Forthcoming

1.6 Potions Master

Part Six.
Book 1.
Chapter Six.

Shortly after breakfast was over, Professor Snape began sweeping through the table, handing out schedules to the first years. Hadrian had met him multiple times before when he had visited Father throughout the years, and Snape had always expressed a - if not fondness, then at least not dislike - of Hadrian.

"Hello, Sev," Hadrian said, when Professor Snape reached him. Snape gave him a quick once-over, and a nod.

"Hadrian," Professor Snape said. "I trust you are fitting in well in your new house?"

"Yes Sir,"

"Good," Professor Snape said. "I am mailing a letter to your father this evening, and I will make sure to tell him that you have lived up to your family name." He gave a rather oily smile and swept away, black cloak billowing out behind him.

"Wow," A girl Hadrian never spoken to before said immediately, turning wide eyes on Hadrian. "You know the head of house already?"

"Yes," Hadrian said, feeling a swell of pride. "He is a family friend."

"That's amazing," she said. "Your family must be very important."

"You know his family is important," Draco cut in irritably. "He's a Riddle. Surely you know of the Riddles."

She shot Draco an annoyed look, and Hadrian had the feeling she knew perfectly well who the Riddles were, and she had just been complimenting him to get in his good books.

"I'm Daphne Greengrass! You must me Hadrian Riddle?"

Hadrian smiled, "Yes, it's nice to meet you, Daphne."

"Well," Theodore said, standing up and studying his new schedule. "The first class we have is History of Magic. That should be interesting, right?"

Blaise scoffed. "Not hardly," he said. "Mother tells me it's a-absolutely dull."
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Hadrian wished that Hogwarts was more doing spells and doing potions, instead he had to study the night skies through their telescopes every Wednesday at midnight and learn the names of different stars and the movements of the planets. Three times a week they went out to the greenhouses behind the castle to study Herbology, with a dumpy little witch called Professor Sprout, where they learned how to take care of all the strange plants and fungi, and found out what they were used for.

Easily the most boring class was History of Magic, which was the only one taught by a ghost. Professor Binns had been very old indeed when he had fallen asleep in front of the staff room fire and got up next morning to teach, leaving his body behind him. Binns droned on and on while they scribbled down names and dates, and got Emeric the Evil and Uric the Oddball mixed up. Hadrian watched the Professor leave for a moment and he got up cheekily. Hermione watched as he wrote 'I am stupid and boring' on the blackboard, sitting down hastily before he returned, eye rolling at his toothly grin he shot her.

He snickered and watched the Professor go on and on before seeing the blackboard. "Who did this?!" He asked, glaring at the first years. "If no one tells me, all of you get detention!"

"It was him!" Ron Weasley exclaimed pointing at Hadrian.

"Riddle! Here now!"