Creaturae Vindicatae

"Severus, I just had a letter I was about to send to you," Lucius said as Severus stepped into his office. Severus sat down and Lucius poured him a glass of Whiskey.

"Well, then I guess it was a good thing I showed up now. I have questions that you might be able to answer. Though I don't really hold out hope that you can answer any of them just yet," Severus stated annoyed.

"You are irritated and upset. Why don't we talk about that first, Severus? It is because of the Potter boy, isn't it?" Lucius asked. He made Severus stand up and sit on the couch with him. Severus sighed heavily and leaned his head back on the couch. It was such a rare sight to see the potion master so unguarded. Lucius just let him take the time to breathe.

"Talk to me, Sev," Lucius said gently after a few minutes.

"I failed Lily and her only son. I went to that horrible man and bargained with my own life if he would just save Lily and Harry. He made me a promise that if I became a spy for him, he would keep them safe. But he didn't, Lily died a month later. Then he placed her only child in the home of her hateful, magic-hating, muggle sister. Petunia and her husband beat and starved that poor boy his entire life, Luc. The husband beat him until he was almost dead and then left him in a pool of his own blood to die alone. Lily's only child died alone in a pool of his own blood, in a room that was locked with six different locks and only a cat flap at the bottom to feed him through. There were bars on his windows, Luc," Severus said all of it so quietly. He had silent tears streaming down his face.

Lucius was horrified. A magical child had been placed with muggles and was abused and starved. Someone needed to pay for that.

"Did Albus know, Sev? Did he know what was happening to that child in that home?" Lucius insisted. Severus nodded.

"He knew, Lucius. He ignored it because he decided it benefitted his precious 'greater good' if the boy was beaten down. So that he would be so grateful to the wizarding world that he would fight for it when The Dark Lord returned. He allowed it. He did it on purpose. Remus was available and willing to take him. Merlin, Lucius I was on the list of magical guardians to take him if no one else was available. I know for a fact that her will specifically stated that Harry was to never go to them," Severus said getting louder and angrier. He stood from the couch and started pacing.

"Can you prove any of that? Severus if you can prove it we can press charges. He won't get away with this," Lucius insisted. "Someone that would allow a magical child to be beaten on purpose should not be trusted with our children."

"He didn't care, Lucius. He immediately changed the room and removed the locks from the door. He altered Petunia's memories and lied to the Aurors. He did it all so easily and without any kind of guilt. He didn't even mourn Harry. He went straight to building a lie that would benefit his narrative. We both know that he lied about The Dark Lord going to the Longbottom house. But who would believe Death Eaters over the 'Lord of the Light'?" Severus snapped out. It was like he couldn't even hear Lucius anymore.

"Severus," Lucius called out. Still, he paced and ranted.

"Now he wants to find a way to control the new Duke Peverell. He sent me here to question if you had learned anything about him yet. He is going to send someone to try and seduce him so that he will fall in line with Dumbledore's plans. All he does is try to find ways to manipulate people. I won't work for him anymore Lucius. I won't tell him anything. Even if you know something, I won't tell," He stopped talking when Lucius grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him.

"Severus, Stop. Take a deep breath. Pull yourself together. Now is not the time to fall apart. It is the time to plan. He won't get away with this. We won't let him. Hadrian will help," Lucius told his friend. Severus closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Lucius let him build his occlumency walls back up and get control of himself again. When he opened his eyes he was composed as if the meltdown had never happened. Lucius let go of him and they sat back down calmly.

"You have already met Peverell. You called him Hadrian," Severus said as he took a sip of his whiskey. Lucius nodded.

"Yes, Cissy and Draco met him first. He commissioned Lady Shafiq to create an entire new wardrobe for himself and his son Teddy. Mahreen asked Cissy to help because she knew it was going to be a big job. Narcissa is organizing a ball for him that he is hosting next month. Draco is completely enamored with him and his son. It is all he has talked about for days. I met with him yesterday to discuss the Wizengamot meeting tomorrow. He will not be Dumbledore's man. He is far too 'Dark' for that. I have a memory in the pensive you should see," Lucius explained to him. Severus just looked at his friend funny.

"I don't think Draco is the only one that is enamored with him. I don't think I have ever heard you talk about someone like this," Severus stated with a smirk. "He must be something else. Show me the memory I would like to at least know what the man looks like." Severus was even more intrigued when a flash of what seemed like jealousy sparked behind Lucius' eyes.

"I am enamored," Lucius finally said carefully. Severus' eyes widened. "He is my mate. I confirmed it with the bank yesterday."

"Then I am very happy for you, My Friend. This is a happy day. Show me your mate, Luc," Severus said with genuine happiness. He knew his friend had been waiting for this for a long time. Lucius nodded and led him to the pensive.

"I don't think I have seen anyone wield magic like that since The Dark Lord back in the beginning. Some of those curses were 'Dark' enough to get him a stay in Azkaban. He will for sure never be Albus' man. I wouldn't be surprised if Albus doesn't try to make a Dark Lord out of him if he finds out," Severus stated when they were back in reality. Lucius nodded.

"He is quite magnificent. Oh, he wants you at his ball. I may have mentioned you while he was brewing. He doesn't like to brew but refuses to buy off the shelf. I told him you do all of our brewing," Lucius slipped into the conversation. Severus glared at him.

"You volunteered me to brew for your new mate as if I don't already have too many responsibilities? And got me invited to a ball?" Severus snapped out. Lucius shrugged and nodded.

"He says he will not only pay you handsomely to brew for him, he will also provide the ingredients, equipment, and the lab. Trust me Severus you would sell the man your liver to brew in this lab," Lucius insisted.

"So what you are trying to say to me is that this man is perfect?" Severus teased. Lucius smiled and chuckled.

"Sounds like it," Lucius said with a shrug. "Will you stay for lunch? Cissy will be glad to see you." Severus nodded and then they slipped into talking about lighter things and Lucius' plans to woo his new mate.

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Teddy was nervous.

He was trying not to show it but he was really nervous. He had insisted on coming with Harry to meet with Remus. Harry was sitting in a chair watching his son pace the floor. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Teddy by the arm the next time he paced close and pulled him down into his lap. He nuzzled his son and rumbled to him soothingly. Teddy whined softly and Harry pressed his son's face into his neck.

"Deep breaths, Kid. Do you want to go home? You don't have to be here for this," Harry told him gently. Teddy shook his head no.

"It's ok, Dad. I can do it. I don't know why I am so nervous," Teddy mumbled into his neck. Harry just combed his fingers through his hair.

"Of course, you do, Teddy. If this situation doesn't call for a bit of nervousness then what does? I raised you to be strong, Kid. You got this. Remember, you can change your mind about telling him who he is to you. It won't hurt my feelings. Just because you acknowledge him as your dad doesn't make you any less mine. Remus is a good man," Harry assured his son. Teddy took a few more deep breaths and then shook his head.

