Harry Potter's New Life

Who were you?

When my body had stopped racking with sobs every time I moved I relaxed into them, my brain wasn't quite functioning right, I suppose that would be because I just had many mind altering potions and spells removed from me. My breathing was still ragged but at least I wasn't as much of a mess. Riddle had been running his hand through my hair for the entire time and Snape has his head buried into my hair, it was like something out of a movie.
"Hadrian," Riddle's voice was still rough and sounded a bit weak, similar to how screaming would wear out your vocal cords. My breath hitched when he said my name and my mind came back to me causing me to tense again but it didn't seem like I could be completely tense while in their arms. I heard one of them sigh, "Hadrian," Riddle tried again, "We don't know who you were before this, but we are very sorry for anything me may have done to you." He didn't stop petting my hair throughout the entire time I was there, "We were not in our right minds when we did them, I promise you that." I heard Snape hum in agreement. I was shaking again, my fear had returned to me but I couldn't seem to take myself from their arms. Another sigh came from the chest my head was on, and the hand petting my hand left to take my arms and push me away slightly. Fear gripped me when I was pushed away, fearing this was when they would strike. Another's hand took my head and forced me to look at them, it was Snape. He had tears in his eyes. I wanted so bad to reach out and wipe them away but the hands on my arms prevented me from doing so. I think he noticed my worry, even if my mind didn't want me to worry, because he smiled a small smile through his tears.
"We promise you that Hadrian. We would never hurt you if we knew what we were doing." His tearful eyes held so much sincerity I almost burst into tears again.
I opened and closed my mouth multiple times before I finally managed a very small "I know." My mind didn't know but somehow my heart did. It was then that my fathers pulled me back into their arms, this time accidentally hitting October on the way.
"Hey! Watch where you put yourself!" October's haughty voice filled the room and Riddle stiffened. I laughed, a relieved smile playing on my face.
"October." I scolded light heartedly, "Be nice. These are my," I paused for just a moment, "parents." I finished with a smile. It felt so nice to say that. I heard a choking sound above me and looked up to see my fathers staring at me wide eyed, a few tears in one's eyes. My own eyes widened in a bit of a panic, I forgot that no one else could do that. I stumbled over my words for multiple moments, trying to find some excuse, hoping beyond all hope that they wouldn't leave me because of this. Riddle decided then was the best time to laugh, making it so much worse.
"Do not worry little one. It is of no shame that you speak the language of snakes." My father's hearty voice rang through my head when he hissed that. He could speak it too! I guess he must of seen my flabbergasted look because he yet gain laughed, "yes little one, I can speak the language too. I'm glad you can as well" His smile was like sun on a rainy day, it filled me with some type of warmth that I couldn't explain, it was almost like pride, or at least what people described pride as. I felt my lips tip up in a timid smile, which only succeeded in making Riddle smile even wider.
"I'll take it that went well instead of bad?" Snape's voice cut through the moment like a knife, Riddle chuckled slightly before responding with a quiet "yes." I grinned like a Cheshire Cat when Snape chuckled too. This was nice.
"So your father can speak with us as well?" October questioned.
"Yes October, he can speak with us." My grin followed me when I looked towards her. My eyes flickered over to my fathers who were staring at me intently, making me very uncomfortable. I shifted my gaze away and moved around for a moment or two, waiting for them to say something.
"Well," My head snapped towards Snape as he said that, "are you going to tell us who you were before you found out?" He sounded mildly amused but I don't think he knew what he did to me by saying that. Shame gripped my very being as I looked away, unable to meet their eyes. They would hate me for who I was, no matter what potions or spells they may have been under, everyone hates one part of me, and this was the most likely part they would hate. I didn't want them to know about it. I didn't want them to send me away, like I knew they would. I felt the worry radiating off of them in waves when they noticed my behavior.
"Hadrian, who were you?" Riddle's voice was soft but commanding, very different from Vernon's but still scary. I closed my eyes and shook my head, praying that they wouldn't push it. Of course they did. "Hadrian please. We have to know what we have done to you. Who were you?"
I felt a tear fall from my eye as I forced my mouth open and my throat to loosen, "Harry Potter." My voice was barely above a whisper and my voice shook with each vowel but they heard me. Both Riddle and Snape gasped in horror, most likely towards me and I shrunk into myself, hoping to avoid too much punishment. It was silent, completely silent. I could hear every breath, every shuddering breath I took. My tears came faster, flowing down my face just barely slower than they did when I found my parents, and yet here they were, about to send me away for good. I felt arms wrap themselves around me and cried out in alarm and in pain, but whoever they were didn't seem to notice. The arms crushed me into the bodies in front of me, voices rushing over each other in a desperate attempt to apologize, or at least that's what it sounded like. I whimpered pitifully when the arms pushed into a particularly sensitive area of my stomach that hadn't healed properly yet. They immediately loosened but still held onto me tightly as one went silent, deciding that instead of bombard me with apologizes, they'd try to find out why I whimpered without causing me too much pain.
"Hadrian, Hadrian I'm so sorry. We're so sorry! We didn't know, we shouldn't have done it either way but we didn't know! Please you have to forgive us! I don't kno-" Riddle cut the professor off by holding up a hand.
"Hadrian. Are you in pain?" There were so many emotions rippling around the room that I couldn't even think before my body responded. I was nodding before I even had a chance to consider lying. I felt both of them tense. "We're do you hurt?" My hand moved to my chest on its own, the pain was growing, I think whatever pain medication they gave me was wearing off because the pain was much worse than I remembered it to be. It was just in my chest but that was were it centralized itself. Riddle pushed me to arms length, I couldn't protest even if I tried at that point, my body was too overcome with the sudden onslaught of pain. It was so much worse then Vernon. Snap quickly grasped the fabric that covered my chest and lifted it to my nose, gasping at whatever he saw there. Fear gripped me when I remembered that was were the worst bruises from Vernon were displayed, my body didn't allow itself to move but I could feel the fury radiating off of my parents and I did not want to know who it was directed at,