A/N: hey everyone. I would like to thank you all for the wonderful reviews I have been receiving. I am so so so so sooo sorry that it has taken me so long to update. I just started school up again so it's been kind of hectic for me. Hopefully I will be able to upload faster, but if not… consider this advanced warning. Love you all… and on to the story! Oh, and if I have any news for the story, it will be posted on my profile instead of just doing an A/N or waiting till the next chapter upload. I will not be abandoning this story. EVER! I might need help writing any sex scenes later on. Will not be necessary for quite a while yet though. …

Hadrian Addams: chapter 2!

When the portkey landed, Hadrian was standing in the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron. He looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him. He turned to Severus and saw the man sneering at them.

"They look as though they have never seen someone portkey before." Hadrian commented. Severus looked at him and then glared before turning away again.

"Indeed. Follow me." He said, and without looking to see if Hadrian was actually following him, he walked towards the back of the pub. Hadrian walked after him, ignoring the stares. When he finally caught up to Severus, he was standing in front of a brick wall. Hadrian looked around before raising an eyebrow at him. Severus clenched his teeth before turning around and rapping on a brick with his wand. He turned and saw a flash of surprise on Hadrian's face before it was hidden by his normal, impassive look.

"A moving wall, how quaint." Was all he said before walking past Severus into the newly revealed Diagon Alley.

Looking around, Hadrian couldn't help his lip curling in disgust. The alley was bustling with life. Children were running around and making a ruckus.

"Heathens, the lot of them." Hadrian murmured under his breath. He sighed, and seceded to ignore them to the best of his ability, thus missing the fact that every man who had reached puberty was staring at him with lust in their eyes and drooling. Every woman was smacking her husband/ boyfriend upside the head while secretly checking him out. Severus, of course, wasn't ignorant of this, and had to clench his teeth in order to stop himself from A.K.-ing them all. 'How dare they look at his Harry like that?' Wait… His Harry? Where the hell did that come from? 'Gah! Stupid brat and his attractiveness! Whoa. Whoa. Back it up! 'The kid is like half your age and he's eleven! Not to mention, soon to be your student. You should not be thinking about him like that at all! It's probably illegal!' He didn't realize that he had stopped walking in the middle of his internal rant, and was brought back to attention by the feel of a hand on his chest. He looked down and saw Hadrian leaning towards him and staring into his eyes intently.

"Are you all right, sir?" The voice was like a choir of angels, and Severus could barely control the need to whimper, his libido kicking into full gear. He was happy that he was wearing his robes, the extra loose ones. He tried to glare, but it came out more heated and lustful than anything. "I am perfectly fine. Just got lost in thought is all."

"If your sure Professor." Hadrian said, dragging his hand slightly down Severus' chest before dropping it to his side and taking a step back. He turned, and they continued to walk on. "So, where to first?" He looked up at the taller man.

Severus bit out, "Gringotts, the wizarding bank." Still trying to control his response from earlier (by which I mean he was trying to will away a massive, thick…pulsing…uh…headache! Yeah. Totally talking about a headache and not his erection. He he…)

Hadrian made a non-committal sound. "It's the large, white marble building." Severus said, rolling his eyes. "Ah." Hadrian smiled up at him.

They entered the bank, pausing only so Hadrian could read the decree, before walking up to a teller.

"Key, please." The goblin said without looking up from his paperwork. Hadrian blinked before looking up at Severus. Severus just huffed and rolled his eyes before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a golden key. Severus thunked the key down on the counter before stating, "We are here to withdraw from the Potter account." The goblin looked up at Severus with a glare before looking at his companion.

"Mr. Potter, I presume?" The goblin asked, looking Hadrian over with a leer.

"Yes." He replied, smiling at the the goblin. I am he, Mr.…?" "I-Ironfist." The goblin, now known as Ironfist, said, stuttering and blushing under the force of the smile.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Ironfist." Hadrian purred. "He he…" Ironfist chuckled nervously, wildly pressing at the goblin call button and missing a few times before finally hitting it on the fourth try. A minute later, a side door opened and a goblin stepped into the room. He walked over to them, standing closer than necessary to Hadrian. Snape grumbled under his breath and took a step closer, putting a possessive hand on Hadrian's shoulder.

