Friends, Both Old and New
Hadrian’s POV -
Hadrian found an empty compartment and sat down. He watched through the window as families said goodbyes to their children. He noticed the Malfoys appearing on the platform. Teleportation, I believe they call it appreciation, I think? Apparition? Something like that. Just as the clock struck 10:59, he watched a family of redheads appear through a wall. Must be the muggle way of getting to the platform. They were dragging large trunks behind them. Must be muggleborns if their mother didn’t shrink their trucks. The redheads hopped on the train as fast as they could and the train left the station mere seconds later.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the compartment door. Hadrian opened the door and found two girls standing outside.
“This is Hannah Abbott, Heiress to the most ancient and noble house of Abbott and I’m Susan Bones, Heiress to the most noble house of Bones, may we sit with you?” The girl to the right said. Heiress Bones had red hair while Heiress Abbott had blonde hair.
“Hadrian Peverell-Potter, Lord of the most ancient and esteemed house of Peverell, well met,” Hadrian replied before moving out of the doorway.
The two girls sat down before Heiress Abbott asked, “Potter? As in Harry Potter?”
“I would prefer it if you called me by my preferred name,” Hadrian said plainly.
“Oh, of course, Lord Peverell-Potter, I meant no disrespect. It's just, that no one expected the Boy-Who-Lived to follow traditions,” Heiress Abbott hastily corrected.
“It's fine, no harm done,” Hadrian replied.
“What house do you think you’ll be in?” Heiress Bones asked.
“Probably Slytherin, what about you?” Hadrian asked.
“Hufflepuff,” the two girls said at the same time. “Oh, and please call us Susan and Hannah, we’ll be together for at least 5 hours, and calling us Heiresses will get annoying very quickly.
Hadrian smiled, before saying, “Then please do so for me as well.”
He pulled out his truck from his pocket. *Engorgio* Hadrian said mentally. The trunk grew back to its original size. Heiresses Bones and Abbott, Susan and Hannah gasped. Hadrian opened the trunk and took a book out of the library compartment. He took out Wizengamot Dos & Don’ts , before mentally saying *Reducio* and the trunk slowly shrunk. He put the trunk in his pocket and started reading. The girls started talking with each other.
~1 hour later~
Knock, knock, knock! The two heiresses stopped talking and opened up the door.
“Anything off the cart, dears?” - AN this is a direct quote from JK Rowling’s Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. An old lady asked. Susan and Hannah got a few chocolate frogs.
“What about you dear? Anything from the cart?” The old lady asked Hadrian.
“No thank you,” Hadrian answered before returning his attention to his book.
~30 minutes later~
Knock, knock, knock! Susan opened the door and Hadrian looked up, instantly recognizing the platinum blonde hair in front of him.
Draco’s POV -
Draco looked around, seeing Heiresses Bones and Abbott, as well as Hadrian.
“Greetings, I’m Draco Malfoy, Heir to the most noble house of Malfoy. Behind me is Vincent Crabbe, Heir to the noble house of Crabbe (Crabbe nodded), and Gregory Goyle, Heir to the noble house of Goyle (Heir Goyle nodded),” I introduced.
Heiress Bones said “Susan Bones, Heiress to the most noble house of Bones, she’s (she pointed to Heiress Abbott) Hannah Abbott, Heiress to the most ancient and noble house of Abbott. And he’s (she pointed towards Hadrian) is -”
“Hadrian Peverell-Potter, Lord of the most ancient and esteemed house of Peverell, well met,” Hadrian interrupted. “Draco and I are already familiar with each other.”
Heiress Bones smiled. “Well met,” She said.
“Would you like to join us?” Heiress Abbott asked.
“We would be delighted,” Draco said. He and Vincent took a seat next to Hadrian, while Greg sat next to Hannah. They all chatted among themselves. Hadrian returned to his book. Draco glanced at the title. Ah, no wonder Father wants me to be friends with him. It's not just that he has 7 seats to his name, he’s trying to follow the old traditions.
~1 hour later~
Hadrian’s POV -
The compartment door slammed open.
“Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one," she said. She had a bossy sort of voice, lots of bushy brown hair, and rather large front teeth. - AN this is a direct quote from JK Rowling’s Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.
Hadrian glanced up from his book, with a questioning look in his eye. Susan and Hannah both shook their heads.
Draco sneered. “Do you have any manners? Just barging in here without knocking and then not even bothering to introduce yourself.”
“Well, if you must know, I’m Hermione Granger and I’m the first witch in my family!” She said pretentiously. Hannah gave the girl a look. Heirs Crabbe and Golye rolled their eyes.
“Clearly,” Draco said in a half sneer. Heirs Crabbe and Golye barely held down a laugh. She is certainly full of herself.
