A/N: An update! Thanks for everyone who reviewed. Replies to some reviews:

AnimeBook's Yeah I'm excited that Harry's a necromancer too.

Guest Hey, any ideas for the Harry/Tom interaction would be super. I don't want to give too much away but… haha.

And now for the update:

~*~ Dark Rituals ~*~

"Now, your parents left you quite the amount of money young man. Don't worry about the costs to go to school. You only have access to money now, mind you. When you are of age, you will have access to all the Potter vaults and estates. They are a very old and wealthy pureblood family."

Hadrian made his eyes widen at the knowledge. Truthfully, he didn't care about inheritance. He was the Evangelica-Valduez heir, where he got his necromancer genes from, and he had two estates. One small condo in downtown France, and a beautiful estate in the mountains near Germany. They were both simple, tasteful, wealthy, and filled to the brim with powerful magics.

Then again, Evangelica-Valduez did not have a seat in the Wizenmagotz.

Not that they had much of a say now that Tom was running things. Tom.

His heart clenched in anticipation when he thought of the man. For a moment he let his emotions run through him. All he wanted was to throw himself into his arms, see his face, the arrogant smirk, the careful way Tom would always study him, the deadly lines down each pane of his face. As he let the emotion sweep through him, he calmly acknowledged and accepted it, then let it pass again.

Tom and him thrived on games. He would meet Tom again. It was never a question. But he would need to lay his plan into motion, for that meeting to be all the more exciting. Going to Tom unprepared was never a good idea.

An image of the snake winding possessively around him, tenderly around his neck, flashed in his mind.

Harry and Miss McMillan entered a well to do clothing shop. Harry was gestured onto a stool to be fitted and ended up beside a pompous looking blonde. "Hogwarts, are you?" The pointy boy inquired as they stood on respective stools.

"Yes."

"What house do you think you'll be sorted in?"

"Slytherin, I suppose." Harry hadn't given much thought to it. But the boy's eyes lit up.

"Slytherin is the best house, my father says. My family has been in that house for generations."

"Indeed?"

"Yeah. Though Ravenclaw wouldn't be bad. But imagine you were sorted into Hufflepuff. I would leave, wouldn't you?"

He knew quite the amazing man that was once in Hufflepuff. "Well, Hufflepuffs are kind of cute."

Being disagreed with gave the young Malfoy a temporary ugly face. But it quickly passed. He snorted. "Yeah, if you like that sort of thing. I guess we do need a house like that, otherwise, how would people even know that Slytherin is great?"

Hadrian narrowed his eyes. He had chosen to go into Slytherin and not Hufflepuff all those years ago. And now it seemed, people thought everyone good was in Slytherin. "I like Hufflepuff."

"You do?"

"Yes. They are very loyal and hardworking and turn out some of the most reliable and great wizards we have. Not everyone can be a dark lord, and there is no shame to aspiring lower."

Malfoy gaped at him. But he was done his fitting. He hopped down from his stool.

As Malfoy saw him go with Miss Macmillan he sneered. "You're a mudblood, aren't you?"

Everyone around him gasped.

Hadrian's eyes narrowed. Others had called him that when he was young. Having the last name of Evans in Slytherin had not been the easiest start.

"There is nothing to be ashamed about that either." Hadrian said firmly, meeting the boy's eyes. "But you don't even know my name."

Rather uncharacteristically, Hadrian walked away without saying anything. He didn't want to make a complete enemy before he had even arrived at Hogwarts.

"Good day, Mr. Malfoy." He said instead.

He swept out of the store to the cold autumn air and a shocked Miss Macmillan followed him.

~*~ Dark Rituals ~*~

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