"You called for me, Ironfist?"

"Yes, Griphook. Escort Mr. Potter to his vault." Griphook nodded and turned to Hadrian and Severus. "Follow me." With that, he turned and walked off towards the carts.

The carts were as fast as ever. Severus looked a little green, but Hadrian was completely unaffected. His face remained impassive, even when they passed the dragons. When they got out of the cart, they had to pause so Severus could get his bearings before they walked to the vault. Stepping up to a plain metal door, Griphook unlocked the door and stepped aside, waiving them in with a flourish. Hadrian went inside and glanced around before turning to Griphook. "Is this a familial vault, or a trust one?"

"It is a trust." "Hm…" Hadrian tapped his chin twice with his index finger. "I would like to talk with the account manager and have my parents' will read." "It will be arranged." Hadrian turned and smiles at Griphook before turning back and grabbing out a good amount of galleons.

The cart ride back was uneventful, and Griphook leads them to Ragnarock, the head goblin's office. He knocked twice on the door before standing to the side, choosing to wait with them instead of just leaving as most would. (It totally had nothing to do with the poster child of fallen angels standing next to him. [Fallen angel because has the beauty and innocence (he looks innocent) of an angel, with a forbidden edge that makes him seem so far out of reach that you can't even imagine such an occurrence.])

"Come in." came from the office. Griphook walked over and held open the door, blushing when Hadrian smiled in thanks. They took seats in front of a desk that held a regal looking goblin, who was assumed to be Ragnarock. Griphook talked to Ragnarock in gobbledygook, before leaving the office with one last wistful look at Hadrian.

Ragnarock cleared his throat and waited until attention was on him. "I will read the will first and then give you the transcripts you asked for, if that is acceptable?" "It is." Hadrian answered, ('angel choired'). Ragnarock blinked a few times before reading the will.

"I James Osiris Potter, being of sound mind, leave everything to my son and heir, Hadrian James Potter, except for a few things detailed here in: To one Sirius Orion Black, I leave 100'000 Galleons and our old pranking journal. As you know, we named you as Hadrian's godfather. Take care of my son and don't corrupt him to bad." "My son better still be a virgin by the time he starts Hogwarts or I'll haunt your ass for the rest of your miserable existence!" "Lily, your embarrassing me! I highly doubt Siri will take him to brothel before he's eleven." "You're sleeping on the couch tonight! Hey son. It's mommy. I hope you weren't sent to the Dursley's. If you were, feel free to get emancipated. You should have been living with Sirius anyway, but just in case." "Siri, since your hearing this, were dead. Lol, anyway… Peter was our secret keeper, as you know, so make sure he ends up in Azkaban seeing as how he would have been the one to betray us to the dark lord.

To one Remus J. Lupin, we leave 1'000'000 Galleons and our summer cottage in Scotland. Buy yourself some new clothes, Moony."

"To Severus Snape, we leave 100'000 galleons and an apology from my husband." "Severus, I'm sorry. I was jealous of how close you were to Lily so I took it out on you. I know that is no excuse, but it is the truth. I hope you can forgive me and please, please do not take it out on my son. I think you would make a good role model for him, if just in part." "Sev, I was never angry at you for the mudblood comment. I understand that you were just trying to protect me. I chose to stay away from you to make it easier on you, and to keep you safe. You were always and will always be like a brother to me, Severus. I will love you always. Be safe." Severus was openly crying. He had thought Lily had hated him, and it was a weight off his chest to know that she didn't. He felt so much lighter, like he could finally breathe again.

"To Albus Dumbledore, we leave you 100'000 galleons and hope you spend it on clothes and candy. You were like a crazy uncle to us and we hope you will be a crazy grandpa to our Hadrian. Never change old man."

"And finally, to Peter Pettigrew. This is something both James and I agree on. You had better run, because our son will hunt you down like the rat you are. You had better hope you never die, because we will make you afterlife hell! So mote it be!"