“Why don’t you ask a perfect to summon the toad for you?” Hadrian asked, seeing that the conversation would be going downhill very quickly.
“Well then, since I introduced myself. Your turn,” she said, completely ignoring Hadrian.
“I’m Draco Malfoy, Heir to the most noble house of Malfoy. Sitting next to me is Vincent Crabbe, Heir to the noble house of Crabbe (Heir Crabbe nodded), and over there, he is Greg Goyle, Heir to the noble house of Goyle (Heir Goyle nodded),” Draco introduced.
“Heir? Most noble house? There is no such thing as heirs. Stop making things up to sound impressive!” Granger demanded.
“And how would you know? You're a muggleborn! You’ve had what? A month to learn about magical Britain. We guess what, I’ve had my entire life to learn about magical Britain! I grew up here,” Draco argued. Hadrian looked at Granger, unimpressed.
“Well, magical Britain needs to get their head out of the gutter! Having lords, ladies, and heirs is silly!” She practically shouted.
Draco opened his mouth to argue back but Hadrian beat him to it. “Enough. If you are just going to cause problems, then leave,” he said plainly.
“How dare you demand I leave! You can’t force-” she started to shout before being thrown out of the compartment with a flick of Hadrian’s hand and a mental *Flipendo* . He then magically locked the door with a mental *Colloportus* . Draco, Heir Crabbe, and Heir Goyle had their jaws on the floor.
“She was making a scene,” was all they got before Hadrian went back to reading.
~5 minutes later~
The door of the compartment slammed open once again.
“Honestly! Does anyone outside of this compartment have manners!?” Hannah exclaims. A redhead at the door looks around, after a minute or two, he is staring at Hadrian.
“And you are?” Hadrian asks coldly.
“Ron Weasley,” he says proudly.
“And why did you feel like slamming open a compartment door was necessary?” Hadrian asks coldly.
“Have you seen Harry Potter?” He asks. Hadrian presses his lips shut.
“Why are you looking for him?” Hadrian asks.
“Cause we're going to be best friends!” Ron exclaims proudly. Hadrian glances at Draco, who looks like not insulting Ron was hurting him. Hadrian sighs and slightly nods at Draco. Draco grins like a madman. I’ve unleashed a dragon, haven’t I?
“And why, would someone like Heir Potter, want anything to do with you?” Draco asked.
“Like he’d want anything to do with you! Slimy Slytherin,” Ron sneered.
“Oh please, like he’d want anything to do with blood traitors like you!” Draco shot back. This is getting out of hand. Guess I’ll have to step in.
“Enough. If you're going to insult my friend, then I’ll have to ask you to leave,” Hadrian said, coldly.
“Like I’d want to be in the same compartment as you snakes. Just wait till me and Harry show you your place!” Ron yelled before leaving the compartment, slamming the door shut.
“So uncivilized, those two,” Hadrian commented before going back to reading.
~3 hours later~
About 10 minutes before the train reached Hogsmeade, the group changed into their uniforms. The train stopped and they got off and into boats. Since it was 4 to a boat and there were 6 of them, Susan and Hannah went to find another boat while Hadrian, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle all shared a boat. They were being led by Hagrid, who was “expelled by his third year” and “firmly in Dumbledore’s pocket” according to Draco. They eventually saw Hogwarts, which was breathtakingly beautiful. They were led into the entrance hall of the castle. A woman started to address the group of first years. She gave a speech and introduced herself as Professor McGonagall. She left for a minute or two before bringing them to the great hall. There were four tables, one for each house. The ceiling looked like the night sky. Hadrian heard Granger explaining it even though no one asked. In the center of the room, there was a stool with a dirty hat on it. The hat sang a song explaining what the houses meant. Professor McGonagall pulled out a scroll and started calling names.
“Abbott, Hannah,” She said loudly. Hannah got up and sat down on the stool. Professor McGonagall put the hat on her head.
“Hufflepuff!” The hat yelled. Everyone clapped.
“Bones, Susan,” Professor McGonagall said. Susan got up and sat down on the stool. She put the hat on her head.
“Hufflepuff!” The hat yelled once again. Everyone clapped.
Professor McGonagall continued calling out names for the next ten or so minutes. Draco and Heirs Crabbe and Goyle got sorted into Slytherin. Eventually, she got to the Ps.
“ Peverell-Potter, Hadrian,” she read, almost unsure. Hadrian glanced around as he walked towards the stool. All of the Slytherin and most of the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables had their sleeves rolled up. Hadrian was walking with a natural grace that even Draco could produce. Ron gasped, something told Hadrian that he just realized who he insulted on the train. He sat on the stool and the hat was put on him.
