( this chapter is based off When Harry met Wednesday By Jhotenko, Shake it, Bake it, Brew it By Blackkitten23, Silk Roads By: GenderlessPerson, and His Dark Lady by I Appear Missing)
The next morning number 12 Grimmauld Place was filled with activity that morning an army of House-elves cleaning and getting rid of certain dark artifacts that would harm a baby or dark creatures that were lurking in the dark, all beside the Lethifolds that was sleeping on the couch. Hadrian just watch the spectacle with an amusement look in his eyes, while he was feeding baby Harry his bottle of milk for the day. Hadrian sighed as today was the day he had to go and find a rat. No doubt that Peter Pettigrew was at Hogwarts at this moment but Hadrian wanted to bring Dumbledore's reputation down he's not going to have a lot of power once I'm done. But I have to remain patient that means serious must remain in Azkaban for a few months or even years for this to work I need to speak to the goblins.
Hadrian thought as he called for kitty. Kitty is a female house-elf who specialize in taking care of children. Unlike the other purebloods, Hadrian does not mistreat house elves, unlike the other house-elves who wear just a pillow sheet. Hadrian's house elves were wearing the standard uniform of a butler and Maid with his family crest on the right breast of their uniform that they made with the fabric that Hadrian bought for them. With a small pop, kitty was standing in front of her master. doing a small curtsy and said, "what can Kitty do for lord Peverell." Hadrian smiled and said "Yes I would like for you to look after Harry for me while I'm out I have business to discuss with the Goblins and hunt down a certain rat, And also make sure there isn't any dark artifact lingering in Grimmauld place, and please place all dark artifacts in the library for me to examine later on and that will be all Kitty."
Kitty bowed and took Harry with her as Hadrian graded his invisibility cloak and using apparition to get to Hogwarts hidden under his invisibility cloak. Hadrian sighed in relief and started walking through the empty Halls seeing that the students were all in class that was good on his part. Sneaking into the lion's den was ridiculously easy with his cloak. All Hadrian had to do was wait for somebody to say the password and he slipped in with them undetected.
Making his way up to the first year dorms, With a grimace of disgust, he approached the cage that Pettigrew was sleeping in. Stunning the already sleeping rat, Hadrian reached in and grabbed him. Going to the room of requirement, Hadrian transfigured a rock into a cage and set about warding it. Placing the rat inside, Hadrian revived him and sent a stinging hex. Seeing the rat suddenly jerk awake, Hadrian smiled, not realising how sadistic he looked in that moment.
"Hello, Peter," he said, enjoying how the rat panicked and let out a pained squeak as he obviously tried to transform and found himself unable.
"Now, now Peter, you wouldn't want to do that. This cage is special. You won't be able to transform or escape from it not until I let you out," Hadrian said.
Hadrian flicked his wand so that a small food and water dispenser appeared; it wouldn't be good for the rat to die before he had gotten Sirius free. Place the cage in a bottomless bag.
Things were working out perfectly. Hadrian thought as he exited the room and the door sealed and disappeared behind him. He stood and faced the portrait of Barnabas the Barmy and at the same time thinking of a new room which he could use. He began the same process he did on the previous two occasions to open the Room.
"Now, I need a room where all the rare and old things that have been lost at Hogwarts are."
The door began to form again, yet much slower than the previous occasions which indicated to Hadrian that the Room was actually summoning the items instead of creating them. "There must be a goldmine behind that door", thought Hadrian, not even attempting to hide the greed in his thoughts. "There will be a large amount of things, considering that Hogwarts has been around for just under a millennium. The amount of times that it was renovated also means there should be a lot."
A thought struck him which excited him immensely. "For fuck's sake, there could be bloody Founder's items in there. Artifacts that belonged to Salazar Slytherin, or Rowena Ravenclaw, or even Gryffindor and Hufflepuff."
Hadrian listed them as which he would want to find the most. "I wouldn't mind Helga Hufflepuff's Cup but tom already turned into a horcrux."
The door finally opened, and when it did, Hadrian walked back inside.
"Holy mother of fucking Merlin."
