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Go ahead and check out my Harry Potter fan fiction on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/316349701-broken-perilously-broken
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childotkw · 6 days
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I am completely waiting for Riddle to become a sugar daddy to Hadrian.
I mean, he's definitely going to try.
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disorganizedkitten · 16 days
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Harry wakes up in the dungeons with no memory of who he is or how he got there. While exploring he comes across a woman attacking a girl and acts on instinct. His instincts are... rather violent.
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dspd · 6 months
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I've never related more to a fictional character than with Mr. Hadrian "I won't say sorry even if I am" Black in the Sarcasm and Slytherin AU series.
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maladaptivewriting · 9 months
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if i’m reading a fanfic and they call harry “hadrian,” you better believe im closing that fic lol
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saintsenara · 10 months
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Inspired by the Hinny’s first time ask: Hinny, but it’s Lord Hadrian/Dumbledore-is-paying-the-Weasleys Ginny. Enemies to lovers.
thank you anon, this is unhinged and i'm obsessed.
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our story would open on gringotts, where lord hadrian potter-peverell-tweedy-cole-fernandez-versini is getting a blood test, despite the fact that banks typically don't offer that service.
harry was the first person since the big bang to ask the goblin serving him their name, and so he's offered a piece of super-secret goblin magic which wizards who aren't so fabulous aren't allowed to know about: the goblin will test his blood for evidence of magical coercion.
"i'm sure there's no magical coercion," harry says, because he's kind and loyal and also super buff.
but he's wrong!!!!!!! the goblin performs the magic and then discovers no only that there's a horcrux living in harry's scar [which he neatly extracts, dumbledore could never], but that his blood shows he's been given magical mystery loyalty potions for years.
"how can that be?" asks harry. and then it hits him. there's no way someone like him - rich and also cool - would be friends with someone poor and ginger, like ron. he'd never set foot in a place like the burrow, because the interior design is too twee and he doesn't give a shit about loving families because not being independent is for losers.
"dumbledore has been drugging me to make me loyal to ron for some reason!" he gasps.
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"so true," says hermione later. "all of this makes perfect sense because ron is ugly and futile."
"i knew you'd understand," says harry. "by the way, congratulations on your engagement to draco malfoy. so lucky it turned out you were secretly a pureblood all along."
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"i know you've been drugging me, bumble-snore," harry says, wittily, as he storms into dumbledore's office. the headmaster is wearing stupid robes in horrible colours, and also he's eating a box of quality street without peeling the wrappers off.
"oh dear," twinkles dumbledore in a twinkly way. "i have been found out. i suppose now you will force me to give back all the fan mail i kept in a secret room at the top of the castle because i didn't want you to grow up knowing you were so cool and famous."
"i would never have believed it if you hadn't made me be friends with the weasleys, who are irrelevant. i mean, honestly, how could you imagine i would want to end up with someone like ginny, who has nothing in common with me because i'm rich and successful?"
"well, you see, harry, i've read freud -"
"don't try and bamboozle me with fancy words! i'm literally the cleverest pupil in the school - or i would have been, if you hadn't been drugging me so i wouldn't pay enough attention to realise i'm entitled to fifteen different seats on the very real hereditary wizengamot. you are literally worse than voldemort, who i'm sympathetic to now because clearly everything he did is your fault and also he's hot again for unexplained reasons. i'm meeting my new best friends - sane barty crouch jr., theodore nott, and regulus black's old wank sock [and no, i don't mean kreacher] - in the three broomsticks in ten and i'm going to join the death eaters while i'm there."
"ffs," says dumbledore, as he should.
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harry is storming sexily through the castle, avada kedavra orbs burning with furious rage, when he collides bodily with ginny, who he hadn't noticed because her clothes are rank.
"harry i'm so sorry that dumbledore drugged you," she says. "he made us promise not to tell you, and we all agreed because we're so poor we don't have any principles."
