I've returned from the past

Chapter 14

Thunder sounded in the distance and his body was soaked in rain- so cold- he was so cold- But he couldn't stop- or he'll die.

He stares up at the clouds, the agony racing through him. Death was trying to get him to focus- 

"Well, I suppose you lived up to your reputation," a voice eerily said and he glimpses a staggering figure coming closer and closer. Missing limbs and lungs and half dead- "I see how you travelled through time too now as well." Hadrian spits out blood. 

"I'll kill you-" 

Purple eyes get right in his face, leering at him. "Can you? Can you kill me? I could kill you right now... I am killing you right now-" 

Hadrian glances down at his missing heart and just bares his teeth at the wizard. "You can't get rid of me." The man grins, teeth alarmingly white- gums alarmingly also white. Like bone. 

"I was going to say the same thing. But even if I can't- I'll just kill everyone you love, over- and over and over again. How about it? I could kill your lover over and over and over again- make him plead and beg and suffer right in front of you-" Hadrian managed to strike him- head against head and the man reeled back for a minute- 

Hadrian clawed himself away from the crazy bastard- 

"Oh don't play like that Harry." Hadrian gasps in agony as something slides between his ribs, impaling him into the ground. "We still have so much fun left you and I." 

"FUCK OFF!" He roars, using what sparse magic remains to yank the blade out and grab it himself, crawling to his knees, to spin around and use the sword like a cane, struggling to his feet as he bleeds out upon the earth. A quick healing spell does the trick. He hears Ekkathion fly nearby- roaring- The wizard looks up and the wand points upwards- "NO- EKKATHION!" The dragon appears and Hadrian lunges at the the wizard. "NEVILLE-" He screams as Ekkathion's chest is cleaved open- the dragon jerking violently at the impact midair- "NEVILLE I AM GOING TO KILL YOU-" 

A spell flies at him and Hadrian shudders to the floor- a boot to his face moments later and a blade is taken to his legs again. 

Neville cackles. "This is what you get for trying to escape your fate," Neville croons. Thunder and lightening crashes and a silver blade comes arcing down- down- 

Hadrian jerks up, gasping for breath and grabbing his shirt- drenched in sweat- he glances at the fire but it's completely out. He glances around, expecting to see Neville just there, looming over him. But he's not- and his house mates seemed to have also fallen asleep in the common room. All of them sleeping semi-peacefully. 

Hedwig delves into his neck and he feels a small version of Lizzie climb up to go underneath his neck and wrap comfortingly around his chest and glance at him, yellow eyes gleaming. 

"Sssleep Massster." He strokes Hedwig head and the bird coos quietly. He drops his head back to the pillow and shudders, summoning those Slytherin robes and takes a deep breath of that smell he misses so much. He inhales it to calm his frantic heart and slowly manages to stop his trembling- 

He doesn't sleep for the rest of the night and is up and washed before the rest of the group. He almost jumps when he hears Nevilles voice in the hallways outside of Defence Against the Dark Arts- "Trevor!" A frog bounds past and in a split moment- Neville makes eye contact with Hadrian- 

That face was familiar, those dark eyes turning from clumsy to hateful and conniving- then all the way to hell with pure purple insanity- 

Hayes shoves him into the wall before the killing curse can escape Hadrian's lips.