2|The Cursed Night

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A/N: Unless said so, the point of view will remain omniscient.

Everyone, from Remus, Peter and the Longbottoms to McGonagall, Flitwick and the Weasleys, was happy. Alice was specially ecstatic at being named the tiny little boy's godmother. She adored him!

His birth certificate was issued by the next day. It did take longer than usual but only because they wanted a self-updating one:

St. Mungo's  Hospital For Magical Maladies & Injuries

Name: Hadrian Renee Mortem Potter

Birth Time: 3:00 a.m.

Birth Date: 31st July 1977

Father's name: James Fleamont Potter

Mother's name: Lily Marie Potter nee Evans

Weight: 5.76 lbs.

Height: 47 cm

Eye colour: Jade Green

Hair Colour: Jet Black

Magical Leaning: Grey

Identified Abilities: Magic Sensitive

 :Possible Elemental

:Sped-up Healing

Godparents: Sirius Orion Black

:Alice Longbottom nee Prewett

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Hadrian was confused. He had these memories that felt foreign and yet his own, if that made any sense. Sometimes these were so scary that he woke up crying. Of course his Mamma and Dadda always soothed him but it was scary. Sometimes, they were really good and put him in a cheerful mood while some were random snippets of knowledge.

The thing was that the person in his memories, he was him but a little different. How he wished someone would explain him these things!

Soon Master, soon......

A chill ran down his spine. And yes, these small whispers, they gave him shivers.

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"Harry, come to Padfoot, pup", Sirius gestured.

"No, Harry. Baby, come to Mamma", Lily cooed.

"Prongslet, Dad has a surprise for you", James called.

The poor boy just sat there, looking utterly confused. Then, he stood up and wobbly walked over to James, making grabby hands.

James laughed in triumph. 

"James! You cheated", Lily exclaimed. The said man winked and lifted Hadrian up in his arms.

"Dadda, where gift", Hadrian pouted.

"Umm... it's in your nursery. Let's go, get it", James made up.

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