"I don't want to tell him. I just needed a minute. I am ok, Pops," Teddy said finally. Harry hugged him one-handed while still running his fingers through Teddy's blue hair. "Can I just sit here a while longer?"

"Absolutely, Kid. I told you, I am always down for cuddles," Harry insisted. So that is what they did. They sat for another few minutes until Harry heard movement in the house downstairs. Teddy got up out of his lap after another nuzzle and then Harry stood up and slightly in front of Teddy. He didn't know how Remus was going to react to this truth.

Remus stepped into the room with his wand loosely held down by his side. He looked around and his eyes glanced at Teddy standing behind Harry. Then he finally locked eyes with Harry. He breathed deeply and Harry gave him the time to take everything in.

"Where is Harry?" Remus asked finally. He indicated Teddy. "That is not my Godson." Harry shook his head.

"No, he is my son. I am your godson," Harry stated calmly. He was just going to go with it and get it out of the way. Remus blinked and looked him over again. Harry could see him struggling with what he had said. Which was fair.

"You are Harry? You don't look anything like Lily or James. Or the most obvious difference, you aren't an eleven-year-old," Remus said with a bit of humor. There was no way this wasn't a prank of some sort. Maybe it was polyjuice.

"No, I am not eleven. I have been told that I look more like my grandparents. Though I was James' spitting image when I was growing up. All the way up until about eighteen actually. You are actually the one who told me I looked like James' dad," Harry said just as casually.

"I told you this? When?" Remus would play along for now.

"Well for me it was around eighteen years ago. For you, it wouldn't have happened for another six years. It was right before the Battle of Hogwarts started. Right before I lost you," Harry told him. It was hard to keep the hitch out of his voice. Remus noticed it. So did Teddy who moved up beside Harry and tucked himself under his arm.

"It's alright, Pops. That isn't going to happen this time, remember?" Teddy soothed him quietly. He thought he said it quietly enough that Remus wouldn't hear him. But Mooney was pacing just below the surface. The full moon was less than a week away so Remus' senses were enhanced.

"This time?" Remus demanded finally. "What does that mean?" Teddy jumped. He hadn't thought he would hear.

"Oh, right I forgot. He is a werewolf and the full moon is next week. Sorry, Dad," Teddy said with a grin. Harry laughed and just ruffled his hair.

"It isn't just that. Mooney has always had a habit of hearing everything and knowing when I was up to no good. He has ruined many a prank with his sixth sense," Harry teased.

"Mooney," Remus whispered and then he really looked at Harry again. "Explain to me exactly what is going on. Right now before I lose it." Harry nodded and then moved Teddy to sit down in the chair behind him.

" I am Harry Potter. I was born July 31st, 1980. My parents were allegedly murdered on Halloween when I was fifteen months old. Padfoot was thrown in prison without a trial. I was sent to live my mother's sister Petunia. They beat me and starved me on a regular basis. At eleven Hagrid told me I was a wizard and I started at Hogwarts and was sorted Gryffindor. I am not going to go into the details of my years at school because that wouldn't mean anything to you. I met you for the first time when I was thirteen. You told me I looked just like my dad except for my eyes. You said my eyes were just like my mum," Here Harry handed Remus a picture that Hermione had taken of the two of them together that year.

They were standing side-by-side Remus had a scar across his face that he didn't have currently. But it was clear who they were. Remus just stared at it. He cast a quick spell over it to check its authenticity. Remus was shocked when the date showed the years into the future. He just held the photo and indicated for Harry to continue.

"Sirius escaped from Azkaban that year and spent the entire year trying to break into the school. Everyone, including you, thought it was because he was trying to kill me. But he wasn't after me. He was after Pettigrew. He had been posing as a pet rat for my best mate at the time. That was who he was after. We had a confrontation between us, you, Sirius, Peter, and Severus Snape in this very room. That night was a crazy night that ended up with Severus keeping us safe from you when you wolfed out. You and Sirius fought when he tried to keep us safe after you knocked down Severus," Harry stopped and took a deep breath.

"This isn't even important. None of that stuff is going to happen now. I have already changed everything. What is important is that about twenty years or so from now, after I killed Voldemort, the world became a really scary place for creatures. Laws were passed that allowed wixen to hunt down a creature without consequences. I started working against the ministry to sneak creatures out of the country. It was awful. My son is a werewolf. The world was becoming more and more dangerous for him as more countries started falling in line with Britain. The countries safe for creatures were shrinking. Then I was given an offer. The Leaders of Creature Kind called on me. I was Chosen again to fight. I was shown the truth about the people around me. I had been lied to and used by almost everyone that I had trusted," Harry paused for a moment to gather himself so that he didn't get angry.

"What do you mean everyone? Surely, Sirius and I would have never treated you badly," Remus insisted. Harry looked at him sadly.

"You and Sirius never treated me badly. The two of you were the closest things I had to a dad. I lost Sirius when I was fifteen. Bellatrix Lestrange killed him when he was defending me during a battle in the Ministry of Magic. I lost you when I was eighteen. Fenrir Greyback killed you during the final battle," Harry told him and failed to keep a few tears from slipping down his face. He swiped them away quickly.

"Long story shorter, I was given the opportunity to take Teddy and travel back in time to fix everything. To make sure the world doesn't become the same horror it did in my time. It was unsafe for creatures and wixen alike. If you were considered 'Dark' in any way you were either locked away or stripped of your magic and deserted in the muggle world. It was not the world that I fought and literally died for. Lady Magic blessed our decision and has helped every step of the way. So here I am. That is my story," Harry told him.

Remus was quiet and Teddy handed him an album that had pictures of him, Sirius, and Harry together. There were not many but they were authentic.

"What happened to your eleven-year-old self? The papers say he is dead," Remus asked. Harry flinched.

"Well, he is dead. Two of the same soul can not exist in the same timeline at the same time. This was the sacrifice that had to be made in order for me to do what was asked of me. In order to save Wixen and Creature Kind, Harry Potter had to die. And since I have a personal stake in the continued existence and safety of creatures I said yes," Harry answered him honestly.

"Because of your son," Remus stated. He shook his head. Remus was looking at the teenager. James and Lily's grandson. It was mind-blowing.

"Yes, partly. I am also a creature. I am a Drake. So was my father. But neither of us inherited because Albus Dumbledore suppressed our inheritance. My father would have probably looked more like I do now if he had been allowed to inherit. I am this tall and bulky because I am literally a humanoid Dragon," Harry said with a laugh. Teddy snorted.

"Maybe you can talk to dragons now. Oh, Pops, can we go to a dragon reserve and try? I bet you could talk one into letting us ride. If you can talk to dragons does that increase my chances of convincing you to let us get one as a pet?" Teddy asked excitedly.

