"Where the bloody hell were you!" Marcus shouted when he saw Hadrian sitting with another book on the couch in front of the fireplace.
Hadrian looked over to Marcus thinking of last night...
A simple parseltoungue, Hadrian stepped into the fire place feeling magic from behind the stone. Welcoming him in he stepped through.
With his wand held in front of him he stepped further into the secret doorway and up the spiraling stairway.
Cobwebs littered the stairway. At the top a solid wall opened, as if by magic, revealing a room. Hadrian stepped through into a medium sized room covered in dust and cobwebs.
It looked like a sitting or a common room with a couple of large armchairs in front of the fireplace with a door to the side cracked open.
When Hadrian went into the room the wall closed behind him. Further exploration revealed a bedroom with a connecting bathroom, a study filled with books and a very large desk, and a third, smaller, room that was empty.
After exploring, Hadrian lit a fire in the grate and soon the room was filled with warmth.
Several cleaning charms were next and he soon had the rooms to rights. A painting hung above the mantle. At first Hadrian really didn't pay attention to it but later it seemed to be watching him. Hadrian approached it and was startled to find what could be himself staring back at him. Wild, messy black hair, along with what Hadrian could identify as some of his own facial features. Bright green eyes that eerily remind him of his own stared back.
It was a simple painting not magical but the one there was somehow familiar to Hadrian but couldn't place it.
Hadrian looked around in the warm light of the fire. A large tapestry hung on the wall going from ceiling to floor. He couldn't make out the family name at the top, it was too faded.
Hesitantly Hadrian reached to rich the tapestry. The moment his blood touched the fabric it seemed to clean and repair itself and even the room. The faded colors brightened and the rips and holes repaired themselves.
Stepping back Hadrian saw the name 'Veca Gimene' at the top.
He examined the tapestry finding it filled with double lines and broken lines connecting one family. He would have to examine it later and find who he is related to since his name was at the bottom.
After going through everything in each room, unable to find exit Hadrian laid down on the couch closing his eyes for a second....
"I looked everywhere for you last night. You just up and left."
"I wasn't gone that long." Hadrian groaned to Marcus.
"Yes you were. Whatever just don't do it again," Marcus huffed "come on let's get going before they send a search party."
The two made their way to the Slytherin common room where they found the group waiting for them. Draco, Blaise, Theo, Tyler and Alec standing around.
Hadrian flashed his once in a while smile to the group. Marcus and him greated their old time friends.
"Hey idiots," Marcus said. Looking at the group, they all grinned. They were a good looking bunch.
"Harry, Marcus, it's been awhile," Tyler grinned cheekily, so unlike Slytherin but with Hadrian and Marcus here nothing was normal.
The school was about to see a different side to the Slytherins, the side they weren't familiar with.
Tyler was just under 6 ft had light brown hair and hazel eyes, he was kind looking that went along nicely with his personality.
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The Joker Rising
Fanfiction*This story is complete and will not updated any longer check out the revamp When Blood Comes Calling.* A strange turn of events, a mysterious baby is left on the front steps of Sunderland Orphan Asylum. He has only one name on the blanket which r...