No other thoughts came to Hadrian's head as he stared around, staggered by the size of it and the sheer amount of objects which occupied the room. There were piles of things everywhere. Objects that glinted due to the expensive materials they were made from were everywhere. Gold, silver, platinum, even metals that Hadrian could not recognize. There were swords of all sizes, scabbards decorated with rare materials, shields, even staffs which would have been common at the time of the Founders and even later. Grandiose looking furniture and chairs in which some of the greatest wizards could have sat at. There was even a large pile of coins, which were neither galleons nor sickles or even knuts. There were grand statues in all corners, made of marble and such materials.
It was marvelous.
In the middle of it, all was an enormous Round Table. "Obviously not King Arthur's one, as it is rather plain, surprisingly."
The table was crafted rather well, yet it was not as splendid as the various objects throughout the room. On the table though, was a host of different items which entranced Hadrian immediately and he dove forward to look at them. At the corner, Hadrian was at there were many wands piled together that were all covered in dust.
"I wonder who they belonged to…" Hadrian summoned a few of the coins from the massive pile and, after whipping out his wand from his holster, transfigured one of the coins into a large, albeit reasonably sized bag. He cast a few charms on the bag, such as it increases the space on the inside, making into a bag bottomless and also placed a few charms it so that all the objects placed inside would be unbreakable. He really didn't want to place thing with the Rat. He grabbed all of the wands and quickly scanned them, before carefully putting them into the bag. They were all very beautiful and of exceptional craftsmanship. They were all unique, yet could not compare to Hadrian's.
"I have to find out the specifics of these wands and who owned them. They just seem to hum with power."
After putting the wands away, Hadrian looked at the next thing that caught his attention. On the table was a stack of portraits, which Hadrian brought in front of him to look at closely. There were four in total, and the first one both shocked him and excited him immensely.
It was a portrait of all the founders. Hadrian left the table with the bag in hand, after growing bored of it and began wandering around the room in search of anything else he could take along with him. He began walking in between the mountains of objects, some of them piling up and almost reaching the ceiling. "It's going to take forever for me to find anything worthwhile that I can take now", groaned Hadrian.
He stopped at the foot of one pile and picked up a candlestick holder which he threw away in disgust. "It could be from the tenth century, but who knows? It is utterly useless, anyway."
After much wandering about, Hadrian finally stopped at a small table which was near a massive mountain of objects. There were various things on the small table, such as two golden globes, candles, jars full of various potion ingredients which Hadrian made a note to come back for at a later date and other assorted items.
What really caught Hadrian's eye though, was a beautiful black box that rested on the table. It was the type of box that usually housed something valuable and special. It looked very old, yet was in immaculate condition. On the front of the box, was a picture of a raven, one that looked exactly like the one depicted with Ravenclaw house.
"This must belong to the Ravenclaw family", thought Hadrian excitedly. His hands eagerly darted forward and he brought the box closer to him. With trembling hands, he slowly opened the box, still shivering with anticipation.
Hadrian gasped out loud.
Inside the box, was a beautiful purple cushion that was of satin. That was not what gained his attention, though.
Resting on the cushion, was it.
The Lost Diadem of Ravenclaw.
It was the most exquisite piece of jewelry, in Hadrian's opinion.
A golden diadem, which was a much better colour than the typical silver ones. It was not even the slightest bit garish, to Hadrian's surprise. "As if it could ever be", he thought.
It had numerous small diamonds inset into it, except for the middle, in which a large oval-shaped blue sapphire acted as a link between the two halves of the diadem. Two other sapphires, one circular and the other oval-shaped, hung from the main one, yet dangled freely and were not supported by the diadem. Etched onto the diadem, on the front side at the bottom and in clear view for everyone to see, even if a person wore it, were the words 'Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure'.
But stop when he felt Tom's dark magic on the diadem, it seems Tom turn almost all the founders Items into horcruxes. Quickly placing the horcrux into a different bag as Hadrian left Hogwarts.
Time skip after everything was settled
Hadrian just returned to Grimmauld place and called for Kreacher with a pop. the old house elf appeared in front of him with a bow "master is called for Kreacher." Hadrian just nodded his head while saying "yes Kreacher I want you to take this Rat," showing the caged Rat to Kreacher, as he continued saying. "to the dungeon and make sure that he doesn't escape. He can use his animagus form to do that so, please do something that will prevent that from happening. I want to have little fun with him before getting answers from him and He'll be staying here for a while Kreacher so let's not let him die until it's time for him to go to Azkaban for the crimes that he has committed."
