Rodolphus Lestrange held his son in his arm, gently rocking the sleeping boy back and forth.

"What do we do now?" Questioned Bellatrix, "That wolf seemed like a Patronus, only it was a different colour, but who could have cast it? Surely not the Guards, they hate us."

"I don't know, Bella. Let's ask my brother and Barty."

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Time skip

"No," The two men shook their heads, "We didn't cast a Patronus, we can't without our wands."

Bellatrix hummed slightly, "I have an Idea. Sweetie? It's Okay, you can come out now. We won't hurt you, Darling, you're safe here." She said gently.

The shivering form of a boy slowly walked up to the bars separating them, clinging to the metal tightly.

"Hello, darling. Were you the one that saved my son from the Dementor?" Asked Bella.

Hadrian cocked his head in confusion.

"The boy in the cell over there." Explained Bellatrix.

The boy nodded slowly." Yes, that was me."

Suddenly, Barty noticed something.

"What happened to your leg?!"

All of the adults looked at Hadrian's leg.

Attached to his ankle was a large, heavy-looking metal chain, tying him to the wall in his cell.

Bellatrix gasped in disbelief, "Oh you poor darling! How could they?!"

Hadrian shrugged "I thought they did it to everyone, and anyway, it's not that bad."

Bellatrix and Rodolphus shared a look before Rodolphus said "Why did you come here? I haven't seen you before, you must be new."

"Erm, I'm not sure. I think it's because I take too much attention off Alex."

"Who's Alex? And what's your name?"

Hadrian sighed. "Alex is the Boy Who Lived, and my name is Hadrian Sirius Potter."