"Seriously, Kid? We can not get a pet dragon. I told you I am pretty sure it is not legal," Harry said in exasperation.

"But it isn't like anyone would ever know. The place is under fidelius and unplottable. The ministry couldn't find us if they tried," Teddy insisted. Remus snorted.

"If we manage to get Sirius out of prison. Do NOT let the two of them alone to plot. You will end up with a dragon in your backyard," Remus threw out there. Harry snorted.

"Oh, I know. Sirius is not allowed alone with Teddy until I can trust that one of them will be adult enough not to just do the first thing that pops into their minds," Harry agreed. Teddy just pouted.

"I am an adult. I am eighteen," Teddy exclaimed.

"Of course you are, Ted," Harry agreed with a grin. "So do you believe me?" Harry turned back to Remus. The wolf was looking at the pictures. Pictures of a kid he would never get to know in this life.

"Yeah. Yes, I believe you. It is crazy and completely mental, but I believe you," Remus said. "I know you are a grown man but will you let me hug you? You and your boy." Harry of course pulled Remus into a tight hug. Remus was a tall man. He was barely two inches shorter than Harry. Then Harry grabbed Teddy and pulled him into the hug as well. Remus was crying and so was Harry. He rubbed his face in Remus' cardigan and breathed deeply. He smelled like he always did to Harry. Like parchment, books, and chocolate.

"Merlin, you smell exactly the same," Harry said with a hitch in his throat. "I know this is weird for you, Mooney. But I truly thought I would never hug you again. I bet you even have a bar of chocolate in your pocket right now." Remus laughed and pulled back from the hug. He pulled the chocolate out of his pocket and passed it over. Harry laughed as well and took it. He unwrapped it and broke it into threes. He handed one to Teddy, one to Remus, and then took the last piece for himself.

"Seriously, Pops. Is that where you picked up that habit from?" Teddy said with a grin. His dad had always had chocolate in his pocket. He only ever gave it to Teddy or if there happened to be another kid staying at their house waiting to be smuggled out of the country.

"Oh, yeah. Mooney thinks chocolate is the answer to everything wrong with the world. Dementors attack? Here have chocolate. Failed an exam? Here have chocolate. First break up? Have chocolate. He never didn't have chocolate in his pocket to pass around. Especially, when he taught me the Patronus charm third year."

"I taught you the Patronus charm when you were thirteen? Did you succeed?" Remus asked a bit amazed there were adults that couldn't do the charm. Harry grinned.

"Yep. You are a great teacher, Mooney. I produced a fully corporeal stag Patronus by the end of third year. I used it to save mine and Sirius' life when the Dementors came for him," Harry explained.

"That is impressive," Remus insisted. Harry shrugged.

"I taught twenty students to do it when I was fifteen. All of them were able to produce them by the end of that year. They used them to help defend against dementors during the final battle. I taught Teddy to do it at thirteen as well," Harry bragged. Remus laughed.

"Truly amazing. Your parents would be proud...well will be proud when we find them and rescue them. I have learned so much information in the last twenty-four hours. I think I am a bit overwhelmed," Remus admitted.

"Well then, why don't you come home with us? I know you aren't staying anywhere right now so why don't you move in with us for now? We can talk about everything that we have planned, and you can help. If you want your own place, I have a few and you are welcome to one of those since I can't live in more than one place. But I hope you agree to at least stay with us for a while. We have the room," Harry asked.

"Oh, we for sure have the room. What my dad is failing to mention is that we are currently living in a castle. You could have an entire floor to yourself," Teddy said with a laugh. Harry shrugged when Remus gave him a look.

"Seriously, Harry?" Remus replied with a grin.

"So what do you say? Wanna come home with us?" Harry asked. Remus just laughed and nodded. "It is under fidelius so we will apparate to the edge of the ward and I will give you the secret so that you can come and go as you please. Do you have everything you need?"

"Yeah, It is shrunk in my pocket. I don't have much," Remus stated. Harry nodded.

"I know, Mooney. I promise we are going to change the backward laws in this crazy country. Before it is all said and done you are going to be able to own a business, get married, own a home, adopt a baby, or anything else your heart desires that is currently being denied to you because you turn furry once a month," Harry swore to him. Remus inclined his head.

"That is a lovely thought, Harry," Remus said with a sad smile. Harry just clapped him on the shoulder.

"I hold six prominent Wizengamot seats. And I am very determined," Harry told Remus who he had once again shocked. "Until I get the laws settled out, I will put you to work for me and pay you what you deserve. I happen to be looking for a tutor to help Ted pass his NEWTS and I have every confidence in your ability to get him there."

"Really? You were always going to do that, weren't you?" Teddy exclaimed and smacked Harry on the arm.

"Yep, now let's go home. I was planning on spending the day getting ready for the Wizengamot tomorrow. Plus we have a lot to talk about. Like the fact that I am not going by Harry Potter anymore. So just in case anyone is around call me Hadrian or Hades," Harry instructed. Remus nodded and then he side-along apparated with Harry while Teddy apparated himself.

Remus gaped as an honest to Merlin castle was revealed to him. They settled in the house and Remus chose a room on the floor just below Harry and Teddy's floor. Teddy ran off to do whatever he did to keep himself busy. Harry and Remus settled into his study to talk everything over so that Remus was up to speed on everything. Including who his mates were. Remus had been a bit shocked but just rolled with it. That was Remus' new motto. 'Just Roll With It.'

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Dumbledore stood in the Atrium at the ministry and fought not to smile with glee as the new Duke Peverell steadied Nymphadora. The Auror had performed beautifully. She had done exactly what Albus had wanted her to do. Now the two of them looked to be talking very animatedly together. She was touching his arm and he was laughing at something she said. This was going to be easy. Then Nymphadora asked him a question, Albus was assuming about a date like she had been told to do, with a blush.

Then, Peverell smiled kindly and shook his head he said something to the Auror that made her laugh, and then she shook his hand and they went their separate ways. That didn't look good. He was pretty sure the man had just turned her down. Albus was not happy. That should have worked, Nymphadora was a very attractive and fun young woman. He would have to ask her what was said so that he could figure out his next steps.

Albus scowled even further when Peverell was joined by Lucius Malfoy and Nasir Shafiq. The three of them looked like friends as they headed to the lifts. That was not acceptable. Albus was going to have to make sure Peverell knew those two were not 'Light' wizards and he shouldn't let his guard down with them. The Chief Warlock took the next lift to the meeting hall. Lucius and Nasir were in their places but Peverell was nowhere to be seen. Which was normal. He would have to wait in a side room until he was introduced officially and took his seats.

He waited until everyone was settled and then took his seat last like he was supposed to. He banged his gavel for silence and began the meeting.

"We have one order of business to handle before we can get to the reason we are here. There is a new Lord here to claim his seat and join this body of government. So without further ado, the Wizengamot recognizes Lord Hadrian Mors Peverell," Albus announced. When the doors opened the man walked in with confidence and a small scowl.

