Author's Note:
Hello cutiesss! Thank you for 500 views, I was not expecting this, lol. I hope you enjoy this chapter! (Please forgive me for not updating, I just started school so I'm adjusting)
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September 1st, 1991
King's Cross
Hadrian felt for his luggage in his pocket, slightly being weighed down. Hadrian's crup, Cato was fast asleep in his arm.
"Now Now Hadrian, I don't want any owl's about pregnancy scared this year, you hear me?" Sirius sternly looking at him.
Hadrian just blinks at him, not sure if he was Serious. "Dad.. I'm Eleven."
"And? You're my son," Sirius stern look breaks into a grin.
"Sirius!" Remus snaps his head in Sirius's direction, glaring at him.
Elijah snickered at the two, giving Hadrian a half hug and letting Cato. "You should probably get out of here while the two bicker or they may not let you leave." Elijah advises, nudging Hadrian in the ribs.
Hadrian just grins at Elijah before heading towards the train as the final horn blows signaling the train was about to depart. Elijah waved at Hadrian as he got onto the train.
Hadrian found the bathrooms to change into his Hogwarts robes so he didn't have to later. He looked around for an empty compartment but had no luck, so he settled on a compartment with a chestnut brown haired girl and minty green eyes, reading Volume IV, Deep Dive into Wizarding Law: The Wizengamot by Dorian Avery. Hadrian exhales as he knocks on the compartment door, opening it.
Her minty green eyes snapped towards Hadrian, "Ah, pardon me I was wondering if I could sit in here, all the other compartments are full." He politely asks, Cato now being in his pocket.
She blinks slightly before nodding, Hadrian gives her a greatful look before closing the compartment door, sitting across from her. "Sabrina Montague," she introduces herself before shoving her nose in the book.
Hadrian pauses for a moment thinking about the Noble house of Montague, a house of purebloods. Several members in the house of Montague were followers of Voldemort but the house itself was not loyal to Voldemort. "Hadrian Black." He replies dryly pulling out his own book to read
Sabrina frowned, "Hadrian Black? I haven't heard of a Hadrian Black."
Hadrian simply closed his book, "I grew up in France away from politics." He hummed in response.
"Why?" Sabrina asks, slightly intrigued.
"It's very private information, I don't think we are that close Miss Montague." Hadrian smirks at her, causing her to go slightly red in embarrassment. She knew better but he was very intriguing, not to mention good looking.
Hadrian and Sabrina sat in comfortable silence for the rest of the train ride, reading about twenty minutes before the train haulted the door swung open. "Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville has lost it." Behind her, was a timid looking boy who Hadrian suspected was Neville.
"No, I haven't Miss Granger, I suggest you go to the head boy and girl compartment at the front of the train." Her hazel eyes snapped towards Hadrian before her nose scrunched up in disgust.
"Oh, it's you." She snarled while looking at the Potter Heir.
"It's a pleasure to see you again," Hadrian remarked, sarcastically.
Hermoine crossed her arms, looking at him in disgust before stomping away, completely forgetting about Neville's toad.
Neville awkwardly stood in the compartment doorway, not sure what to do. "You said your name is Neville right?" Hadrian asked.
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