"can't relate," says harry.
"but please don't break up with me! i don't have a personality or any self-respect! that makes me the perfect girlfriend to someone in this kind of story!"
"the problem is, ginny, that when i was getting a blood test at the bank they found out that i'm 12% irish and also 69% veela, which means i can't be tied down to one woman."
ginny looks delighted. "i'm so glad you've said that, because i was just talking to daphne greengrass, cho, fleur, both patil twins, moaning myrtle, kate middleton, and luna and we've all agreed that we'd love to be your harem and serve your every whim."
"that's hot," says harry. "after all, i am the chosen one. now, let's watch dumbledore get taken to azkaban, and then you can all fuck me."
the end.
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arteaxia · 1 year
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anonymousmagpie has me in a chokehold with their Sarcasm & Slytherin series. I'm so fucking nervous for the latest update on book 6 I'm TERRIFIED!! so so so so so so scared with what is to come. I want Ethan Thorne DEAD bro oh my god, never read a character so blinded by prejudices and hate. I just want Jules to join harry or understand him. or at least see how fucked up Ethan/Andromeda/The Order is!!!!!
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dark-elf-writes · 11 months
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This au idea is giving me
Hadrian
vibes and I am here for it
Big mood and also yes.
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missgardian · 6 months
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For my new Undead series, this is the general look that I imagine Hadrian to have. Or at least in the future books, for reference.
I took this from google images and did my own art touch ups here and there (such as the bright emerald eyes and the black charcoal smoke ) to fit it to Hadrian.
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amberholly · 1 year
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So what is Regulus raised Harry and adopted him. He changed his banner to Hadrian Black and they lived at Grimmauld place. Hadrian went to Durmstrang, he never went to Hogwarts. Then one day when he is in the library at the Black family house a slightly deranged looking man rushes in and doesn't notice him.
Just then Regulus comes in and is like “Hi brother" and keeps going on like usual and Sirius just freaks out. Then he sees Hadrian and freaks out even more. The surprise on his face when he gets to know who Hadrian's birth parents were!!
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joncronshawauthor · 9 months
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The Unbreakable Bonds: A Look at Bromances in Fantasy Literature
As avid readers of fantasy literature will attest, there’s little in this genre that captures our hearts and imaginations quite like a good bromance. These intimate friendships, often between two (occasionally more) men, present an opportunity for deep character development, exhilarating adventures, and emotional resonance that many of us can relate to. But fear not, this isn’t a dissertation…
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childotkw · 7 months
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Loved the new chapter of CS - always a treat to get an update 💛
Recently I’ve been really obsessed with the idea of domestic Hadrian and Tom, later in their lives after all this craziness in their courting years. Could you perhaps share your thoughts or write a snippet of a scene you could imagine? As the creator I feel you’d have the best vision!
Aaaaayyyyyy thank you!! And sure! I need something sweet to combat all the sour that's about to rain down on them 😂
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Hadrian woke with a soft grunt, burrowing his head into the pillow to escape the sunlight that was doing it's damn best to reach into his skull and burn his brain.
He was foiled when the thick blanket was unceremoniously stolen from him.
"No," he whined, muffled, curling up instinctively. The cold air brushed over the bare skin of his back and made him shiver violently.
"Get up," Riddle demanded.
Hadrian shoved himself up on his elbows grumpily, squinting at the man. His expression went dismayed. "For the love of all things good why are you already dressed?"
"Because unlike you, I have a schedule to keep to." Riddle tossed the blanket onto the foot of the bed, far from Hadrian's reach.
Hadrian eyed it, sluggish mind calculating the distance and speed he would need to move to reclaim it. He collapsed back down when he realised it would be too much.
"I resent the implication that I don't do anything important enough to have a schedule," he muttered, rubbing roughly at his face. Now that Riddle was here, it would take death for him to get another five minutes of sleep.