"Thank you for that introduction, Chief Warlock but you made one error with my title. I am not a Lord. I am a Duke. I am sure it was a simple mistake," Peverell said firmly. Albus was not happy to be corrected in front of everyone like that but he would teach the young man respect later.

"You are right, of course. That was my mistake. You are free now Duke Peverell to announce what seats you are claiming today and what section you will be sitting with," Albus apologized. Peverell nodded and smiled and held Albus' eyes as he announced his seats.

"I will be claiming six seats today. My official title is Duke Hadrian Mors Peverell-Gryffindor-Slytherin-Potter-Gaunt-Sayre. Those are the seats I will be claiming and I know that half of those seats traditionally sit in the 'Dark' section and the other half 'Light'. But I am neither of those. I will be moving all six seats to the Grey Section," The impudent boy announced. How dare he dishonor the Potters and Gryffindor seats by moving them to the Grey section? That was as good as announcing he was Dark himself.

Albus would bring him under heel or he would remove him. This was not acceptable. Albus would not stand for it. He blinked when he heard a throat clear. He looked down at the boy.

"Sorry, you seemed lost in thought. We are all waiting for you to do your part," Peverell admonished him. Albus didn't hide his scowl that time.

"Are you sure, Duke Peverell? Some of those seats have never voted anything but 'Light' Would you dishonor those family traditions by moving them?" Albus couldn't help himself. He ignored the shocked murmurs around the room that he would actually question the man. Peverell frowned at him.

"With all due respect, Chief Warlock, it isn't any of your business what I do with my seats. Now does the Wizengamot accept my claims?" Peverell stated coldly. Albus watched the power flash across his eyes.

"It is quite unprecedented for someone to claim six seats do you have proof of your claims? We must be sure, you understand, before handing one single person that much power," Albus stated smugly. There was no way the man had actually brought proof of his claims. He probably hadn't expected to be questioned. If he couldn't supply the proof that Albus had every right to ask for he would have to leave and Albus would have another two weeks at least to figure out how to handle the man.

"Of course, Chief Warlock. I have it right here on paper if my Lordship rings are not acceptable proof," The arrogant boy said. Albus was once again livid. Peverell handed the papers to the house elf who reached for them to bring to Albus. He looked over the parchment and couldn't find any mistakes that he could use against the man. Finally, he looked up and the boy actually had the audacity to smile at him.

"This is acceptable proof. Thank you for being prepared. The Wizengamot recognizes and accepts your claims to the titles Peverell, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Potter, Gaunt, and Sayre and your choice to move them all to the grey voting section," Albus had to work hard to sound impartial when really he just wanted to curse the arrogant boy. Peverell bowed and then strode forward to take the seat next to Shafiq.

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Lucius was working so hard not to laugh outright in the meeting room. Hadrian was brilliant. He was pretty sure he was a little bit in love with him after that little performance with Albus. Hadrian flashed him a blinding smile when he took a seat next to Nasir. No, Hadrian would never be Albus' puppet.

He wanted to rub it in the old man's face that his plans were going to fail when it came to Hadrian. Lucius had been pissed when he had seen Nymphadora Tonks flirting with Hadrian he had only just barely kept himself from interrupting them. But then Hadrian had soothed every bit of it away by asking Lucius to join him for a drink at his home after the meeting.

The meeting started the way they all did by going over last month's minutes before moving on to the next things. The floor was then opened for new concerns or bill ideas. A few people brought up small law changes and they had made small decisions about them. Then Hadrian stood up and addressed them. Lucius was eager to see what he had to say.

"I have been catching myself up on the events that led to my poor cousin's tragic situation. I came across a very interesting piece of information that I thought you esteemed Lords and Ladies might find a bit enraging. It has come to my attention that the Heir of an Ancient and Noble house was imprisoned in Azkaban without a trial. I confirmed it with a few sources in the ministry including the Minister for Magic and the Head of the DMLE.

There is no record private or otherwise of a trial being conducted before the last living Heir of this line was thrown into prison. I find myself most enraged by this and feel like justice has not been properly served if there is no confirmation or proof that he was truly the one who committed the crime against my family. Because of this, I would like to implore this body of esteemed Lords and Ladies to help me set this wrong right for both my family The Potters and for the last Heir of a Noble line. I move that Sirius Black be allowed his right to a trial that he was denied almost a decade ago," Hadrian spoke with confidence and his voice carried a power that ensured people would listen.

Hadrian was made for public speaking. He was someone that people would listen to...were listening to. Lucius had not known that no trial had been held for Sirius Black. Whether he was guilty or not, it was an outrage that a pureblood from The House of Black had been denied his right to a trial. There were murmurs of outrage from quite a few Wixen. Mostly from the 'Dark' and 'Grey' sections. Hadrian took his seat again and waited. Albus would have no choice but to open the floor to a vote after that. From the look on his face, he was not happy.

"Sirius Black is guilty there was irrefutable proof given to the ministry by the Aurors. There is no reason to open up that old wound on top of recent events, that will be too much for the public to handle right now," Albus insisted.

"And how do you think the public will react when it finds out that its government has decided that wixen no longer have the right to a trial before they are found guilty and thrown in Azkaban? I can promise you that it won't be good. If it can happen to a pureblood son of a prominent family like the Blacks then it could happen to anyone. It would cause panic and anarchy. How do you think Minister Fudge would feel knowing that panic could have been avoided by simply having a trial to confirm what you know as fact, but you refused?" Hadrian once again spoke up.

Oh, yes. Lucius was very much enamored of Hadrian Peverell. Severus was going to love watching Albus put in his place when he showed him this memory later. Lucius watched as many of the wixen around the room made noises of agreement with Hadrian and glared at Albus. Hadrian just held Albus' eyes and arched a brow. 'Your move' they seemed to taunt.

"I don't know why this is even being discussed, Albus. The Duke has proposed a valid subject for a vote. You have no right to deny the right for him to call for a vote simply because you do not agree with the topic. That is the literal point of these meetings and for voting," Lord Parkinson stated.

"Very well, those in favor of granting Sirius Black a trial?" Albus started only for Hadrian to hold his hand up. Albus gritted his teeth. "Yes, Duke Peverell?" Hadrian stood once again.

"Since you seem so reluctant to actually allow a trial I would like to suggest this so that you or anyone else can not shuffle this around and drag it out for years instead of getting to the point. I propose that the trial be held in two weeks. And that Sirius Black is removed from Azkaban and placed under guard in the ministry with at least two guards at all times. This will not only give him time to recover from the effects of the Dementors enough that he can be questioned under truth serum it will also ensure that someone trying to cover up this huge mistake cannot easily get to the man. I am quite familiar with what lengths some people are willing to go to cover up a mistake like this," Hadrian suggested confidently. Albus looked like he was going to argue.

