^^^^^what Hadrian used to look like(as a kid)^^^^^
"You. Fucking. Little. Brat" Uncle Vernon slurred drunkenly as he beat his nephew, Hadrian or 'Freak' as they called him. Vernon's son, Dudley, laughed at his cousin's obvious pain. Hadrian wasn't crying, only wincing slightly when to belt hit a bit too hard in the same spot.
( I do not condone any type of abuse, it is never alright. I won't write any more of this in the story, but this is just, like, a very, very small glimpse into what Hadrian had to deal with growing up. Please don't ask me to add more to this. Any more glimpses into Hadrian's past will be during talks with the neighbor, an unimportant OC who you only see, like, twice I think.)
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Aria
FanfictionThis is just a spin on my story "Hadrian and Theo's Adventure(MxM)" In this Theo/Teddy is toddler, around three, and Hadrian/Haddi is living alone with him after leaving his abusive maternal relatives and the English Wizarding World after the war.