Ragnarock put the will down and grabbed the transcripts from a pile on his desk, before handing them over to Hadrian. Looking over the papers, he saw that he had acquired quite a large sum of money and properties.

"Ragnarock, will you get in touch with those listed in the will? Also, what can you tell me of my godfather?" "Your godfather, Sirius Black, is currently in Azkaban prison for the murder of thirteen muggles, and Pettigrew." Hadrian steepled his fingers and rested his chin on them. "Contact the Ministry, and tell them I am requesting a re-trial in light of new evidence." "He never had a trial." Severus interjected.

"Indeed?" Hadrian purred. "Well, we'll just have to fix that." He got up and walked over to the far corner, and pulled out a cellphone. After a few minutes of hushed conversation, he closed the phone and walked back over, and sat down. "It's been taken care of." He said with a smirk.

Severus felt a shiver going down his spine. He did not know whether he should be running in fright, or jumping the boy. 'He's way to sexy for mine own good.'

"If there is anything else…?" Hadrian trailed off. "No, all of our business is completed." Hadrian rose from his seat and leaned forward to shake the head goblin's hand. "Thank you, Ragnarock." "It was a pleasure doing business with you Mr. Potter." "You as well."

They left the bank and headed off to get the supplies. "I'm sure you can handle buying your things yourself?" "Yes, sir." "Good, I'll be in the apothecary." And with that, he turned and stalked off. 'Hmm. First things first, Time to get a wand.' As he was turning to go to Olivanders, he saw a pulsing glow from what looked like a darkened alley. When he got closer, he saw a sign that said Knockturn Alley. He shrugged and walked deeper in. He kept walking until he came to where the light originated. It was a wandshoppe. He went inside and browsed the shelves before he came across one that felt strongly of dark magick. He reached up a hand, and trailed a finger along it. He felt his magick respond to the pulsing of the wand. He shivered and bit back a moan as all the dark magick he had ever preformed coalesced inside of him and changed into the purest black magick that had ever been or ever would. He picked the wand up, and swished it. The shadows moved in a rhythmic dance around him. "Oh yesss." He purred. "This wand is mine." He turned around to address the shopkeeper who had been watching from a shadowed corner. "How much?" "F-f-f-free! It's y-yours, t-t-take it." The man stuttered. "Thank you." Hadrian turned and left the shop.

The man, after watching the boy leave the shop, promptly fell on his arse. He was, in a word, scared shitless. Not only had the boy bonded with the wand that had both the blood of, and a feather of, Lucifer himself as a core, but he had seen the boys eyes change from a glowing Avada Kadavra color to pitch black and then back again. "If that was who I think it was, then I'm glad I'm not the Dark Lord." The man said before passing out.

Severus was looking through the vials of acromantula venom to see if they had any up to his standards when he saw a movement from the corner of his eye. He turned and watched as Hadrian entered the shop and scented the air. A contented look crossed his face and he looked peaceful. As though feeling eyes on him, Hadrian opened his and smiled at him. He seemed to glow in happiness. When Hadrian nodded and turned away, Severus released the breath he had held unconsciously. He stayed off to the side and observed him picking the standard potions kit, and choosing a few ingredients that they definitely would not be using that year. He also saw him purchasing a few cauldrons and tool sets that only the advanced potions students got to use, and rarely at that. He was confused, and more than a little curious, but chose not to say anything. What he did outside of the classroom was not his business as long as he was not caught. He watched Hadrian glide over to the counter to pay. He listened in as the cashier tried to flirt. He barely held in his rage, squeezing his fists so tight they left crescents in his palm and gritting his teeth. He calmed slightly when Hadrian didn't respond to the flirting. They left quickly after that, portkeying first to America, and then to the manor.

Hadrian said goodbye to the Potion's Master before entering and closing the door.

"Well son, how was it?" He turned around to see his father standing behind him with his customary grin.

"Kukuku. It was excellent." He purred, a malicious look upon his angelic face. "I plan to make that man my husband." He said as he walked past his father, "Or at least a lover."

Gomez just wiped an imaginary tear from his eye. "They grow up so fast."