"I think that suggestion is quite fair and a very legitimate concern," Lucius spoke up. He was seconded by many people. Hadrian flashed him another bright smile and once again took his seat. Albus nodded slowly and when next he spoke, he sounded like the words were literally being forced out.

"Of course. Those in favor of removing Sirius Black from Azkaban effective immediately and placing him in a ministry cell to be guarded at all times by at least two Aurors for his safety and for a trial to be held in exactly two weeks' time please raise your wands," Albus stated reluctantly. Lucius and every single person sitting in the 'Dark' section raised their wands. Hadrian raised his wand along with Nasir as well as most of the 'Grey' section. Lucius was surprised to see three people in the 'Light' section raise their wands as well.

"The motion passes. A team will be sent after this meeting to retrieve Sirius Black from Azkaban and place him in a ministry cell until his trial date set for two weeks from today," Albus slammed his gavel down and Lucius swore he glared at Hadrian.

"I would like to propose that one representative from each faction accompanies the retrieval team to ensure that nothing untoward happens to Black between being removed from the prison and arriving at the Ministry," Lady Marchbank suggested.

"Not that I think that is necessary. But very well do we have volunteers?" Albus asked reluctantly.

"Lord Malfoy will represent our section," Lord Flint stated.

"Do you accept, Lord Malfoy?" Albus asked. Lucius nodded.

"I will go for my section," Lord Shacklebolt volunteered himself. Albus nodded.

"Duke Peverell, will you do the honor of representing the neutral parties?" Lord Greengrass asked respectfully. Hadrian inclined his head to him.

"If that is what you wish, I would be most honored to accept," Hadrian said with a smile.

"Well, that is decided then. Lord Malfoy, Lord Shacklebolt, and Duke Peverell will accompany the retrieval team directly after this meeting to get Sirius Black," Albus stated with reluctant acceptance. "Shall we move on to other proposals?" Lucius barely paid attention to much after that. Though it did not escape his notice or anyone else's that when Hadrian voted the majority of the 'Grey' and 'Dark' voted with him. It was his first meeting and already he was standing out as a leader.

Lucius knew it was because he had shown himself to be someone who wouldn't be pushed around by Albus. The old man had been pushing his weight around in the Wizengamot for a long time. It was refreshing for most of them to see someone with true power oppose him without fear.

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Harry was trying really hard not to lose the plot in the middle of the Wizengamot.

It wouldn't look very good for him to burst out into loud laughter right in the middle of the room. That had been far too easy, and he had gotten under Dumbledore's skin from the moment he said his first words. The old man kept shooting him glares throughout the rest of the meeting. When it was finally over Harry had made his way to Lucius with Nasir and allowed the two men to introduce him to the others who wanted to meet him. Which was almost everyone.

They were wasting time until the retrieval team was put together. Finally, the confrontation he had been expecting happened. Dumbledore strode up to him while he was speaking to Parkinson, Greengrass, Lucius, and Nasir.

"If I might intrude for a moment? I would like the chance to officially introduce myself," Albus asked. Hadrian simply nodded his head in an accent. "I am Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts and the Supreme Mugwump of the ICW as well as the Chief Warlock. Though I am sure you have heard of me."

"Unfortunately for you, Chief Warlock, I have only heard of you once. When I spoke with the Account Manager for my late cousin. Apparently, you were his official Magical Guardian, a job you did not take seriously obviously since he was living with muggles and was brutally murdered in a home with inadequate magical protection after you painted a target on his back at fifteen months old. For your greater good of course. Please be assured that you and I have nothing currently to speak about. But you will be hearing from me soon, though I don't expect you will be happy about it," Harry threatened the old man. Then he perked up. "Aww, the retrieval team is ready. Enjoy the rest of your day, Chief Warlock."

Harry turned to Lucius then with a smile and a wink. He watched the blonde fight not to blush.

"After you, Love," Harry said silkily. Lucius inclined his head and began walking, Harry fell in just behind him to cover his back. It was instinct to make sure that his mate's back was covered against attacks from enemies. They were joined by Shacklebolt before they reached the door. Besides the three of them, there were six Aurors and Amelia Bones, the head of the DMLE.

They used a portkey to the edge of a dark lake. It was cold and the water was choppy. There was a guard house and a large boat waiting for them.

"We are here to retrieve Prisoner SB103181. This is the paperwork from the Wizengamot and the Minister for his transfer from the prison to the ministry. This also states that we will not be taking two Dementors with us like usual," Amelia Bones informed the guards. They were granted access and climbed into the boat. Harry seated himself next to Lucius.

"If you know the Patronus charm please cast it when we land. Those of you that cannot cast it stick close to someone that can," One of the Aurors instructed. Harry leaned over and whispered in Lucius' ear.

"Can you cast it?" Harry asked him. Lucius didn't quite suppress his shiver as Harry's lips lightly brushed his ear.

"Yes, but not corporeally," Lucius breathed out.

"Then I will take care of you if you allow it?" Harry whispered back. Lips once again brushing the blonde's ear lightly. This time Lucius only managed a nod. The next time he shivered, Harry removed his outer robe and draped it across his shoulders. He smirked at the look from Lucius. "You shivered. I figured you were cold. Was I wrong?" He asked loud enough for the others to hear.

"No, you were not wrong. Thank you," Lucius responded. Harry nodded and subtly shifted closer. He heard Lucius inhale his smell from the robe discreetly and rewarded him with a smirk that he knew flashed fang. Lucius hid his blush in Harry's robe under the pretense of warding off the wind. Harry turned toward the prison as it came closer. Reapers were flying over the water and kept dipping down closer as if they wanted to touch Harry.

Master, we are happy to be in your presence He heard whisper in his mind.

*I am happy to be in yours as well* Harry thought back and could feel their excitement at his response. They flew a little faster and seemed to almost press closer. There was a strange twittering in the air. *Careful, Lovelies. Don't give us away* Harry warned.

Forgive us, Master. We have waited so long Came the reply.

*Forgiven, Lovelies. I will not make you wait so long to be free of here. I only ask for your patience* Harry asked them.

You have it, Master. We are yours to command

"I have never heard them make that noise before," One of the Aurors whispered. Harry could smell his fear.

"It is quite terrifying. I wonder what caused it?" Shacklebolt responded. Harry smirked and knew that Lucius had seen it. He looked curious and then glanced back and forth between Harry and the Reapers. Then he whispered almost under his breath.

"Mors is Latin for Death. Peverell," Harry didn't catch what he mumbled after that. "Hallows." Was the last word Harry heard. Then he glanced up at Harry again. Harry just held his finger up to his lips in the universal sign for 'Shh' and then turned back to face forward.

