Hadrian Potter

The Train Journey

James POV

When I saw Hadrian at the platform, a wave of loss swept upon me. I didn't realise how much alike Hadrian and Thalia were, watching him I was again struck by his looks, he was so striking, for 16 he was all man.

His clothing and build made him look so dangerous.

I notice many wary faces of parents when looking their way, with Neville by his side they looked formidable, I was surprised then how proud I was, he was what I had envisioned my son to be.

Memories of last night flashed through my mind.

When I saw Hadrian and Neville land in the fire place with Remus and Sirius, I was immediately concerned. They were in such a state, covered in blood and cuts.

Bile rose up to my mouth, I did my best not to throw up with worry. I had only seen such fury on the faces of Remus and Sirius only once in my life and it was when we told them we sent Hadrian away, I remember their reactions were heartbreakingly furious.

Sirius looked ready to kill Hadrian, and I thought Hadrian would do the same.

They were so similar, from their sarcastic phrases one-second and their pure heated anger the next.

They were at a standoff, a pissing match neither would move or back down. Not until Dumbledore stood in, even Dumbledore was angry, I had never seen such a irritated Headmaster.

Whatever the boys did, had a big reaction all right. I was entirely consumed with jealously in that moment, Sirius acted like Hadrian's father, he was mad at Hadrian like I should have been but I felt I had no right.

Sirius was emotional and Hadrian played on his emotions with sarcastic responses, trying to hurt him in his anger.

I confirmed my thoughts, Hadrian was a trouble maker.

To see Hadrian looking at Thalia at the station guilt consumed me again, we ditched Hadrian and had another child. She was loved, but not spoilt like Will. Hadrian adored her already, I knew it, the look on his face gave away as much.

But I was still wary, I didn't know Hadrian, all I knew was that he was one half of the Mortem Brothers.

However I vowed myself that I would do as much I could get to know Hadrian, to make him feel loved.

Hadrian POV

The train was pretty much full but Draco managed to save us a compartment, I dibs one side so I could lounge on the bench like seat, while Nev and Draco sat on the other side.

Mavros then decided to come out and curl up in my jacket that was now on the floor.

"I have a fucking sister," I sighed. Nev looked at me concerned. I was tired of surprises, okay that was a lie, I loved them.

They both let me think to myself most of the journey, except when swapping a few stories of what we've each been up too since we last saw each other.

I was looking forward to seeing, Blaise, Theo, Tyler and Alec. They were my closest friends and I knew Nev was thinking the same. A couple of others were in our group as well but I didn't know them that well.

"Shit," Nev said, a while later, it had started to get dark out. I looked up to see what it was he was looking at.

William fucking Potter, this can't be good.

First a ginger head belonging to one Ronald Weasley poked through the door before strutting in like he owned the place.

That pissed me off.