Hadrian Potter

Boyfriend

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It was late, the sixth years sat in the Slytherin common room chatting and relaxing, I hadn't spoken to Hadrian since he was dragged out of the Great Hall, Neville had returned but not seen Hades since an apparent fight with James Potter. He didn't say much more, but I could tell it wasn't good.

Every now and then my eyes automatically drifted to the common room entrance from impatience of having not yet seen him.

At last, the common room door opened and Hadrian walked through looking like some sort of medieval warrior, his face still had blood from his cut lip and previously broken nose, he walked like his ribs were broken, it was the determination on his face that made him seem invincible. I wonder what happened with James Potter.

No one mentioned anything about his awful mood when he attacked Pansy, he was obviously extremely angry about what had happened and was taking it out on the only person in the house who didn't know who he was, the stupid bitch.

As he came over he lifted Daphne whom was sat sideways, on a warm cushioned leather arm chair, her legs dangling over the armrest.

Scooping her up he sat in her seat placing her gently on his lap, she didn't move at all, it was like nothing had happened, but I guess it just gave testament to the nature of their relationship.

"What are you guys even doing up?" he asked. Neville just shrugged in response, "I came to find where you fucked off to," he answered.

I cringed at Neville foul mouth, Hadrian was usually worse. Don't get me wrong, I swore when necessary but Neville and Hadrian cursed multiple times in every sentence, totally unnecessary.

I looked up when I heard Hadrian direct his talk at me, "Trace how have you been?" he said grinning, I grinned back happily, "Good, haven't seen you for awhile though."

It was true, I hadn't and I was worried what the situation the boys had gotten themselves into. They had been in America for three weeks before coming back and getting captured.

"How's the old man?" He questioned ignoring what I had said. Frowning, I set my jaw, son of a bitch.

"Fine," I clipped out. He sighed, oh he thought I was going to strop, oh he had no idea.

"Trace."

"Hmm." If he was going to disregard what I had to say, then so was I.

"Answer me." He demanded, his voice was tight and fierce something inside of me was frightened but the stronger and stubborn part stood my ground.

"Hmmm." I knew I was starting to piss him off, by now the group were looking at us both warily, not knowing what was going to happen.

I loved him, and I knew he loved me but we were both so stubborn; therefore arguments were accustomed.

Hadrian moved from his seat, allowing Daphne to sit normally as he stood, he walked to where I sat with my heart beating in my chest, in my throat and in my cheeks. Kneeling down he put his beautiful yet angry face next to mine.

"Trace what is your problem?" He bit out, barely holding down his terrible temper.

I looked up annoyed, "Hadrian if you don't want to talk to me about anything it's fine, but don't expect me to like you." Before I knew it he had grabbed my arms pulling me up next to him.

I saw Neville stand up from from his seat on the sofa where I knew he was watching intently, his face was tensed while his angry eyes were on Hadrian.

Staring at each other Neville and Hadrian conversed silently, neither backing down until sure. I was thankful for Neville's protection, even though I knew Hadrian wouldn't hurt me his anger, I was guilty of feeling frightened in his presence his quick temper was unparalleled to anyone I had every met, therefore Neville's stance was comforting.

"Excuse me one moment while I talk to my sister." Hadrian gave a humourless and tight smile, one that didn't reach his eyes. His grip was tight on my arm as he walked us out of the common room, it wasn't too painful but enough that it would probably bruise.

At times he misjudged his own strength.

I only stood level to his chest his muscled body tripled the size of my small frame and I immediately felt vulnerable in is presence.

"You want to talk?" He laughed, placing a protective charm around us from anyone nearby.

"Of course I do, I haven't seen you in months and you turn up captured by Dumbledore. I was out my mind worrying you idiot, you're my brother." I screamed, tears running down my face. His face stilled and the anger fled, sighing he walked forward placing my head on his chest wrapping his arms around me like he usually did.

"Trace, I'm sorry, I am a idiot." He mumbled, before I knew it I was picked up in his strong arms and we both slid down the wall so we were sitting against it, my body encased protectively in his. The gesture was totally platonic and comforting.

We sat there for awhile before I broke the comfortable silence to speak again, "Oh I was supposed to tell you earlier, but now is as good as any, I have a boyfriend." I blurted. Oh shit, my thoughts were supported by the look that was on Hadrian's face and if I were to ignore the consequences of that look, I would have laughed.

Hadrian POV

What the fuck did she just say? Moving her off me before my anger returned in full force, I stood pacing. From the look on her face she hadn't meant to blurt out her confession, and was immediately regretting it.

Swallowing the red hot lava from deep within my throat, I spoke, "Who?" she looked away from me, biting her lip. "Who?" I asked again, fiercer, she stepped closer as if to comfort me.

Putting my hands either side of her beautiful face, I brought my head closer, as I whispered, "Who?"

Neville POV

Everything that had occurred over the past couple of days, Hadrian's grip on Tracey's arm was the most worrying and angering, leaving me with a taste of resentment.

I had always known Hades anger was at times uncontrollable and unreasonable, my anger too could reach unbelievable heights, but Hadrian was a different story.

I could handle it, I always had, when we were younger his addiction had caused him to be animalistic in his behaviour becoming viscous and cruel. He had come far from those times and I knew he understood his temper more now then ever before.

But it still didn't put me at ease when he gripped her arm, it made my hands shake and my face to heat.

Tracey's voice broke me from my thoughts.

"Hades please!" She said, panicking. Standing I saw Hadrian make his way to Theo who sat in an armchair near the fire.

Theo's face was confused for a moment before he looked at Tracey and back at Hadrian, his face morphed in to something closer to fear and guilt.

He knew why this was happening and he believed he deserved it.