His little Veela had a very quick mind. He had always known that though. They finally made it to the bank and Lucius handed Harry back his robe. Harry pulled it on and then cast his Patronus when the others did. His Patronus was no longer a stag it had changed many years ago. Now it took the form of a thestral. Harry thought it was quite fitting now that he knew he was the Master Of Death. His Patronus walked in front of and beside Lucius. However, the Reapers never got close enough to cause an issue.

"What kind of creature is that?" The Auror closest to him asked. He was looking at it curiously as were the others.

"It is a thestral. That is the stead that pulls the carriages at Hogwarts. They are invisible to most people. You can only see them if you have been touched by Death," Harry was happy to explain. He knew it made most people feel better to talk when they were at Azkaban. He had transported many people back and forth back when he had been an Auror.

"You mean they aren't pulled by magic?" Amelia asked. Harry shook his head no.

"Nope. That would be thestrals. They look scary but they are quite gentle. I have been able to see them since I was around fifteen," Harry answered her.

"Oh, did you go to Hogwarts? I was under the impression that you were not from around here," Shacklebolt asked curiously.

"No, I was homeschooled. My family moved a lot for my father's job. He was a curse breaker. Even though we didn't need the money it made for a very interesting life. We came across a herd of them in the Amazon. And naturally, I became obsessed with learning about the creature a lot of people couldn't see," Harry lied easily. He was getting good at this.

"Well, here we are. Sirius Black," Amelia said as they stopped in front of a cell with a large dog curled up in it. At the sound of his name, the Grim perked up and turned back into a man who remained sitting on the floor. Harry had forgotten how bad Sirius had looked in those early days right after his escape.

"To what do I owe the honor of this visit?" Sirius croaked out. Harry wanted to smirk. Sirius would forever be the jokester.

"It was brought to the Ministry's attention that you never received a trial. This gentleman here," Amelia pointed to Harry. "Has petitioned that you receive one as it is your right. You are to be immediately removed from here and Dementor presence so that you may spend the next two weeks in the ministry recovering enough that you can be questioned under truth serum in front of the Wizengamot. You will be guarded by two Aurors at all times to ensure your safety as requested by Duke Peverell. Do you understand?"

Sirius had not taken his eyes off of Harry though since he had been pointed out. He glanced up at his scar. Harry never bothered to cover it no one was looking for the famous scar on a thirty-six-year-old. Sirius glanced at it and then into Harry's eyes. He even glanced down at a small scar on Harry's chin that he knew had been there all of his life. He didn't know where it had come from though.

"Harry, how long have I been here? What year is it?" Sirius asked desperately. He reached a hand out to him. Thankfully, everyone just assumed he was crazy from being in prison for a decade. Plus, he was a Black and they were known for their madness.

'Hi, Pads' Harry mouthed when no one was paying him attention. Sirius started crying and nodded. He let the Aurors put cuffs on him and didn't fight at all. He climbed into the boat and Harry sat with Lucius right across from him.

"Come to gloat, Malfoy?" Sirius asked quietly with a sneer. Harry 'tsked' him and shook his head.

"None of that. Lucius has come to make sure that you arrive safely into ministry custody. Do you understand?" Harry admonished just as quietly. Sirius looked at Harry and then back at the blonde.

"He smells like you," was Sirius' response after a few minutes of looking at them. Harry pressed his leg against Lucius'. Sirius watched it all with sharp eyes and then nodded as if that answered his unspoken question. "Mooney."

"Safe," Harry responded simply. Sirius nodded again and then turned to look out over the water. He watched the stars and closed his eyes to breathe deeply. It probably felt so good to simply feel the wind on his face after so long denied. Harry didn't know how Sirius knew who he was but the Grim didn't doubt it even after being told what year it was. He was thankful though because it kept the man calm. Sirius trusted Harry.

Harry knew Lucius was going to have so many questions and was going to answer every one of them honestly and fully as soon as they got to his house today. He would never lie to his mates if he could help it. He had planned on telling him the truth anyway the moment he came to him about being his mate. They were silent the rest of the boat ride.

When they arrived at the Ministry, Shacklebolt excused himself. Harry and Lucius stayed with the Aurors and witnessed Sirius being registered and placed in his cell. They listened as the orders were given about his guard duty. Sirius looked up at Harry when they were all finished.

"Behave, Siri and I will make sure you never see Azkaban again," Harry promised quietly where only Lucius could hear him. He slipped a ring onto Sirius' finger and then glamoured it so that no one saw it. Even with a detection spell. It had the symbol of the Hallows on it. Harry had felt when Death slipped it into his pocket. "This will let me monitor you from anywhere. No one will be able to poison or hurt you without my knowing. Understand?" Sirius nodded. Then Harry placed his hand on the small of Lucius' back and led him back up to the Atrium.

"Are you still up for joining me at home for a drink, Love?" Harry asked him quietly.

"Like you are going to get out of an explanation for everything that just happened?" Lucius snipped at him. Apparently, he had reached his limit of not knowing what was going on. However, Harry was having none of his attitude. He lightly pinched Lucius' waist in reprimand.

"Watch your tone, Darling. A simple yes would have been fine. I fully intend to answer all of your questions. I will never keep things from you," Harry admonished him lightly. Lucius blushed and dipped his head down and to the side slightly to show he was sorry. He made a small chirrup noise that only Harry heard as well. Harry rubbed his thumb gently over where he had pinched him and rumbled back. "Forgiven."

Lucius lifted his head back up and flashed Harry a small smile which Harry returned. He led Lucius to the closest floo.

"The new password is 'Veela'," Harry said quietly as he indicated for Lucius to go first. Then he followed his mate through the flames.

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Lucius was both happy and confused.

There were too many questions and not enough answers. But Hadrian had promised to answer all of them. He intended to see just how honest the Drake planned on being with him. He didn't have to wait in the receiving room but a moment before Hadrian stepped out and once again led him with a hand at the small of his back. Lucius allowed it because he loved the feel of it against him.

He knew there would probably be speculation or gossip about them because of it but he couldn't bring himself to care. Hadrian had been magnificent during the Wizengamot. Putting Albus in his place had been spectacular, especially him threatening the man right before they walked out. The feel of his lips and breath against his ear had been almost too much and then being surrounded by his scent.

But almost every moment after that had created questions. Ones that he hoped Hadrian was honest about. Once they arrived in Hadrian's office Lucius was once again led to the couch. He sat down while Harry fixed them a drink and brought them over. Instead of sitting next to him, Hadrian sat on the coffee table directly in front of him. He was so close their knees touched.

"Ask your first question, Lucius," Hadrian commanded gently. Lucius nodded he was going to ask about the Dementors.

"Do you know who your mate is?" Is what came out of his mouth instead. Well, that hadn't been the plan. But he had asked it so now he would wait. Hadrian smiled.

"Yes. Do you know much about Drake?" Hadrian responded with. Lucius nodded. He flipped through his mental library and looked through what he had learned in the past.

