First of all thank you to the people who commented that they're still reading this silly story of mine. It means a lot to me.
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H's pov:
"I see you've finally found what the right sort of friends are." Hadrian can't help but grin slightly at the blond's comment.
"Indeed I have. Do you perhaps know the way out of this maze to the kitchens? I'm trying to find my mate."
To Hadrian's disappointment the blond shakes his head no. "He's not here you know. But I do know the way to the kitchens and I do know where he is. More or less." The youngest Malfoy walks him to the said room. "He's in court or well he should be coming back by now. He played lawyer to someone you'll love to see again."
Someone I'll love to see again? Is that sarcasm? Is it someone I'll love to torture? Thoughts race through my head but I'm interrupted by Draco again as we arrive at our destination.
"These are the kitchens. By the way. Harry. Welcome to the right side of the war. I'm thrilled to have you here." The grey eyed boy holds out his hand for him to shake. Unlike when they were 11 Hadrian shakes it.
"Likewise. Draco."
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