~Hogwarts : Day of Champion Selection : Author Perspective~
Everyone was silent as they beheld the blue trophy. Albus Dumbledore stood beside it looking quite different from what was probably expected from anybody that had lived in the past timeline.
He had taken care of his beard- it was short and well groomed while he'd kept shoulder length white hair and it was currently tied up in a bun. He had a spectacle over his eye and wore a clean wizarding robe of white, blue grey and blue. Though he wore a muggle vest, slacks and shoes underneath all of that.
Beside him stood Madam Maxine and Igor Karkaroff.
The tables had forgotten about Hadrian Potter not showing up to Hogwarts four years ago.
He was missing and while it was a frequently talked about topic- it was hopeless.
The first name erupted from the Goblet.
"From Durmstrang we have Viktor Krum!" Viktor stood and walked to Dumbledore, shaking the mans hand before standing off to the side.
"From Beauxbatons we have... Fleur Delacour!" Cheering and the girl stood next to Viktor Krum.
"And lastly from Hogwarts we have... Cedric Diggory!" Wild applause from Hufflepuff as the boy stood next to the other champions.
"Now that that is over-" but Dumbledore was interrupted by the Goblet of Fire shooting out another piece of paper.
Dumbledore grabs it and flips it over to gaze at the name.
"Who ez it?" Madam Maxine asks over the silence. Dumbledore says quietly,
"Hadrian Potter." The hall descended into cries of disbelief.
"Hadrian Potter-"
"He's alive-"
"Is he here-"
"How is his name in the Goblet?" Mrs McGonagall demands from behind him.
"I will look into it- until then please congratulate our Champions!" Everyone did so and then he lastly says, "Please continue with the feast!"
Albus quickly walks to his office- Minerva and Severus on his heels. As he does quite frequently, he looks at Severus.
Hadrian Black had known about a Severus Snape. The ex-Death Eater would no doubt report this to Voldemort.
He pretends not to know that. Minerva knows about Hadrian Black, Albus talks about him quite frequently and it had prompted his change some point after Grindelwald- in the late fifties. He'd cut his beard, hair and overall had changed into a more important figure.
He'd inherited the Lordship to the Dumbledore name and now he was in a prominent position to the Purebloods now as well as the public and the Ministry.
Albus murmurs to the Griffin, "Black." It twists and they walk up to the office.
"Albus, the boy doesn't know he'll lose his magic if he doesn't not compete." Albus nods.
"I know." He'd met Hadrian in the past- at Fleamonts' home. He'd reminded him so much of Hadrian Black but even if he had been a reincarnation the boy had known nothing about his distant family member. Though he'd seemed intrigued.
When he'd never come on the Hogwarts Express and wasn't there for the sorting he immediately went to Fleamont- but he remembers dropping him off at the platform.
So he either ran- or he'd been kidnapped or killed.
The latter was now discarded and he doesn't think the boy would run from magic so kidnapped?
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I've returned from the past
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