It was the Saturday before school would start back up, and Hadrian was currently sitting in the viewing gallery for the first Wizengamot since he changed proxies, waiting for it to start. He had formally declined the invitation for dinner with Lord Malfoy but had asked to keep up a correspondence with the man. Since then the Malfoy patriarch had written to him several times asking for his views and opinions on some upcoming bills and legislation. He had seemed happy with the responses he received. He soon noticed a head of curly blond hair, her acid green quill poised and ready to wright. Hadrian may have sent her a tip that some of the more high ranking seats have shifted and it seems she was happy to see what was changing. Feeling eyes on him he looked over and locked eyes with molten silver, and smirked. Someone distracted lord malfoy for a second and hadrian took the chance to go invisible. He saw Lucius scan the seats for him again but when he couldn't find him he turned his attention elsewhere. Just before the session was about to start Dumbledore strode through the doors and straight to the chief warlock seat. He noticed a few members smirking, Most from the dark faction and some from the gray. Hadrian guessed they Knew what was about to happen.

Dumbledore banged his gavel and started the session. "Welcome to the 16th wizengamot session of 1993. To begin, it is noted that there are some proxy changes. first here is Lord Nott." he gestured at Lord Nott who stood.

"I, Theodorus Nott, Lord of the Noble and Ancient House of Nott, do hereby claim proxy of the seat of the Noble House of Sayre with permission of its Lord. so mote it be." The Sayre seat flashed gold acknowledging the claim and Lord Nott sat back down. Dumbledore nodded and banged his gavel once.

"Next is Lord Greengrass." again he motioned and the Lord stood.

"I, Benedict Greengrass, Lord of the Noble and Ancient House of Greengrass, do hereby claim proxy of the seats of the Most Ancient and Illustrious house of Ravenclaw, and of the Most Ancient and Illustrious house of Hufflepuff, with permission of their Lord. so mote it be." The two founders' seats flashed gold acknowledging the claim and Lord Greengrass sat back down. Dumbledore had gone ashen and his twinkle had died. banging his gavel once, he looked at the parchment and pursed his lips.

"And the last change for Lord Malfoy." Dumbledore was scowling as Lucius stood.

"I, Lucius Malfoy, Lord of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Malfoy, do hereby claim proxy of the seat of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black with permission of its Lord. so mote it be." Hadrian could see Dumbledore gritting his teeth from here.

"With seat changes done, we move on to the next order. There are a total of seven bills in line to…"

"Lord Dumbledore. I do believe you missed something." Lady Bones had interrupted in a clear voice laced with the barest contempt.

"Missed something Amelia?" Hadrian saw her eye twitch at the use of her given name in a formal setting. However she wasn't cowed by his belittling.

"The faction rankings have changed and with that change, so does the position of chief Warlock." Dumbledore Scowled.

"Amelia dear, I still hold the most seats on this council, as such…"

"Even if that is how it worked, you do not hold the most seats. You currently hold four. Lord Malfoy also holds four, and with the light faction currently holding the least amount of votes out of all three factions the seat goes to Lord Malfoy." Hadrian was cackling, he was glad he had cast a silencing spell around himself, as the rest of the chamber had fallen silent. He could see Rita Skeeter writing furiously and he couldn't wait to see the shitshow that would be tomorrow's paper.

"Well then, forgive an old man for miscounting my dear." He rose from the chair, and with the petulance of a toddler he stomped down to his seat on the lowest level of the chamber. Lord Malfoy made his way to the chief warlock seat and was sworn in. After that he tuned most of the session out, only paying attention to a few bills that Lucius had written to him about. The bill for stationing Auror's at gringotts, was declined by a two vote difference, and hadrian let out a sigh of relief. By the end, the outcome of several bills had changed by the new proxies and Hadrian couldn't be happier.

Walking to the atrium, he saw Malfoy, Nott, Greengrass, and a woman he didn't recognise, conversing in one of the side corridors. As tempting as it was to go introduce himself properly, he knew it was too soon. However something about them triggered a thought and he changed course to the department of mysteries. He started walking straight to the hall of prophecies, on his way he went through the time room, remembering how hard it had been to do anything with Granger watching him, he pocketed one of the 24 hour time turners before continuing on. Once in the prophecy room he walked to the orb, picked it up, took it with him back to the atrium. and called for Kreacher. Within the last two weeks he had managed to talk to Kreacher, and was able to get the locket, and hide it with the other horcruxe's. Kreacher had also become attached to Hadrian, stating he was a proper Lord to the house of Black. Kreacher popped him home and he placed the prophecy on the coffee table. Looking at the orb he realized he was never able to listen to it the first time. With that thought he stretched out his hand and pushed a small bit of magic into the orb and Trelawneys voice filled the room.

The one with the power to restore the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must stay on the side of the other, for neither can thrive while the false Light survives... the one with the power to unite races and magic will be born as the seventh month dies…

Hadrian looked at the orb in shock then laughed. Everything really was Dumbledore's fault. Even having Snape overhear the prophecy must have been planned. He needed to get Snape on side. Telling him about the prophecy might do it but he needed more. Thinking of that got him thinking about school. while the fog was over his mind he had been too careless. Weasley and Granger had noticed something was wrong. He needed to get his mask in place and quickly. There were only three more days before they went back.