"A little but probably not as much as you do. That is what you are isn't it?" Lucius asked. Hadrian nodded and then all at once Harry had horns, claws, scales, and most of all huge black and green wings. He was spectacular.

"For Dominant Drake, the more powerful you are, the more submissives you are destined for," Hadrian stated calmly. Lucius had known that it was in the book he read.

"I remember reading that. Even though you keep your magic hidden away I know you are quite powerful. Draco showed me the memory of your duel. So, you have more than one. How many do you have?" Lucius asked carefully. Maybe Lucius was not his first mate. What was he thinking? Of course he wasn't, he already had Teddy.

"Three. I have three submissives that are destined to be mine," Hadrian responded. Well, that wasn't so bad. Lucius could handle two others.

"You say that as if you have not mated any of them yet," Lucius pointed out. Hadrian smiled at him.

"Because I haven't. Teddy's mother was not my mate. You are the first I have met so far, Little Veela," Hadrian purred at him. Lucius shivered. The man across from him smirked. "Cold?" Lucius blushed.

"Not cold. How long have you known I was yours?" Lucius asked. Hadrian seemed to think about it.

"A week," He answered. But that wasn't right. Lucius counted the days in his head. He hadn't met Hadrian yet a week ago.

"That is impossible. We hadn't met until three days ago," Lucius pointed out. Hadrian simply shrugged.

"And yet I will never lie to you. I have known for a week that you were mine. I also know the identity of the other two even though I have not met them yet here," Was Hadrian's very confusing response.

"What does that mean?" Lucius asked. Hadrian hid all of his creature attributes. And looked at Lucius very seriously.

"Your word, Darling that anything discussed today will never cross your lips outside of this home and the people who live in it? I will not require a vow from you. If you give me your word, I will accept that as fact," Hadrian asked him. Lucius nodded.

"I give you my word, Hades that I will not break your trust. I will hold your secrets close as if they were my own," Lucius swore honestly. He would never betray Hadrian's trust. Not even the Dark Lord could wrest the information from him. Hadrian nodded.

"I am not from here," Hadrian stated but Lucius already knew that. Hadrian held up his hand as if he knew what Lucius was thinking. "Not here as in Britain. I was actually born in Potter Manor and raised in Surrey. I am not from here as in, this time. I am from twenty-four years in the future. The details of all of that can be explained later. The gist of it is. I am Harry Potter. The Dark Lord returned when I was fourteen years old. I killed him again when I was eighteen years old. Three years after the end of the war things started to change. 'Light' wixen lost their minds and started passing laws that ultimately led to all creatures being hunted and murdered without consequence. Anyone with a 'Dark' core was stripped of magic and banished to the muggle world. Creature Kind as well as Wixen as a whole were dying out. Are you with me so far?" Hadrian asked him. But Lucius was in shock.

Harry Potter. He looked up at the scar on his forehead that extended down to his eyebrow. The famous lightning bolt that he never attempted to hide. Black had called him Harry. He defeated the Dark Lord for a second time when he was only eighteen. Lucius knew he was powerful enough, he could feel it. Slowly he nodded.

"Yes, I am still with you," Lucius confirmed. Harry nodded and then petted Lucius' knee as if pleased with him.

"Good boy," Hadrian praised and didn't that just make Lucius feel all kinds of tingly? "I was called to a meeting of the Leaders of Creature Kind. They revealed a lot of truths to me including who my true mates were. They showed me the truth of Dumbledore's manipulations. He suppressed my Creature. Stole from my vaults, faked his own death, and used his new identity to become minister for magic. The depths of his sins are boundless. I will discuss all of them with you later I promise. They aren't important to the story per se. Anyway, with the blessing of Lady Magic, my son and I were sent back in time to fix all of the things that went wrong with the world. So that is why I am here. That is the true story of where I came from and who I am," Hadrian finished explaining.

Lucius was reeling, it was an unbelievable story. He searched Hadrian's face and was grateful that he remained quiet to give him time to process that bombarda of information. He had found his mate, his mate was from the future, and his mate was Harry Potter. These were the facts as he had them right now. Going no further, were these things that he could handle? Could he accept this situation for what it was and go with it?

He looked up and locked eyes with Hadrian who was still just silently waiting for him to process or decide. He wasn't going to try and do anything to influence Lucius' right to choose. Accept this and him or don't. But Lucius had waited for this man for seventeen years. He may not have known his name or his story, but he knew he was out there, and Lucius had waited for him. Now here he was. He may come with a fantastical story, but he was still meant for Lucius.

"In your time," Lucius started. He was curious. "When the Dark Lord returned. I followed him, didn't I? You and I were not on the same side of the war." Hadrian shook his head.

"You tried to kill me many times and almost succeeded once or twice. Despite that, I knew that you, like many others were only doing what you needed to protect your families. When the war was over and the trials started, I spoke on your behalf. They wanted to throw you into the veil, but I asked that you only receive a stint in Azkaban. Too many wixen had been lost during the battle. Of course, things went horribly wrong a few years before your release date, and you were executed for being 'Dark' and a creature. I kept Narcissa and Draco safe though. Neither one of them served any prison time. Draco got to return to school and take his NEWTS. Narcissa moved to France for a while," Hadrian told him honestly.

"You don't hate me for trying to kill you and opposing you during the war?" Lucius asked. He didn't understand how this man could have no hard feelings about that. Hadrian chuckled and caressed his face gently, fleetingly.

"I am not a child, Darling. I have had nearly twenty years to move on from the war. To look at things from a father's point of view. To realize there isn't much I wouldn't do to keep Teddy safe. I don't know if you have realized this just yet, but I am not exactly 'Light'. For me, it is done and over with. For you, it hasn't happened and will never happen. Therefore, it is inconsequential. I do not hate you. I do not hold actions against you that you haven't even done," Hadrian assured him. Lucius didn't know how he had gotten so lucky to have this powerful, kind, dangerous, compassionate man as his fated mate.

"You are quite spectacular," Lucius said out loud without meaning to. Hadrian chuckled and Lucius blushed.

"Next question, Darling. I know you have more," Hadrian prompted gently.

"Will you tell me who your other mates are?" Lucius asked.

"Yes, but not right this moment. There will be time to talk about it later," was the Drake's reply. Lucius nodded.

"Will you accept me, as your mate?" Lucius asked quietly looking at his hands. It needed to be asked. He felt a large hand grasp his chin gently and tilt his face up.

"Yes, Lucius. I would be honored to be your mate if you will have me," Hadrian told him firmly. Lucius blushed and nodded his head.

