Memories

Chapter 3

Hey guys! Hope you enjoy this chapter, but it's pretty much straight out of the book...ish? So sorry about that...but yeah lol :) Off we go then!
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Tom Riddle found the new student intriguing. From when he met Hadrian Evan on the train to Hogwarts, he took notice of recognition on those green eyes. Tom became suspicious, who was this wizard? How does Evan know him? Suspicion morphed into curiosity when the Sorting Hat called out Slytherin for the muggle-born wizard. A mudblood sorted into Slytherin? How peculiar...

He observed Evan from afar and took notice of the harsh treatment the newly sorted Slytherin suffered through. He couldn't blame his housemates, after all, a mudblood as a Slytherin isn't something to be proud of; especially in a house where blood purity matters. It wasn't until Transfiguration Class when Tom decided to propose an agreement of a sort for the muggle born.

Transfiguration Class had a strange sort of routine, Dumbledore would ask a question, no one would answer him but Tom, and Dumbledore would call Tom to answer who would give an impressively detailed explanation. Then with a resigned expression, the Transfiguration Professor would award him points for his explanation. The day started exactly like how it normally is, but what got Tom's attention was that the small flash of resignation on those green eyes. The way Evan looks at him was as though he saw wasted potential. Wasted on what exactly? Tom didn't know.

Tom knew he shouldn't let curiosity get the better of him, but there was a variety of questions in his mind. Hadrian Evan knew something of him, that not even Tom himself know. In the end, curiosity won and that led to a proposition of an agreement. He watched as hesitancy morphed into determination as Evan agreed with him with adding a threat if met with betrayal.

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November 12, 1942

Since the agreement, Hadrian was treated more fairly within the walls of Slytherin. It started when Riddle asked him to seat with him and his 'friends' in front of the Slytherin Common Room where basically every Slytherin could hear. Unfortunately, he couldn't decline the offer, considering it will be total suicide if he did so.

It was...quite an experience sitting with Riddle and his lackeys, considering how he's known to be a 'muggleborn'. It was quite uncomfortable associating with them, only Riddle considering how he was the one who asked him, Orion Black, who's brash and loud and happens to remind Hadrian of a certain godfather of his, Mallard Lestrange, who happens to be the total opposite of Orion Black with full seriousness and sobriety, and Dorea Black, who was like the mother of the group, were the only ones who are actually treating him pleasantly. The others are....well still adjusting to having to befriend a muggleborn. If only Riddle didn't have to ask him such a ludicrous question, and if only he didn't agree.

Despite the unbearable experience with Riddle and his 'friends', Hadrian came to pay more attention to a certain Ravenclaw muggleborn. He met the Ravenclaw during his time at the library during the first week of school. It was during his time of being harshly treated by his housemates. It took only a few days for them to just click together. Surprisingly, the Ravenclaw reminded Hadrian of a certain Gryffindor muggleborn.

"-and don't forget to work on your Transfiguration Essay soon, Professor Dumbledore is unusually strict with Slytherins..." Myrtle Warren rambled on as the two made their way to the library.

Hadrian couldn't help but chuckle at his friend's rambling. He didn't think that he would find himself friends with Myrtle of all people. Despite the situation, the Slytherin did deeply care for her.

"Don't worry Warren, as you as a friend, I fear what will happen if I forget." Hadrian slightly teased with an amused smile.

Myrtle rolled her eyes, "Oh please Evans, it's least likely you'll ever forget, especially with how well you're doing with your classes, particularly Defense Against the Dark Arts."