The Next Adventure Chapter 1: Prologue, a harry potter fanfic

I know, I know, I shouldn't really start a new story when I already have three unfinished ones but the plot bunnies simply won't leave me alone. I have decided to combine all the things I love about Harry Potter fanfictions in this story: Dark HP, Time travel, Slash, etc.

I hope you enjoy XD

Disclaimer: I wish HP belonged to me but unfortunately (fortunately?) it does not

PROLOGUE

Marcus Nicolae Corvinus stared in fascination at the beautiful creature that slept soundly on the arms of his Love. For years had they prayed for the blessing of the Great Mother, a child to call their own and love but were never granted their wish. Lilith was the most affected, always wanting to feel the warmth of being a mother and the feeling of a babe in her arms only for her dreams to be crushed when her body was diagnosed too weak to carry a child to full term. But now, after years of giving up of ever being blessed with the love of a son or daughter, did Mother Magic herself gift them with a child, a beautiful and precious son.

"What shall we name him, my love?" Lilith asked her husband as she watched over her son as he slept. Son, oh how the warmth of finally being able to call herself a mother filled the hollow ache left by the countless times she was denied the chance. But here and now she held between her arms the answer to all her prayers. She was finally a mother.

Marcus didn't have to think about it, the name of his new son and heir falling easily from his mouth," Hadrian Alexander Corvinus."

They were momentarily blinded by a flash of light and as soon as it dissipated they worriedly crowded over their son to make sure he was unharmed. Worry turned into amazement as they gazed upon the new features of their son. Dark brown hair turned black with navy and red highlights, the once messy hair now falling in silky waves to his little shoulders. The once creamy colored skin turned pale ivory with no imperfections save for the lightning shape scar on Hadrian's left, inner wrist. Some of his baby fat left him and he grew a few inches, his cute button nose turned a bit pointier, his pale pink lips turned pouty and a rosy red. His cheekbones were left alone, but his eyes, before they had been beautiful but now they were mesmerizing and intense. Forest green turned emerald with a dark ring of navy blue surrounding them.

"Marcus, h-he looks just like us…"Lilith gasped out as she finished inspecting for further changes, tearing up as the baby now truly looked as theirs.

Marcus was unable to respond his wife, emotional to see a perfect blend of his Love and him in the babe. "He truly is ours. Mother Magic herself has gifted us with this perfect creature…"

For hours they sat in their chambers, gazing upon the babe as he slept and when he woke seeking milk, Lilith felt a surge of magic on her chest and happy tears ran down her pale face as she knew instinctively knew what to do. Unbuttoning her nightgown, she ignored her husband's confused stare as she freed her breast and put it in her son's mouth, finally shushing the wails of hunger. Lilith caressed her son's face as he happily fed upon his mother's milk, singing him a lullaby passed down from generation to generation from her mother.

Sleep, oh babe, for the red bee hums

The silent twilight's fall

Aoibheall from the gray rock comes

To wrap the world in thrall

A leanbhín ó, my child, my joy

My love and heart's desire

The crickets sing you lullaby

Beside the dying fire

Dusk is drawn and the green man's thorn

Is wreathed in rings of fog

Siabhra sails his boat till morn

Upon the starry bog

A leanbhín ó, the paly moon

Hath brimmed her cusp in dew

And weeps to hear the sad sleep-tune

I sing, my love, to you