After a long time, the Malfoys got the blocks off and I was ushered into a 'secure meeting room'. Inside the house.
"I suppose I should start with a proper introduction," I said, the real reason for the so-called 'dinner party,' getting underway.
"My name is Hadrian Slytherin Black Peverell. I am currently 8 years old and a pureblood. I am Lord Slytherin, Lord Black, Lord Gryffindor, Lord Ravenclaw, Lord Hogwarts, Lord Peverell, Lord Merlin, Lord Lestrange, Lord Lupin, Lord Selwyn, Lord Grim, Heir Bones, and Heir Hufflepuff."
I left the boy who lived part and Master of death part out, as I wasn't going to tell them that much.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, how shall I refer to you as...my...lord," Lucius said gritting his teeth.
I swear I almost cackled when I heard that. To explain further, the Malfoy family were loyal subordinates of the Slytherin family so as I was lord Slytherin they had to formally address me as 'their lord' whether I agree with it or not.
Not that I'm complaining.
"You may just refer to me as Lord Peverell or Lord Black. Whichever you prefer.
Anyways, I'm going to cut the crap and the bullshit. Why did you ask to be my godfather and godmother respectively, what did Griphook tell you, why did you ask for this meeting, and what do you want from me?"
"To answer your first question, we asked because we wanted you to have influences which weren't only Gryffindors, but Slytherins too. Your parents actually wanted that too, before they became drunk on fame." Lady Malfoy answered, smiling.
"We couldn't get to you because your parents didn't allow us anywhere near you, and cut all ties with us soon after Charles became The Boy Who Lived." Lord Malfoy added looking at me grimly.
"Griphook told us that you had gotten out of the Potter family estate, so we were finally able to meet you, but we weren't sure how you would be after living with your parents for the majority of your life." Lady Malfoy basically whispered a hint of joy and sadness in her voice.
"So we asked for this meeting so we could see what type of person you were. We didn't expect you to be so mature, sophisticated, and well, so unlike your parents. Though I suppose it isn't a bad thing." Lord Malfoy concluded, an actual smile on his face.
No, it wasn't a fake smile like the ones I had gotten from some of his parent's friends when they saw me and forgot about me later.
It was a genuine smile.
I try to get my parent's attention for eight fucking years and after only one dinner party these two already gave me more than I could've ever dreamed of getting from the Potters.
What is this?
I sighed, not believing that I was about to tell someone part of my life story.
I looked up at Lord Malfoy's eyes and saw curiosity, warmth, and something else inviting me to be relaxed and open.
I almost chuckled but I caught myself in time. Slowly, I started telling my life story.
"Up until I was 7 I lived in the potter house. From when I was three I was neglected. At first, it was the small stuff, not being given enough food, being forgotten in my room, etc.
But then things got worse.
When I was four I went unfed for a fucking week. If it wasn't for the house elves finding me I would've died.
Then the house elves were banished from the house, so I had to get food on my own.
For years I lived in the Potter house, often reading in the Library. The material there to my surprise mostly held 'neutral' and 'dark' magic.
I guess the recent Potter generations have just been too dumb to realize that their ancestors were fine with, practiced, and even encouraged the dark arts. It's a pity really. "
"I didn't do much else at the potter house," I said, lying through my teeth.
"Anyways, after my lovely relatives filled me up with such wonderful memories they sent me to the Dursleys first. You know, after traumatizing me and hitting me.
And guess what? The Dursleys were horrible people too. Beating little kids up since 1986.
I was treated as nothing more than a servant there. Well, that was before I snapped. Then boom, I did magic after practicing, beat a few weaklings, shape them up, and here I am."
"Oh, and don't be intimidated by my titles. I can only really use Black Peverell, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Grim, and Hogwarts, as most of the other ones already have Lords, but I got put as the Lord because I'm more qualified. But the former lord still has the majority of the power.
I can't really use Hufflepuff and or Ravenclaw as though I'm a potential heir and/or lord, there were other heirs that are more qualified than me.
I can't use Lord Merlin either, because the old coot put an overpowered age spell on it that I can't break." I added on, reminiscing on the moment I realized how weak I was politically. Yes, I was strong for most people, but I really wasn't strong enough yet.
I left out the part about me finding another inheritance that was long lost. The family was apparently pretty close to the Slytherins and they were close allies.
The Malfoys looked at me with their mouths wide open, and I took out a magical camera I bought a few weeks ago and took a picture.
It would be a family heirloom.
"So," I dawdled, snapping them out of their thoughts. "I'm quite busy and have work that needs to be attended to at my residence, if you have any more questions please ask Griphook first. If that is all I shall be leaving now."
I got up from my seat and watched as the Malfoys scrambled up to see me out. This would have been even more entertaining if I wasn't that tired.
Note to self, make sure Lucifer always has coffee, popcorn, watermelon, and any form of candy on hand.
As I rode home, on my specially designed broom, I saw the sins sneak glances at me in wonder. Maybe one day I'll explain it to them properly.
Now, here's the matter at hand, why am I getting chills down my spine?
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The Next Day:
"THEY WANT TO HOLD A GET-TOGETHER WITH ME AND THE MALFOY KID!?"
A/n: Okay so should I go ahead to Hogwarts and leave the explanation on how he met everyone in the group for later, do all of it quickly in one chapter, or do it in the way I was originally going to?
For option one, chapter 16 or 17 will probably start with Hogwarts-related stuff, because I have to do the Hermione explanation first, as it's really distinct and I don't have the confidence to pull it off properly otherwise.
For option two, chapters 15, 16, or 17 will probably start with Hogwarts stuff.
For option three it could be anywhere from chapter 17 to 21, but it would be for good reason and you'll get something I was thinking of cutting out.
It's your choice.