"I will have you. I have waited a long time to find you. I will not give you up simply because your story is complicated," Lucius said with feeling. Then Hadrian leaned forward slowly giving Lucius time to pull away if he wanted to. But Lucius had no intention of pulling away. Hadrian's hand slid from his chin to cup the back of his neck. Then he firmly but chastely pressed his lips to Lucius'. It lasted only a moment, but it had lit a fire in Lucius. He was disappointed when Hadrian pulled back. He must have pouted.

"No pouting, Darling. You have more questions and I want you to be able to ask them all," Hadrian told him. "Next question." Lucius sighed. He did want answers.

"The Dementors were reacting to you today. Why? I have a theory, but I want to hear what you have to say," Lucius asked. Hadrian nodded.

"First of all, they are not called Dementors and don't like being called that. They are Reapers. They react to me because I am the Master of their Master," Hadrian answered. "The noise was because they were excited I had come."

"You are the Master of their Master. Peverell is the name of the original brothers from the old story about the Deathly Hallows. You have them, don't you?" Lucius asked the man sitting across from him. Hadrian's eyes seemed to suddenly glow with power, and he seemed bigger somehow as if he suddenly took up more room than his physical body. Lucius could swear he saw the cloaked figure of Death, scythe and all, looming over the dominant male. "You are the Master of Death."

"Yes. I am the Master of Death. I carry the Cloak of Invisibility, I have mastered the Stone of Resurrection, and I wield the Wand of Elder. Lady Death calls me Master and the Reapers will answer my call," Hadrian admitted. Lucius simply looked at him in awe. This was his mate. This man looked dangerous and not of this world. But Lucius was not afraid. He had always longed to be cared for, protected, and cherished the way a Submissive is supposed to be. This man would do that for him.

Then from one moment to the next, the power in the room dissipated and Hadrian was once again grinning at him in that lopsided way that made his heart flip. Merlin, this man was mercurial.

"Next question, Darling," Hadrian prompted.

"Sirius Black is innocent," Lucius stated.

"That isn't a question," was the reply.

"Who caused your parent's death and murdered the muggles? It wasn't Sirius Black," Lucius amended.

"Peter Pettigrew betrayed my parents and killed the muggles. Then he set Sirius up and Dumbledore threw him in prison so that he could not take me and raise me in a home full of love. Sirius would never allow the old man to control me, so he needed him out of the way," Hadrian elaborated. Lucius nodded. He had figured that much already after talking with Severus. Then something caught his attention.

"You said betrayed your parents. Not, caused their murder. Why?" Lucius asked.

"Another thing I learned was that my parents along with Regulus Black did not die when the world thought they did. Currently, all three are alive. Dumbledore has them somewhere. The three of them didn't die until I was sixteen. I currently have people searching for them. I am going to rescue them, and Dumbledore is going to pay with his life," Hadrian responded.

"They are all alive?" Lucius said in shock. Hadrian nodded. "I will help you in any way that I can, Hadrian."

"Do you have more questions, Darling?" Hadrian asked him. Lucius thought about it. But there wasn't anything that he wanted to know right this moment. Well, maybe one thing.

"Do you want to be called Harry?" Lucius asked. Hadrian grinned and shook his head no.

"Harry Potter died three days ago. It was the price that had to be paid for me to travel back. I am Hadrian Peverell witnessed and accepted by Lady Magic. That is why that name appeared on your test when you went to confirm me as your mate," Hadrian responded.

"Then I have no more questions," Lucius said finally. Hadrian grinned and leaned forward sliding his knee between Lucius' legs.

"I have one question of my own, Darling. If I may?" Hadrian asked quietly. Lucius nodded and took a deep breath. "When are you and Draco moving in? Now that it has been established that you are mine, I can't stand the thought of you being anywhere else but in my home. I want your scent to sink into these walls so that I smell you everywhere. I want my sheets to be drenched in your scent. I want you covered in mine so thoroughly that even a regular Wixen with human senses can smell me on you and know that you are mine. I know you carried Draco and that makes him mine as well. This is where the two of you belong."

Lucius was struggling. He wanted so badly to just fall into this man's arms. Merlin, the words coming out of his mouth in that tone were sinful. He wanted to tell him right now. I will never leave again. But that wasn't realistic. He had things that needed to be arranged and taken care of first.

"Will you give me time to get things handled that need to be taken care of? I need to file for my divorce and speak with Draco and Narcissa about what timeline works best for everyone. Will you let me do that?" Lucius asked him.

"I will give you whatever time you need. I am not unreasonable. I can be patient. But I want to see you every day, Darling. Even if it is only for a meal. Bring Draco as well. Can you give me that?" Hadrian asks him and Lucius melts. He is going to handle business as quickly as possible.

"That is a perfectly reasonable request. I don't want to be apart from you for long either," Lucius agreed with him.

"I will tie you into my wards so that you can come and go as you please without needing a password. Bring Draco as soon as it is convenient and I will add him as well," Hadrian told him. Lucius agreed and Hadrian moved to sit next to him on the couch. They sat pressed close together and talked for another hour before Lucius needed to go. He needed to talk with Narcissa and Draco so they could decide as a family when a good time to start making moves would be.

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Albus was furious.

All of his best-laid plans were falling to ruin. All because of one small insignificant child. Harry Potter, this was all his fault. If Albus could raise him from the dead, he would just so that he could kill him again. He picked up a bauble off his desk and flung it at the wall.

He had left the meeting room after that awful man had threatened him and gone to find Nymphadora. Apparently, she had asked the man for drinks, but he had informed her he had no interest in women. Albus was curious if he could sway the man with Bill Weasley. The last time Albus had seen the young man he looked like someone any man would be interested in.

Albus would need to speak with Molly. He had to get that man under control before he ruined everything. Bill would be able to get close and convince the man to drop whatever nonsense accusations he was planning to level at Albus. The man was already threatening his plans by trying to get Sirius Black a trial. But Albus was going to take care of that. Sirius Black would never see that trial. He would die in that cell in the ministry. His days were numbered.

Severus was bringing him no news about Peverell from Lucius. It was clear to Albus that they were friendly, Malfoy knew more than he was saying. He didn't understand what was going on that Lucius wouldn't even tell his son's Godfather anything about him. Perhaps Albus was thinking about this situation completely wrong.

He sat down abruptly. Maybe the man couldn't be brought to his side at all. Perhaps there was nothing 'Light' about him. He did have Slytherin and Gaunt among his titles. He showed up out of nowhere and immediately had the backing of most of the 'Dark' faction and the 'Grey' faction. He was ruining Albus' plans at every turn. Had been openly disrespectful and even threatened him in front of everyone.

This was brilliant. What better way to take over the world? He didn't look anything like himself after all. But Albus was a smart man and he had underestimated him. Albus laughed. It was so obvious to him now. The time he had been warning everyone about had happened right under their noses. Now it was time to plan and prepare for war. He needed Neville Longbottom. He needed to get the boy ready to fight. Albus had figured everything out.

Hadrian Peverell was Lord Voldemort.