King of the Underworld (Harry Potter)

Chapter 6

Shopping for school supplies with the Malfoy's was not something Hadrian advised. Neither would he recommend anyone to be left alone with the young Malfoy heir. While the younger was surely not as bad as his father, he really didn't know when to stop talking, Hadrian wasn't sure if Lucius asked his son to befriend him, but, if he did, then the boy was not doing so well, the only thing on Hadrian's mind was how quickly he could run away from the Malfoy without him noticing.

"Harry, are you listening, I asked you what house you think you will be in?" A rude voice interrupted his thoughts and he carefully looked at a scowling Draco, making sure not to mess up the measurements that Madam Malkin was recording.

"If you are going to call me by my name, call me Hadrian not......Harry..." He said with a dark look. Draco looked startled for a moment before his mask went back up, and he tried to scowl again, only this time he looked quite uncomfortable. The worst that could happen was that Lucius would find out that Hadrian is not the light savior everyone wants him to be, but he suspected he already knew, since he found him covered in vampire scent. Hadrian still could not believe it, Lucius actually made him wash himself! He thought with a grumble. Actually that brought a whole new question to the table, how did Lucius even know he lived with a vampire?

After making sure no one could see them he quickly cast a silencing spell around them and questioningly raised an eyebrow at the slightly uncomfortable blond, "How did your father know I lived with a vampire?"

Once more the reaction was priceless. A look of panic flashed across Draco's face and his eyes widened and he looked around before he futilely tried to hide the reactions behind an unaffected mask. He should make a career out of this, he could call it Demasking the Populus, Hadrian thought with amusement as he watched the poor blond struggle with his emotions.

Finally Draco seemed to compose himself, "I don't know, Hadrian" He said curtly, sticking his chin up, "Why don't you ask my father."  Rolling his eyes at Draco's manner, Hadrian quickly dispelled the silencing spell and turned towards the front of the shop.

As though he was summoned by those words alone, Lucius Malfoy gracefully strode into the shop and quickly paid for their robes to be delivered to the Manor later that day. Ignoring everyone he walked to the two boys and raised a white eyebrow at his son's crude mask. "Draco, Harry, come along, let us get your wands and....companions. Harry, this is your trunk, I already took the....liberty of purchasing all of the necessary supplies " The older Malfoy said disdainfully while handing Hadrian a shrunken, green and black, trunk and walking out of the store.

As soon as Lucius turned around, Draco smirked, much more confident now that his father was here, at Hadrian and mouthed "Harry" as he followed his father out of the store. Hadrian sighed and turned to thank Madam Malkin who was looking at him sympathetically.

He smiled at her with a small shrug, "Thank you Madam, it was a pleasure."

Madam Malkin smiled back, "You're welcome young man. May I know your name for future reference?"

"Oh, of course, I'm Hadrian Potter." He said as he hid the gleeful smirk trying to inch its way across his face as he watched the shock express itself on her's.

Really, he should make a career out of this.

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"Checkmate." Hadrian said, smirking slightly at the disgruntled blond sitting across from him, as he won his tenth round of wizarding chess in a row.

Draco narrowed his eyes at him, "You're cheating, you couldn't have won again! I am the best at chess." Draco said as he puffed out his chest, "Let's play another round?"