A/N:
Hello everyone! This is chapter eleven. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Reaching the portrait room, Hadrian took a deep breath to calm his nerves. Looking to Sable and Marvolo, who had seen his hesitance, he nodded and the three people entered the room.
Hadrian followed Sable and Marvolo to a portrait hanging on the wall to the right of the door. Depicted there was a man and a woman who looked to be in their early 30's. Hadrian noticed Sable got his features and eye color from his mother. Sable's dark hair came from his father while his mother had long, silvery blonde hair. Along with her pale skin and golden eyes, she was an ethereal beauty. His father on the other hand, had tan skin and a strong jawline. His black, shoulder length, wavy hair, light green eyes, and neat beard, gave him a ruggedly handsome look. Both were dressed in their finest attire.
Sable introduced the couple in the portrait to Hadrian. "Hadrian, this is my mother and father. My mother's name is Seraphine Adalind Dunmar nee Havenshire. My father's name is Altair Bence Dunmar." Turning to his parents, Sable continued, "Mum, Dad, this is Hadrian Aries Dunmar-Slytherin. Marvolo and I recently blood adopted him."
Smiling, Seraphine looked to Hadrian and said, "Hello Hadrian, it's very nice to meet you. Please, call me Sera. Grandmother makes me feel old." Chuckling, Sera looked to her husband.
Smirking in amusement, Altair greeted, "Hello Hadrian. Do call me Altair. Like my wife said, Grandfather makes me feel old. And Marvolo, it's great to see you again."
Sera nodded and said, "Yes, welcome back Dear. Sable was absolutely devastated when you disappeared."
Marvolo smiled and spoke, "Thank you, Sera, Altair. It's good to be back." Marvolo reached to his left and took hold of Sable's hand. He caught the soft smile on Sable's face and gave him a look filled with love and warmth.
Hadrian watched as his Fathers shared a moment. He was truly happy the two were reunited. Marvolo had told Hadrian how he believed it was Mother Magic who brought him back to Sable in his wraith form. Hadrian thanked Hecate with all that he was for reuniting his family. Now all that was left was to free those who were wrongly incarcerated.
Seraphine Adalind Dunmar nee Havenshire, better known as Sera to most, was a muggleborn witch. Born in the late 1940's, sorted into Slytherin in 1958, and the owner of a brilliant mind. She grew to be cunning and resourceful while maintaining a loving and caring heart. A fierce protector and mother, she struck down all who threatened her family and friends with the precision and speed of a venomous snake.
Sera met her husband and soulmate, Altair, when they were both first years and sorted into Slytherin. They didn't start dating till their third year and married just out of seventh. Three years later, their pride and joy, Sable, was born. Just a short year later, their old friend, Marvolo Slytherin, came back from a trip across the sea. When he was introduced to Sable, it was discovered the two were soulmates. After that, Sable grew up constantly in the company of a very protective and caring Marvolo.
For Sera, her and Altair's deaths were sudden. One moment everything was fine, and the next, they had both caught an unknown disease. The two barely lasted a week.
After their deaths, Sera was only able to watch her beloved son grow up through her portrait. She couldn't comfort him after her and her husband's deaths. She couldn't hold him after a nightmare and sing his fears away. But her biggest regret was that she couldn't console him when Lily and James died and Marvolo's spirit disappeared. She watched him break down in tears right in front of her and couldn't reach out and hold him like she so wanted.
Now, Sable introduced Sera to Hadrian, her grandson, with Marvolo by his side. She hasn't seen her dear son so very happy in nearly five years.
Sera was truly happy her son was so blessed and she prayed to Mother Magic herself to bless and protect her son and his family. They would make it through whatever was to come. She knew it.
After being told about Hadrian's life until now, Sera and Altair were horrified.
Near tears, Sera spoke, "Hadrian dear, I'm so sorry you had to live with those horrible people."
Giving a small smile, Hadrian responded, "It's alright. Number Four Privet Drive was never my home in anyway. Here, with Dad and Father, is my home."
Nodding her understanding, Sera watched as Sable and Marvolo gave their son warm smiles and pulled him into a tight hug.
Albus too-many-names Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, Supreme Mugwump of the ICW, leader of the Order of the Fried Chickens, and other titles.
The afternoon of August second, Albus was sitting in his office reading *The Daily Prophet* when all of his monitoring devices for Harry Potter went off. Shocked, Dumbledore got up to check the device only to see that the blood wards he had erected around Number Four Privet Drive had fallen and the tracking devices had stopped working.
Immediately flooing to Arabella Figg's house, he found no one home. Cursing, he made his way out the front door and across the street to Number Four. Knocking on the front door, Albus waited a few moments with no response before knocking again. When again no response came, he looked around to make sure no one was nearby before using his wand and unlocking the door.
Walking inside the house, Dumbledore found everything to be perfectly clean and tidy. Checking both upstairs and downstairs, he found no one home. What he found odd though, was that there were cars in the driveway. It seemed as though the Dursleys had just disappeared.
Looking around the house once more for clues as to their whereabouts, Dumbledore found none. Heading to the house across the street, Dumbledore flooed back to his office and sank down into his desk chair. Heaving a weary sigh, Dumbledore went to work trying to find the supposed savior of the wizarding world and the Dursleys. Though no matter how hard he looked, he would never find them till it was too late.
