Hadrian Salazar Riddle - A Harry Potter Fanfiction

Chapter 20

Hadrian's first impression of the dueling club was that it would be stupid and wouldn't last a day. This was proven to be true when Lockhart walked up with Snape behind him. The demonstration of how to duel wasn't informative at all, however Hadrian already knew from all the books he had read.

Snape instantly blew Lockhart back with the disarming spell, which the foolish man brushed off as being intentional. Hadrian was disgusted.

"Let's have some students try it out, yes? Mr. Weasley, how about you? Come on up." Lockhart said, pulling Weasley up.

"Tch." Snape sneered. "Riddle." He said, pointing to Hadrian and gesturing for him to get up. He complied, smirking, and faced towards Weasley.

"You're going down Riddle." The redhead said, drawing out his wand.

"Ooh, I'm shaking in terror." Hadrian grinned. Weasley turned red, already angry.

"Alright boys, bow!" Lockhart said. They did, and then started the steps back. On the second step, Weasley fired the cutting curse at Hadrian, who flicked it away without turning around. When he did though, his eyes were glowing in anticipation.

"Well well, Weasley. I didn't expect you to be a cheater as well as a blood traitor. Oh wait, I did!" Hadrian grinned, chuckling at his own joke. He suddenly threw a spell at Weasley, watching as it threw the boy back to the other wall with a loud crash.

"Mr. Riddle, I expected better control from you!" Snape snapped.

"Oops. Guess I shouldn't have done such a simple spell." He muttered, watching as Lockhart attempted to fix Weasley's broken bones and failed miserably. Instead of fixing them, he completely vanished the bones. Though, it was rather amusing to see Weasley's face when Lockhart bent his arm all the way back.

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Quidditch was never Hadrian's thing, so when Draco dragged him to see his first game as seeker, he was rather bored. He was a good flyer, yes, just like his father, but neither of them enjoyed it as much as free flying. Or flying in shadow form, for that matter. The broom felt like a restriction to them.

The match was uninteresting. Draco got the snitch five minutes after it started because Weasley could never even hope to catch up with the Nimbus 2000. The other players didn't even bother to try and make a lead before Draco got the snitch.

Hadrian walked back to the common room with Draco, not listening as he droned on about how he did so well. When they entered, Hadrian immediately went to his room and took out the diary.

Hello. He wrote inside.

Hello. Who are you? You're obviously not Ginny. It wrote back. Hadrian narrowed his eyes.

Ginny gave it to me after seeing that your last name was Riddle.

Why?

My name is Hadrian Salazar Riddle. Hadrian wrote after a moment of thinking.

So you're related to me?

Yes, I am your son.

I never believed that would happen. Who is your mother?

Xerthea Harmonia. You never told me when you met, so I'm not sure you know her.

Xerthea was with me in the orphanage. We were inseperable, even in Hogwarts.

Hm. So what are you?

My future self never told you?

No. He has never mentioned anything like this.