Hadrian Potter

The Platform

Sirius POV

I was fucking fuming, the state of them. They were a mess, blood and bruises covered their bodies and clothing. I was so angry, I didn't know what I would do. 

I was so worried when the aurors, that was supposed to be guarding them, stood aimlessly in the pub. Saying they were being chased by something, they did not however know what, one had even wet themselves. 

It was then I knew it was Harry and Neville's doing, they wanted to get away, but to do what?

To see them then stumble in through the door, was heart wrenching. I loved them like sons already and couldn't think of them being danger. 

I knew it was ridiculous as there were so used to fighting but they were so stupid putting their lives on the line for fucking fun, it hurt to know they didn't care how it would make me and Remus feel.

 I had never seen him so angry either, it would have been frightening if I wasn't so angry myself.

Hadrian POV

We landed in the fireplace, looking around I discovered Kingsley was indeed correct, for all the Order members surrounded a very large table just like last time we were here.

Sirius dragged me, while Remus dragged Nev toward Dumbledore. After conversing quietly, Dumbledore called out.

"Poppy, do you mind checking over the boys?" Dumbledore said a little heatedly, staring at me and Nev intensely he almost looked worried.

I ignored the last thought as I smirked and glanced around the room, they were all looking at us with looks of complete shock and horror. 

God we didn't look that bad. 

James and Lily, were looking extremely concerned, fuck them, Lily even had tears in her eyes. 

Ugh, my face started to throb from the bruises covering my eyes, we didn't fight well tonight, we got so excited it's literally did turn into a brawl.

"What is so fucking funny, Hadrian?" Sirius hissed, pushing me back. I was angry now, I stepped forward so I was chest to chest with him.

It was now a pissing match, as much as I loved him I couldn't deal with his fucking temper.

"You angry now, huh?" Now Sirius smirked, I knew he wanted a reaction and he got one, congrats you won dickhead.

"Sirius, Hadrian enough," Dumbledore's clear voice demanded, we both stepped back, annoyed.

A motherly lady, stepped towards Nev and I, sitting us down on a bench that was conjured up by Dumbledore.

"If you could please remove your shirts, boys," The motherly lady, Poppy was she called? She looked so kind and motherly, it made feel sick with misery. 

Not only did my mother steal it away but the one woman who did treat me with such kindness was no longer here.

I removed my jacket and shirt, Nev did the same. Flexing my muscles hurt, but my face portrayed nothing, like usual when I was emotional and didn't want to show it.

Order members gasped, yeah I know we looked good without a shirt, however I knew it wasn't just our bodies and tattoos that did it, we had multiple scars across our tan bodies old and new, displaying our past lives as beyond dangerous.