Kreacher just smiled evilly as he took the Cage Peter Pettigrew to the dungeon. Hadrian wondered if Tom's sadistic side started rubbing off on him, Hadrian just shrugged as he went to spend time with Harry and maybe go to Diagon Alley with his son.
The streets of Diagon Alley were crowded as students from Hogwarts and they're parents scuttle around. The atmosphere of the Alley was filled with bubbly laughter, sparkly smiles of happiness, and no doubt would be refreshing for Hadrian… If not for his son's constant glaring at the women that looked him with lust. He was imitating a basilisk apparently. It was a good attempt since the boy was wearing a black serpent onesie –it took awhile to force him into said outfit, nevertheless, Hadrian was nothing but persistent.
"Little one, cease your death glares this instance. Lest I force my spectacles on you." He murmured under his breath whilst still keep up his smiling façade.
The effect was instantaneous. Harry narrowed eyes became wide with innocence as he thrust his pudgy fingers into his mouth. The display made the school girls and mothers coo at the sheer cuteness emitting from his little one. Not wanting to deal with them Hadrian walked into the Apothecary.
"now lets see …" Hadrian used wandless magic to pulled out his list and started looking around. While Harry was playing with his stuff wolf plushy. … he grabbed a cart with an expanding charm and continued knocking off the items on his list.
After finding everything needed to replenish his stock and getting some extra looking around for the ingredients that went into making a dreamless sleep potion …to keep the nightmares away.
"lacewing … leeches … snake fangs … porcupine quills … Huh! Dragon blood! This would help stabilize- … hmm or would salamander blood with beetle eyes be better?" Hadrian held the jar of dragon blood in his right hand, tapping it thoughtfully in time with the song that was playing in his head. While keeping a hold of baby Harry.
It came down to the freshness of the beetle eyes …
Hadrian reached up intending to grab the jar of beetle eyes, but he didn't get to the jar. Just before he could grab hold of his target only to freezing in pain as he covered his lighting blot scar as it began to bleed.
"shit" Hadrian hissed as he covered his bleeding scar and trying to keep Harry clam . Knowing all too well what that pain is Tom's horcrux was back in his scar. Quickly using wandless magic to heal the scar for now and rocking back and forth baby Harry to calm down. Hadrian smile in seeing Harry claiming down and started playing with his wolf plush. After paying for his purchases Hadrian thought it was best to go back home so he can torture a certain rat.
Time skip
Peter Pettigrew moaned as he slowly woke up. The last thing he remembered was sleeping in his cage at Hogwarts.
Groggy for some reason, he gradually took in where he was. He was hanging by his wrists, which were tightly bound by ropes. There was an unpleasant musty damp smell, and it was uncomfortably warm. There was a sound which he couldn't quite place, similar to the creepy slithering of a snake, but not exactly. Finally, he cracked open his eyes to see Lily's emerald gaze boring into him.
Shocked fully awake, his eyes opened completely, and he nearly lost control of his bowels at the sight. Of a man that he didn't know, not Lily, was staring at him from below. There was a hungry eagerness in his features, complete with a half-grin. He'd seen that look before on Bellatrix when she was preparing to torture someone.
"I've got you now Peter, and you won't be escaping this time," Hadrian said, his grin growing wide as he moved back to let the suspended man see the floor. "I really wouldn't suggest turning into a rat, they're rather hungry right now."
Pettigrew whimpered piteously as he saw that the floor was moving. Centered on him, was a circle of writhing snakes, slithering over each other just inches below his dangling feet. Instinctively, he pulled his legs up to distance himself from the horror below.
"They aren't supposed to hurt you unless you try to escape, but I wouldn't risk it if I was you," Hadrian said with an insane chuckle. "The warming charm I've cast is where you're allowed to be. Move outside of it, and I'm afraid my little friends will have to give you a few bites. They tell me that they are all venomous and quite deadly." Hadrian chuckled as he left peter to hang there.