*I was so excited to write this chapter its over 4,000 words.There is also mentions of blood and violence. Other than that I hope you enjoy this chapter.*
Over the next few days Hadrian gets back into his routine of being back at home.He spends his days keeping people from buying the books his Papa doesn't want sold. He convinced his papa to get books that he could sell, mostly more modern books. And so far its helped keep the customers away from the older books. Today Aziraphale will be taking Hadrian with him to search for a book. Aziraphale managed to talk Crowley into using the Bentley and at the moment the pair is heading towards Edinburgh. The car is cruising down the road with classical music coming from the radio. The radio makes a static noise then Crowley's voice is coming over the radio.
"Angel.What are you doing."
"Nothing.We're getting along terribly well."
"You realize I could feel when you drive the Bentley under the speed limit." Aziraphale stays quiet as Hadrian snickers quietly in the passenger seat. Aziraphale looks down at the speedometer and the needle is at 30.
"Well I'm sure you can't."
"I can.So put your foot down."
"Alright.Alright." He pushes his foot down on the gas pedal, but the Bentley stays at 30.
"I'm awfully sorry. It doesn't seem to want to." He says in a matter of fact tone. Hadrian notices the silver container of sweets at the
same time Aziraphale does. He makes a small ah sound and takes a piece."Was that a travel sweet."
"No." Hadrian smiles and shakes his head at his papa. Another car with a family passes and Aziraphale honks the horn with a smile.
"My car does not make that noise.What are you doing to it."
"Nothing."
"You've done something to the car. Haven't you I can feel it."
"I really don't know what you mean."
"He turned it yel-" Hadrian begins.
"Shhh Hadrian." Hadrian huffs.
"MY CAR ISSSS NOT YELLOW.It hassss never been yellow.It issss not going to sssstart being yellow now." Aziraphale pouts.
"Change it back."
"But its pretty."
"If you don't change it back right now.I'm gonna ssstart ssselling people booksss."
Aziraphale and Hadrian both gasp."But Father I haven't read them all."
"Husssh SSSSnakeling." Now its Hadrian's turn to pout.
"In fact I might even give sssome away." And with that the Bentley starts to speed up as the yellow fades back to gray.
"Papa you made it yellow because of Father's eyes didn't you."
"Maybe."
Unbeknownst to them Crowley can hear their whole conversation. And with that comment his face heats up as his ears turn red.
"Hey Crowley have you seen - Are you okay your face is really red."
"Yes I'm fine. What do you need."
"I was wondering if you've seen Remus."
"No I haven't. Why are you here Hadrian is off with Aziraphale."
"What I can't come visit one of my favorite people." Sirius says holding his hand to his chest in mock hurt.Crowley just looks at him with an eyebrow raised.
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The Ineffable Son
FantasyOn the night of October 31,1981 a baby was left on a doorstep at number 4 Privet Drive in Little Whinging.He was wrapped tightly in a baby blue blanket that had a fading heating charm on it. This is the story of Hadrain "Harry" James Potter. *All ch...