Harry Potter and the CreepyPastas

Chapter 17

When Hadrian returned to Slender mansion, he went to inform Slender that everything was taken care of, mainly to give a more in-depth report. 

"The entire place is destroyed. Fiendfyre is an amazing thing. No evidence, nor bodies," Harry claimed.

"Good work. Go get cleaned for dinner, I can smell the hospital smell on you," Slender answered telepathically.

"Great. I'm going to meet my godfather tomorrow, he's getting released from the hospital afternoon," Harry said, leaving the room.

"Aright, Harry," Slender replied.

The next day, Hadrian was gone before breakfast, as was Asmodeus, much to the surprise of everyone there. He had gone to Knockturn once more.

Hadrian strolled around Knockturn Alley, using his metamorphing ability like he owned the place. He had already had to deal with a few vampires and a few hags trying to hustle him and harm him in some way. They quickly learned not to, some will not be doing anything again, mainly the vamps that didn't learn the first time.

He checked out a few shops he had missed last time. He also stopped at the book store they had and got a few of the new books they had for sale. He decided to also get his knives charmed, mainly so that he can summon them whenever and where ever, that way he can keep his magical knives a secret for a bit longer. Then he got some food and picked up some treats for Asmodeus. 

When he finished he left the alley and headed to St. Mungo's. When he arrived, Sirius and Remus were just leaving.

"Welcome back into society, Sirius. Where everything is shit and you should have stayed inside," Harry says, walking up to them, changing his eyes to his Avada Kadevra green, so that they recognized him, before changing them back.

Sirius broke out in a peal of roaring laughter. Remus managed to keep himself together enough to just chuckle a little.

"So how long have you been waiting?" Remus asks.

"Oh, I've been here since breakfast. I only get sent to do things when the person I'm staying with notices I am starting to get restless. It helps keep accidents from happening," Harry replied.

"You mean accidental magic?" Sirius asks, looking confused.

"Nope. I haven't had an accidental magic incident in almost a year. Granted, I didn't have many to start out with. My first accidental magic was apparating," Hadrian states.

"How did that happen?" Remus asks, looking impressed.

"My oaf of a cousin decided to try to play his favorite game again. So, I ran. I was constantly thinking that I needed to get away, a high place away from him and his friends," Harry answered.

"What was his favorite game?" Sirius asks, clearly not going to like the answer.

"Harry Hunting," Harry answered.

"What happens when they caught you?" Remus asks, also dreading the answer.

"I usually ended up black and blue. Maybe a few broken bones, nothing a good night sleep couldn't fix," Harry answered, brushing their worry off.

"What do you mean?" Remus asked.

"I learned how to heal myself at a young age, with magic. It happened at first on accident, but afterward, I figured out how it worked. Any injury I can heal pretty quick," Harry answered, not sure why he was answering so honestly.

"Where are they?" Sirius growled out.

"Dead," Hadrian answered bluntly.

Sirius immediately calmed down, albeit he was a little worried about how they died, "How did they die?" he asked, giving in to his curiosity.