From some of the reviews in my last chapter, I noticed my readers are complaining that I have turned 180 and made Hadrianus soft, where he had shown his ruthlessness before. (I'm sorry if I miss replying to anyone's review, I was incredibly busy)
My apologies if Hadrianus's pov seemed to be 'too soft to be the son of Voldemort', not tossing around Unforgivables like candies! He is only a child at the moment and I am not going to ruin his chance to enjoy his childhood, beyond the roller coaster he is going to have as a hazard of being The Dark Lord's child and Heir.
However, I have explained my reasoning in this chapter :)
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"Yeah, no." Fenrir quickly stepped in and blocked the giggling Pup from sneaking away with two pieces of cake with his wizardling mates, "Your Old Man told me no more than one piece, and you had enough excitement for the day without adding sugar high to the mix." He lectured, taking the second piece from his plate despite his protests, "And making your eyes googly large at me will not stop me, Pup."
Hadrianus harrumphed and petulantly cross his arms over his chest, glaring mutinously, because Fenrir didn't even bat an eyelash at the younger Nott brother who had two pieces of cake as well. Why Theodoret is allowed two pieces, and he can eat only one piece of the sugary good? Why is he being punished? He deserved two pieces as well. Is it because he hurt the Dursleys?
But father said it was okay!
Fenrir sighed, rolling his eyes as he understood the Pup's dilemma. Unlike what it seems to be in the Pup's perspective, he doesn't care what the wizardlings do, they all can go sugar high and crash in the middle of the hallway or even in the forest for all he cares. He won't even try and rescue them if any other predator of the forest preys on them. It's not like he actually agreed to look after them. The Houdinis never cared for him or his pack member, or even his species, then why would he extend the same courtesy? They are nothing more than some blips in his field of vision. Only the Pup belongs to his pack, thus having his protection. Not them.
"Eat up, Pup. Then I'll take you to your Old Man's quarter. I received word that His meetings are finished for the day."
As expected, the wee slip of a nine-year-old pup perked up immediately like a cub smelling steak, and quickly started to inhale the dessert. When he went to put his plate back, Ms. Linda, one of the Pack members, handed him a napkin with a pointed look and Hadrianus agreed to wipe his mouth and hand with minimal fuss, before racing back to Mr. Hulk who was waiting for them to finish, followed by the Nott brothers. Theodore was both relieved and a little offended to be ignored by the adult werewolves like that, though he didn't complain, not wanting their attention any more than absolutely necessary.
"Oliver, take the others to their wizard," Fenrir ordered his Beta, not wanting to take a chance that he might end up throttling the wizardlings if left alone with them for more than a minute. It caught Hadrianus's attention who looked back at his friend, raising his eyebrow asking if they were okay with it. Theodore smiled a little and nodded, hiding his anxiety and dread to be separated from The Dark Prince. No, he is a big boy. He can deal with it and take care of his brother. He will be home sooner if they go their separate ways. And as much he loved spending time with The Dark Prince, Theodore really wants to go home, now.
Hadrianus stared at his eyes, searching for assurance before nodding back, when he realized Theodore doesn't need him to request otherwise.
"Bye Adrian!" Theodoret, the blissfully oblivious seven years old waved his hand and Hadrianus waved back, wishing both of them good night.
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