrian begin to feed Harry. Humming a small tune while Harry drunk the milk.
Hadrian sighed, glancing down at Harry, noticing he was falling asleep slowly but surely. The bottle was running low, so he tugged it out of Harry's mouth, remembering some things about children. After adjusting Harry onto his stomach against his chest, Hadrian started gently patting his back, wrinkling his nose a bit when Harry burped. Conjuring other supplies that he may need for a baby such as a crib, diapers, clothes, and other things. Harry was asleep, he carefully set him in the crib, making sure he was tucked in.
Hadrian couldn't be more grateful. As he practically fell to his knees, All the strength that he had finally left his body as he staring through the bars of the crib at Harry. Harry, He truly went back to the beginning where he was just a baby. I have to.. Hadrian thought as he stood up, intending to get away for a while- But… A whining noise in the crib stopped him just a few feet shy of the door. Harry. he couldn't leave Harry. he had promised to protect him, to give him a better life.
Letting out a sigh Hadrian removed his clothes as he crawled into bed hoping he can get some sleep tonight. Heaven knows that he needs it. Closing his eyes and letting his exhaustion take over as he drifted off.
~dream~
"You're mine." The handsome figure said possessively.
"No." My voice stuttered on its own with defiance. The figure growled menacingly in anger. Arms tightened around my waists and by now I figured out that I was naked and lying on the middle of the soft bed chained. Said person kissed me again and bit the nape of my neck as I screamed in pleasure. I thrashed and thrashed and thrashed. I was scared.
"Yes you are." He said lethally, eyes shining. "You gave yourself to me and yet you betray me. How could you? After all that I have done for you..."
"NO! It's-It's not what you think! Please, if only you would listen to-GAH!" A slick finger pierced into my entrance rubbing around.
"What was that, my love?" He asked, dangerously sweet with lust, eyes still burning with anger. He pushed a second finger, then a third, and then two more until my entrance was dripping with blood, sliding in and out. I cried.
"Please. Please. I love you." I begged through tears.
"You should have thought of that before you betrayed me Hadrian. You are MINE! MINE! DO YOU HEAR ME?!" He took out his hand, lifted my legs, spread them widely to the point where it hurt and thrust inside me, hearing my screams of ecstasy. But he wasn't enjoying it. His eyes shone with sadness. He went in and out, pulling out all the way before smashing back in hard. He pushed my legs up to get in deeper. By now I could feel my insides being torn. I whimpered. He snapped.
He flipped me around, hearing the chains clanging wildly and now I was on my stomach, forehead on the sheets, chained arms straight out in front of me yelling silently, my ass hanging in the air while being plunged mercilessly. My prostate was hit several times like he knew automatically where it was. I gasped. All this time I was praying, praying that this would be over. That he would see reason. But who was he?
"Why?" I said, hurt. He paused.
"Why what?" He hissed.
I sniffed. "Why can't you listen to me? It was not my fault, damn it! It was-! It was-fault!" But he didn't seem to listen. Almost like he was in a-
Warm hands held tightly on my hips. "Geh! No more! No more!" I could hear the slapping of skin produced as the torture, the rape, started again. It hurt. A lot. A warm hand left my hips and encircled around my member and pumped forward and back. I yelped. "No! Please! Stop it my love! Stop it! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The figure ignored me completely and continued what he was doing. Then I felt my stomach tightening.
"Ah! Hah! Ngggh! Nah! Mmh! I-I'm...I-I'm coming!" I said through my silent screams. All too soon the hand left my member and a whisper of a spell from the figure's lips. Then I felt something, an invisible something tighten around the base of my member. "No! Let me go! Let me cum! I promise! I promise!" I wailed. The figure pinched my nipples, rolling them around. I moaned and complained that it hurt. That it was too much. My tears wouldn't stop dripping out.
A grunt was heard from behind me. "Ah! I'm close! So close! You belong to me and no one else Hadrian. I love you. This will remind you who you belong to. You're my whole world. My whole being!"
I murmured out of nowhere but my voice wasn't coherent. Warm liquid feeling of his sperm spurted into my entrance hole. I screamed once more. It was so violent.
Finally, I thought, relieved that it was over. I hurt all over. Bruises and scratch march were everywhere and I could see the blood pouring down my thighs. A voice snickered and slammed me up against a wall; I was lifted from the ground, back against the wall, and legs hanging and limping from being held firmly by his hands, each leg next to his torso. The hand touched where my member was still not fully satisfied, waiting for release. "I'm not done with you yet." He growled. I whimpered.
"Oh please." I said crying. I love you. Don't you see that?! Only you! Just let me explain!
"Yes..." He hissed. "Mine. You belong to me whether you think it or not. No matter where you go Hadrian Peverell. You. Are. Mine." Then he entered me again.
~ end of dream~
Waking up in a cold sweat gasping for air Hadrian looked around worriedly thinking that Tom was around the room only to snap into reality when he heard baby Harry crying. remembering in why babies would be crying. So, Harry was either hungry, wanted to be held or…. or needed to have a diaper change.
Facing Tom? Easy. Killing an entire army of Death Eaters? Alright. Killing Voldemort. A piece of cake. Changing Harry now his son's diaper? ...Hadrian felt a bit light headed.
The crying wasn't stopping anytime soon, so he picked the baby up with a sigh, checking him over. He looked alright. Harry was a healthy weight for a one-year-old child.
Those Emerald green eyes were staring up at him, wide and teary as the baby continued to wail. Might as well get it over with, right? Laying a blanket on the bed and Harry on top of the blanket, Hadrian quickly gathered the wipes and a diaper, along with some powder. The silence was getting to him. And now he was... changing Harry's diaper.
"Hey, Harry. I didn't know you'd be so cute," Hadrian just started talking to fill the silence as he got Harry's baby clothes off of him. As he Conjured a raccoon baby outfit.
"You know, there's no need to cry. I'm here. I'll protect you, Harry," he murmured, smiling a bit when Harry's wails quieted down, the child staring up at Hadrian with wide, Emerald green eyes.
Quickly making work of changing the soggy diaper and grimacing at the mess, Hadrian quickly cleaned the baby, dressing Harry in the raccoon baby outfit. he picked the child up, holding him like any other father would, stroking Harry's brown hair. "I never thought you'd have my eyes, Harry," he said softly, smiling down at his son. Those eyes staring up at him were his. Hadrian swore to himself that as long as he lived, his son would never have to go through what he went through.
Hearing his son cooing. Did Harry like his hair? A smile, probably the first real one in months, came to Hadrian's face as he held the baby up. Little hands grabbed at his hair and Harry began drooling. Drawing the child to his chest, he ran a hand through his brown hair and started talking again.
"I hope I can do this right, Harry. I never... had a mother or father before, you know. Being an orphan, I don't know how parents are. I don't know what parents do with their kids. I.. This is a chance to give you a better life than I ever had. I swear, I won't fail you. Oh, Merlin, I don't know what I'm doing, you know? I really don't," he mused, smiling down at the baby, that was staring up at him seeming content to listen to him talk.
"I'll probably make a lot of mistakes, Harry. So just... forgive your silly Daddy when I do, please? I hope I'll do a good job."