“Ah, Your Majesty,” the hat said in his head.
“You better not tell anyone,” Hadrian warned. It was far too early for anyone to learn of his heritage.
“Of course. I assume you’re okay with where you will be heading?” the hat asked.
“Yes,” Hadrian replied.
“May your reign prosper, Your Majesty,” the hat said. “Slytherin!” Everyone’s mouths were on the floor. Hadrian took the hat off and handed it to Professor McGonagall and talked to the Slytherin table.
“Everyone, may I introduce Hadrian Peverell-Potter, Lord of the most ancient and esteemed house of Peverell,” Draco said. Hadrian smiled.
“Theodore Nott, Heir to the most ancient and noble house of Nott,” Heir Nott said. “Please call me Theo.”
“Daphne Greengrass, Heir to the most ancient and noble house of Greengrass,” Heir Greengrass said. “Please call me Daphne.”
“Pansy Parkison, Heir to the most noble house of Parkison,” the girl said. “Please call me Pansy as well.”
“Blaise Zabini, Heir to the most noble house of Zabini,” the boy next to Theo said. “Please call me Blaise.”
“Millicent Bulstrode, Heir to the most noble house of Bulstrode,” the girl next to Pasney said. “Please call me Millicent.”
“Draco Malfoy, Heir to the most noble house of Malfoy,” Draco introduced himself, and then Heirs Crabbe and Goyle, who both said to call them by their first names.
“Tracey Davis, Heir to the noble house of Davis,” a girl said. “Please call me Tracey as well.”
“Please, call me Hadrian then,” Hadrian said.
Dumbledore stood up to say “Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!” He summoned the food and they all ate while chatting with each other. When everyone was done, the food disappeared. Dumbledore stood up to give a speech.
"I have a few start-off-term notices to give you. First-year should note that the forest is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well” Our caretaker Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that no magic is allowed in between classes. Also, the 3rd floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. ” - AN this is a direct quote from JK Rowling’s Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.
Hadrian rolled his eyes at that last part. Who tells a bunch of kids that they aren’t allowed to go somewhere and expects them to listen? Dumbledore dismissed them and they followed their prefects to the dungeons, where the Slytherin common room was located. The door to the common room was a portrait that wouldn’t open unless you said the password.
“The password changes every other week. This time, the password is Basilisk,” One of the prefects said and the portrait opened. Everyone went in.
Hadrian looked around the room. There was a chair near the fireplace, occupied by someone, and a chair next to him on his right. There was a couch that could seat three people next to the chair. Next to them were four chairs on the other side of the fireplace in sets of two.
A teacher walked into the room. "Welcome to Slytherin…” The teacher said looking around the room, momentarily staring at Hadrian. “I’m Professor Snape, potions master and head of your house. As I'm sure you heard Professor McGonagall explain, your house is your family. That is truer than ever for Slytherins. We are not seen as a favorable house outside these walls. Therefore, there are a few rules to make sure everything runs smoothly. First and foremost, everything that happens in this house, stays in this house. I don’t want to hear you gossiping to your friends about the problems in Slytherin. If you see a Slytheirn in danger, you defend them, even if they are your worst enemy. You will defend them. Secondly, all fourth years and below must travel in groups. Third, if you break the rules, don’t get caught. If you do get caught, you will find yourself with an extra detention from me. Teachers will be just as prejudiced against you as the students will be. Should you have any problems, issues, or concerns, my door is always open. My office is through the portrait with a cauldron. Ask a prefect or older student if you don’t know the way. Marcus Flint is the Current Captain of Quidditch Captain, any questions having to do with Quidditch are to be directed to him. Curfew is 8 p.m. for first years on weekdays and 9 p.m. on weekends. 9 p.m. on weekdays for second years, 9:30 p.m. on weekends. 10 for thrid years on weekdays, and 10:30 on weekends. Fourth years your curfew is 11 on weekdays and 11:30 on weekends. Fifth years and up, you are old enough to make your own decisions. First years, there is a room to your left, first hallway. There will be two hallways connected to that room. The hallway to the right leads to the boys’ dorm. The hallway to the left leads to the girls’ dorm.” With that, Professor Snape left the room. And a prefect who led them there stood where Professor Snape was.
“Now that's done, I’m Gemma Farley a fifth-year prefect. The other fifth-year prefect is Wallace Montgomery. In Slytherin, we have a house court. There is the current king, Andrew Rowle, and below him is the prince, Robert Peirce. Below them are the high nobles, there are three, nobles, and lesser nobles, of which there are two of each. And then commoners. As first years, you have the choice of staying as commoners or choosing to challenge someone for a spot. Draco Malfoy, you have the right to challenge the king as the heir to a former king. Everyone else will have to work their way up from the bottom. That means challenging the lesser nobles, nobles, high nobles, and the prince. Keep in him that there will be a challenge day every month, so no need to rush for a rank if you are not ready. No reason to embarrass yourself.” She explained. “Everyone who wants to challenge someone, step forward.”