Five minutes, because that was all Riddle would allow him before dragging his soul back into his husk of a body kicking and screaming.
Because he was a cruel, evil man and Hadrian hated him.
He told him as much. Riddle gave him the most unimpressed look Hadrian had ever received - which was admirable given Hadrian had lived with Lily Potter for most of his life. He didn't say that though, because Riddle always got defensive when the topic of either of their mothers came up.
"Gods, we have so many issues," Hadrian whispered, sliding from the bed finally. Riddle raised an eyebrow but graciously let Hadrian keep the comment to himself.
"We have a brunch to get to," Riddle said instead, shooing Hadrian towards the bathroom as he split off to go to the wardrobe.
"Oh, heavens forbid we're late to brunch," Hadrian gasped, stepping through the door and beelining for the shower. "The sky would surely fall if we upended your precious daily organisation."
"You think you're funny, but you're showing your age with remarks like that," Riddle called.
Hadrian, stripped fully and under the flow of hot water, stared balefully at the beautiful tiled pattern because his partner was unfortunately out of sight. "Good!" he shouted back. "It'll remind everyone that your fucking someone young enough to be your grandson!"
Riddle appeared in the doorway, his face flatter and less expressive than a corpse's. Hadrian smiled guilelessly and tipped his head back to wet his hair.
All told, it wasn't the worst start to a day that they've had.
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faradayys · 2 years
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A bunch of Hadrian Evans(es) from C'est La Vie! It's one of my favorite Harry Potter fanfics, plus it has my favorite trope of time travel. I really can't express how much I adore the fic honestly :"D
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Summary 1:
Harry succeeds in casting the Cruciatus in the Ministry. He didn't expect that to result in a formal recruitment letter.
Summary 2:
Days and weeks and months after Active Recruitment: Draco wishes he could un-know so much of what he knows.
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harmonyverendez · 2 years
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Maya Lovegood & Hadrian Montgomery. ( Femals!Oc x Male! oc. )
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bigdeadpanda · 10 days
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Pairing: Hadrian Black (Harry Potter)/Cary Agos
Summary: They'd married one drunken night as teenagers and Cary forgot all about it the next morning. Hadrian, however, never forgot as he was the only one with the proof they ever did. Now, 9 years later, Hadrian is the biggest Drug Lord in the UK and he has the ability to help his husband in his time of need.
Word Count: 321
Warnings: None.
He appeared like a specter from the crowd of other lawyers and civilians gathered in the courtroom of the Honorable Judge Brown.  He blended in just as much as he stood out - it was why Cary nearly missed him in his disinterested ruminations about his case and how he would get out of jail.
"Hadrian Black, here to pay the one point three million dollar bond for Cary Agos, your honor.  And this time, the money is completely clean as it was checked before I came to court today" the dark-haired man introduced cashiers check in hand.
"Hadrian?" Cary asked, looking up after hearing the man's posh British accent.
The years have changed Hadrian into a man who personified a calmness that only came with wisdom and knowledge of life that exceeded Cary’s own.  The man wasn’t in a flashy suit that caused him to stand out too much in the courtroom, but it still looked expensive enough to make him look like a respectable businessman.
“Alright, let us have it so we can get this over with,” Judge Brown said, waving his hand at the check.  “I’ll see that this check is vetted by the court's people now get out of my courtroom.” 
Hadrian walks up to the plastic barrier keeping him from being able to touch Cary, “Hello, darling.  Long time no see.”
“What are you doing here?” Cary asked.
“I came in your time of need.  See it as an old friend helping you when you need assistance.”
“We haven’t seen one another since we were sixteen…”
Hadrian cuts him off by saying, “And those few months were the best of my life.”
“Come on, let’s go,” the guard says, pulling on Cary’s shackles.
“I’ll see you soon, my husband.”
“Husband?” Cary asks, turning back to Hadrian with deep confusion written across his features right before the door to the back of the courtroom was shut behind him.
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