𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 [ 𝐇𝐏 ] - 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳

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Atlas Black - the little Slytherin who wanted nothing more than to blend into the background  suddenly gets thrown into the spotlight in the most unpleasant way possible.
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Escape from Azkaban!

Atlas blinked.

His uncle had escaped Azkaban— the most high security prison of all times, and he was after him and the Harry Potter. He rubbed his eyes and shoved the daily profit under his bed before making his way to the bathroom.

Nope, it was too early for this shit.

After changing into a hoodie and a pair of pants, he headed downstairs for breakfast, completely ignoring the Daily Profit. You see, Atlas was a simple boy; he didn't like drama, and he definitely did not enjoy the attention that he was sure he would get when he arrived at Hogwarts. It wasn't that he was shy or anything, it was just that he couldn't tolerate with his immature classmates. Therefore he decided that he would avoid them as much as possible for his own sanity.

Atlas lived in the Black Manor all by himself to avoid being thrown in an Orphanage. His mother, Elladora Black, couldn't care less about the boy. Very much so that she didn't even notice that her son ran away, and the others never cared about him either.

Atlas put down his cereal bowl and grabbed his trunk, he put on a pair of sneakers before apparating to 3/4 platform, where reality hit.

There were whispers, lots and lots of whispers about him. Some even went as far to openly glare at him or back away from him. Atlas mentally scoffed at this, as if he was foolish enough to help his mentally insane uncle. His face held a bored expression as he went on the Hogwarts Express, where he faced another challenge- finding seats.

" Oi, Artie!"

Nope, He did not hear anything. Just keep walking, you're doing amazing, just keep walking.

" ARTIE!"

Atlas squeezed his eyes shut and let out a breath before turning around with a blank stare.

" Why the long face?" Eclair joked, punching him slightly on the arm. Atlas didn't respond but instead continued walking as if nothing happened. Eclair rolled her eyes and ran up to him with a grin plastered on her face.

" Aww come on babe, I know you missed me." She taunted, wrapping her arm around Atlas's.

" We're not together, Cohen. I'm gay, you already know that." He said, annoyed. Though he made no movement of shaking her arm off.

Eclair pouted, " You truly wound my heart Artie."

" Too bad."

Eclair rolled her eyes and dragged him into an empty compartment and locked the door. Her playful mood turned into a serious one. " I'm assuming you read the Daily Profit today, the one about you helping Black escape Azkaban." Atlas nodded his head, raising an eyebrow as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

" Don't tell me you actually believe that crap. Half of the stuff in it is bullshit anyways." He scoffed, hiding the fact he was hurt that his only acquaintance would doubt him. Eclair fidgeted in her seat uncomfortably.

" W-well I mean.. everyone believes it, even my family does... I just, don't know what to think, that's all." She said, adverting her eyes away from him as she spoke.

Atlas shrugged, " It's alright, you have the right to be suspicious." He lied, leaning on his seat.

Eclair let out a relieved sigh, " So.. did you?" She asked slowly, biting her lips nervously.

" Of course not, who do you take me as, a fool?" He said with an edge in his voice.

" Yeah, yeah, sorry Artie. No need to get so worked up." Eclair laughed, all hint of seriousness gone. She took two chocolate frogs out of her bag and threw one to Atlas, who caught it with ease.

" Everyone says he's after Harry, do you think it's true? I reckon it is, I mean, trouble follows him everywhere." She asked, chewing on her chocolate.

" It wouldn't surprise me if it was. He is the boy who lived after all." Atlas rolled his eyes. Eclair nodded. Suddenly, the train stopped. Atlas sat up straight, " We can't be at Hogwarts already. Why are we stopping?" He asked, standing up as he looked around the compartment. Eclair gulped as a rumble was heard on the door. Atlas took a step back, wand in hand as he stood protectively in front of Eclair, who also stood up.

The door opened, revealing a dementor. Eclair let out a quiet whimper as the dementor floated in. Atlas squeezed his eyes shut and grabbed her shaking hand in his. Memories slowly flooded his mind...

" HOW DARE YOU HANG OUT WITH A FILTHY MUDBLOOD! YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO THE FAMILY!" She screeched. An eleven year old Atlas let out small whimpers, the woman smirked, raising her wand, " CRUCIO!"

" W-well I mean.. everyone believes it, even my family does... I just, don't know what to think, that's all." She said, adverting her eyes away from him as she spoke.

" I'm sorry, my mommy says we can't be friends anymore, goodbye Atlas." Aaron said before running away to play with the other children.

" Expecto Patronum!" Yelled a voice. Atlas blinked out of his trance and looked at his friend, who was practically shaking. He put a hand on Eclair's shoulder slowly.

" You two alright?" Asked the Professor, looking between the two. Atlas turned back to him and sent him a curt nod, the colours returning to his face as he pushed the memories out of his head. The Professor nodded his head and handed him chocolate before going away.

Atlas turned back to Eclair, who was grinning, much to his confusion. " So you do care about me." She said cheekily. Atlas jerked his hand back and sent her a cold look, pushing the chocolate in her hands before he went out of the compartment to change without a word.