Hadrian, Draco, Theo, Blasie, and Pansy all stepped forward. Montgomery smiled ever so slightly.
“All right! First, the lesser noble duels. The duel will take place on a dueling platform. You lose when you either get incapacitated out of the ring, pass out, or surrender. Everyone back up to the edge of the wall!” Montgomery yelled. Everyone followed the instructions. Montgomery pulled out his wand and muttered a spell. A dueling platform was created in the center of the room. “Peverell-Potter, you’re up first!” He yelled. Hadrian nodded and stepped onto the dueling platform and pulled out his wand, though he didn’t need it. It was better to be underestimated than over. The lesser noble stepped onto the platform as well, pulling out his wand. “Ready?” Montgomery asked. Both Hadrian and the lesser noble nodded. “Begin!” He yelled.
“*Colloshoo!*” Hadrian cast, but the lesser noble dodged it.
“*Flipendo!*” The lesser noble cast.
“*Colovaria!*” Hadrian cast on the lesser noble’s robes, causing him to be momentarily distracted and very confused.
The lesser noble reacted fast enough to cast “*Protego!*”
Hadrian cast the Conjunctivitis Curse on the lesser noble, causing him to shut his eyes in irritation. “*Flipendo Duo!*” Hadrian cast. The lesser noble got shot into the back wall of the room.
“Peverell-Potter wins!” Montgomery yelled.
Theo’s duel happened next, with him winning the duel. Followed by Blaise and Pansy winning their duels as well. Then the noble and high noble duels happened, all four of them winning both of them.
Then came Hadrian’s duel with the prince. Farley asked them “Ready?” After both of them nodded, she yelled “Begin!”
“*Protego!*” Came out of Hadrian’s mouth as Peirce shot a Flipendo at him. “*Nebulus*” He cast softly. The room was filled with smoke, causing Peirce to become momentarily distracted.
“*Locomotor Wibbly!*” Peirce cast, but Hadrian dodged it, just barely. In retaliation, Hadrian cast the knee-reversal hex on Peirce, who dodged as well. Hadrian cast the babbling curse at Peirce followed swiftly by a *Glacius* aimed at Peirce’s legs. Peirce put up a *Protego* defending from both curses.
Peirce lowered the shield and cast “*Bombarda!*” Hadrian dodged. Barely. That was way too close for comfort.
“*Tarantallegra!*” Hadrian quickly cast, causing Peirce to start dancing uncontrollably. A *Locomotor Mortis!* quickly followed causing Peirce to fall face forward.
Hadrian cleared up the smoke and Farley saw Peirce. “Peirce has been incapacitated, Hadrian wins!” She yelled. “Theo, you will now duel Hadrian,” she said.
“I surrender,” Theo said.
“I surrender as well,” Blaise said. Followed by Pansy who also surrendered.
“In that case, Peverell-Potter, you are dueling the king,” Farley announced. Rowle stepped into the ring and pulled his wand out. “Begin!” She shouted.
“*Nebulus!*” Hadrian cast as he dodged a spell. Fog covered the area once more.
“*Ascendio!*” He heard Rowle cast and watched him rise above the fog.
“*Arresto Momentum!*” Hadrian cast.
“*Baubillious!*” Rowle cast.
“*Protego!*” Hadrian cast. “*Bombarda!*” Rowle was forced to head towards the ground to dodge the attack. Once Rowle landed, Hadrian cast
“*Orbis!*” on Rowle, who was now stuck to the ground.
“*Protego!*” Rowle cast.
“*Cantis!*” Hadrian cast, causing Rowle to burst into song, dropping the shield.
“*Petrificus Totalus!*” Hadrian cast.
When he canceled the fog, Farley could see Rowle in a full-body bind, stuck to the ground. “Hadrian wins and thus is the new king. Now you’ll fight Malfoy and should he lose, you’ll need to place them where you think they should be,” Farley explained.
“I surrender,” Malfoy said.
“In that case, I make Malfoy the prince, and Rowle a noble,” Hadrian said. Both Rowle and Malfoy nodded. *Tempus* Hadrian cast mentally. 8:50 p.m. “Alright, I’m going to bed.” Hadrian told Malfoy as he walked towards the dorms. Hadrian took a shower and got in bed just before 9 p.m. and slipped into a dreamless sleep.