Harry Potter's Other Aunt!

Chapter 4: Must Be Dreaming

A/N: Harry is so adorable!

I wanna give him a hug 🤗
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Hadrian POV:

Had I not been awake throughout most of the adoption process, I would probably think I am still dreaming in my makeshift bed back in my cupboard.

I pinched myself and immediately regretted it.

"Ouch!" I hissed.

Rubbing my now sore arm, I took in my surroundings and gasped in awe.

"So...beautiful." I whispered to myself.

"It it young master." A voice said besides me.

I jumped, "Merlin's saggy balls!" I blurted out.

The house-elf simply sighed at my cursing, "all of them...cursing...shameful."

Once I calmed down, I turned towards the rather impressive and clean looking house-elf.

"Who are you?" I softly questioned, weary.

His ears flapped excitedly for a brief moment, "I am Johnny, your assigned personal assistant. If young master needs anything. Please do call Johnny using this. Just type in my name in the contacts, Mrs. Stark already put in the contacts for everyone you will later meet. Including young master's new father, Mr. Stark."

I listened faithfully as he explained the mechanics and a brief tutorial on how to use my new smartphone.

"I thought magic and technology don't mix well, isn't it illegal?" I asked in concern.

Johnny shook his head, "Young master is incorrect. It's not illegal, just frowned upon in England. Master Stark, invented this phone that is powered by your magic, with Mrs. Stark!"

My new parents are awesome, I thought staring at my new touch screen phone.

I fiddled with my phone, as Johnny kept me updated on new technologies I missed out when I was sheltered in Hogwarts and the Dursley's.

Laptops, tablets, huge flat screens, voice commands etc.

I was mind blown.

I thanked Johnny when he left to prepare for the day as I laid on my new bed playing on my phone until it was 11:00am.

"Harry?" a female's voice called out from behind my door.

I quickly got up and shoved my phone into my pocket. I opened the door, "yes, mom?" I greeted.

Nearly identical blue-gray eyes met, Katherine smiled.

"Good morning son, your dad will be coming tomorrow."

I fidgeted, and noticing that mom spoke up. "Is something wrong? Are you nervous meeting your new dad?" She lightly questioned.

I nervously nodded, I hope he's nothing like uncle Vernon. But after knowing mom, I knew she would never marry such filth.

"Do you think he'll like me?" I pondered. I felt a hand run through my hair.

"Of course, Hare-bear. If not, I'll kick his ass till Sunday." She grinned widely, in a threatening/non-threatening way which was terrifying and comforting at the same time.

Suddenly a noise broke between us, mom took out her phone and accepted the call. "Look it's your dad."

"Hello honey." She answered.

I quietly leaned into mom's embrace, as she talked on the phone. "You want to talk to him? ...hmm okay." My ears perked up.

I gave her a questioning look, "your dad would like to speak to you. Do you want to?" She asked, answering my unasked question.