After leaving the portrait room, the family of three met the Malfoy family in the sitting room chatting with James and Lily. Hadrian was surprised to see two other people sitting with Lucius and Narcissa. One was an older male who looked to be in his late forties. The other was a young boy who looked to be the same age as Hadrian himself. Both of them had the same blonde hair and silver eyes as Lucius.
Before Hadrian could inquire as to the newcomer's identities, Marvolo spoke. "Lucius, Narcissa, I hope you've overseen Madam Bone's task?"
Nodding, Lucius spoke, "Yes, of course. The muggles could only make noise. Though, against trained Aurors, they could hardly put up much of a fight."
Nodding grimly, Sable spoke, "Amelia certainly works fast. They already have the Dursleys in custody. Their trial should be soon."
Hadrian, nervous at the mention of a trial, spoke quietly, "Does that mean I'll have to testify?"
Kneeling down in front of Hadrian and placing his hands on his shoulders, Sable said, "No, you won't. Amelia will be coming by to get some memories she can use against them from you. Don't worry, little snake. Everything will be fine."
Nodding, Hadrian took a deep breath to calm himself down.
Sable stood up and turned to the newcomers to introduce them to his son. "Hadrian, this is Abraxas Malfoy, Lucius' father and Draco Malfoy, Lucius and Narcissa's son."
Abraxas stood and held out his hand for Hadrian to take. "It's good to meet you, Hadrian."
Hadrian took the offered hand shyly and repeated the greeting. He looked to Draco who smiled brightly at him.
Hadrian held out his hand for Draco to shake. "Hello Draco. It's nice to finally meet you."
Draco took Hadrian's hand and shook it vigorously. "It's great to meet you too, Hadrian."
Hadrian looked to Sable and Marvolo who shared an amused look before Marvolo spoke. "Why don't you show Draco your room? I'm sure Kallisto would like to meet him."
Nodding, Hadrian led Draco from the room.
Once Hadrian and Draco had left, Sable and Marvolo joined the elder Malfoys on the couches.
Sable looked at the door the children left through and sighed. "I do hope Draco can help Hadrian become less shy. He really needs a confidence boost. I know he's had a hard life and it'll be slow going for him to adjust. I just want him to be as comfortable as possible."
Marvolo laid a hand on Sable's shoulder. "It's gonna be alright. He's a strong kid."
Nodding, Sable replied, "I know. I just— never mind."
Marvolo spoke, "It's ok. We're all worried."
The elder Malfoys all nodded their heads, agreeing with Marvolo's statement.
Hadrian was excited to show Draco his room. He'd never had a room or a friend before. Draco seemed really nice and he was very friendly. Hadrian wished he could be as outgoing as Draco was.
"You can be, you know?"
Hadrian startled, wondering what Draco was talking about. Then he realized he must have been speaking aloud. He saw the earnest way Draco was looking at him and, thinking back to what he said, he felt like he could believe him.
Smiling back at Draco and giving him a nod, Hadrian continued towards his room.
When they reached the door, Hadrian opened it and walked inside followed closely by Draco. Approaching his bed, Hadrian hissed a greeting to Kallisto who was laid out on one of his pillows. After introducing Kallisto to Draco, who was thrilled at hearing Hadrian speak parseltongue, the two boys decided to play some wizarding games, which Draco taught to Hadrian.
Having played for a couple hours, Draco and Hadrian were eventually called down to dinner.
The cell was dark and musty, nothing but the howls and pain-filled whimpers of the other occupants of the prison filled the air. He didn't know how long he'd been there, just that it must have been years.
His hair was matted, his skin caked with dirt. With the amount of food given in this place, his body was stick thin. He hadn't spoken in so long, wasn't even sure if his voice still worked. Nothing but his memories to keep him company in that hell.
He missed Moony. His Moony, his Mate. And little Harry. If Dumbledore, that old coot, got to Harry, there's no telling where he was shipped off to. 'Probably with those horrible Dursleys' he thought.
Hearing footsteps coming towards his cell, he moved back into a dark corner, hoping not to be seen. All of a sudden, the footsteps stopped and his cell door creaked open. Listening for what was to come next, he heard the words he had hoped and prayed to Mother Magic to be said.
"Sirius Black, in light of new evidence, you are to be receiving a trial."
Amelia Bones walked through the hallways of Azkaban never straying from her destination. Accompanied by her most trusted aurors, she kept up a fast pace, hoping to get what she came here for finished quicker.
Even having been here before, she was still affected by the atmosphere like it was the first time she had stepped into the prison. The screams and moans racketing through the air and the overpowering stench coming from the cells just quickened her steps.
Finally nearing her destination, the maximum security wing, she looked beside her to her stone-faced aurors. Satisfied with their ability to not show their fear, she continued on.
Stopping outside the cell that was her objective, she gestured to the door and one of her subordinates placed the key in the lock. With a quiet click, the cell creaked open and Amelia spoke the words she had never expected, until recently, to say.
"Sirius Black, in light of new evidence, you are to be receiving a trial."