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Taken II: Drifter	By : slytherincailin Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4983 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Thirteen

"This was a bad idea."

"What was?"

"Taking you away from home so close to the end of your pregnancy, you're positively bouncing and that baby's gonna end up dropping out if you don't calm down fast."

Harry sneered at the silver haired pirate, though it was ruined by the genuine affection in the Allura's pretty green eyes. "Forgive me, master, if I'm excited to see my son after almost two months without him. Besides, this baby is not budging for another month at least, she's lazier than Scorpius."

Draco smiled softly, bringing his arms from the wooden wheel in his grasp to wrap around his mate's slim shoulders. "I'm just as excited to be going to Diagon to see our son, love, I only care for your health. You're certain it's a lass then?"

Harry nodded swiftly, his black curls ruffling against Draco's chest as the pirate reached out an arm to lock the ship's wheel in place. "I'm almost positive. I know there's no way of knowing for sure but I just have this… feeling. She doesn't feel like Scorpius felt, and she's much more giddy on board the Siren. This one's already got a taste for the ocean, like her Sire."

"Glad to hear it." Draco supplied with a wry grin, his eyes flitting towards where his dear friend Severus and the older pirate's mate, James, lounged against the front of the ship, James' hazel eyes glinting even from this distance. The pair were so hopelessly in love it was one of Draco's favourite past times to simply watch them talk. Watch the way James' eyes would follow Severus' stained fingers unblinking through a game of chess, or the way Severus' dark eyes grew bright whenever the slim Allura ran his hands through his cropped black mane.

"Some would consider your infatuation with them eerie."

Draco chuckled at the sing-song voice of Luna as the witch made her way past them carrying two jugs of what could only be Luna's own concoctions. Harry grinned up at the blonde, "leave him be, Luna, Sev and James are a joy to watch, especially their arguments."

"I heard that, brat." Was the dark reply from Severus as he glanced back at Harry from the corner of his eye, making James shake his head in amusement. Harry's only response was to stick out his tongue, a response the small Allura was becoming far too fond of.

"Personally," Luna carried on the conversation as though uninterrupted, hefting one of her jugs onto her hip, "I think you and Draco are much more interesting to stalk. You positively glow." She took off not long after that, her blue eyes bright and her lips tracing lullabies none of them could hear. Harry watched her walk away fondly. "I've missed her."

"Luna belongs on the Siren, to the ocean. As does that wolf of hers and that great bat and your uncle. They are creatures unfit for settling down, love. Know that she'll always come to your aid should you need it, she's always protected you, hasn't she?"

"Aye," Harry nodded, closing his eyes and leaning back against Draco as the pirate ran hardened hands over his stomach. "I miss Scorpius too. I miss my baby, Draco, what if I let him go too soon? What if he's had trouble in Diagon?"

"Then we shall help him through it if he's still in it, or we will watch him pull himself from it. Our son is strong, Harry. He is brave and those fins of his are not the graceful decorations your own often are. He is well armed, though I wish he never feels just cause to use them."

Harry hummed softly in agreement. "You're right… As Lupin said, Scorpius is more than I give him credit for."

Draco smiled, raising one slim hand to point towards the horizon where the beginnings of Diagon could just be seen. "We shall be with him within the hour, beautiful."

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"Come one step closer to me and I'll slice your stomach open, Veela."

Scorpius snarled the threat at Berma, his tone violent. The dark-haired Veela had made as though to inspect him for injuries, only to have the little blonde throw himself from his chair and back up against the wall. Sparrow, the Allura had allowed him to tend to under supervision, not so far gone in his Heat that he would let the little one from his sight.

He had watched through dazed emerald eyes as Sparrow's white wings had been pasted in healing balm and bound by three of the strange Veela, his little bird drifting into slumber with a relieved smile on her face. Yet when Berma had moved to see to the small cuts Scorpius had obtained from his own fins, the Veela had again become feral, crouching down with his pink lips bared in a snarl that only served to enhance his beauty.

"Alrigh', yeh heard him pretty-boy, our boy knows when he needs seein' ta and obviously, he don' feel the need. Yer settin him on edge an' I dunno why but I'ma have to ask yeh to leave the room. Yer welcome to board upstairs fer the night if yeh wish." The tired voice of the little red headed female made Berma frown, his dark eyes skimming to her as she ordered another taller girl to lift the injured Veela child up the wooden flight of stairs, presumably to put her to bed.

"You really don't know what's wrong with him, do you, any of you?" Accusing dark eyes scanned the tired faces of the redhead and the older woman who had flitted away to fetch them drinks. It was only the dark male who smelled distantly of the Allura that met his gaze full on, his dark eyes a shade blacker than Berma's own.

"It's nothing you can help him with, sir."

Berma made as though to object, his main desire now to make sure that each person was tended to. He was leader of the small group of bewildered men that stood behind him, some edging away from the hissing Allura as though he were some deadly threat, he saw no reason why he should not command this misshapen band of young people either.

But something held his tongue. A voice from a friend he had assumed had been rendered mute from the whole ordeal. Gabriel had remained away from the commotion, his pale blue eyes pinned solely on the green-eyed Allura their entire journey back. Yet now he spoke, a satisfied hiss at having remembered something critical.

"Scorpius Malfoy."

The Allura froze, his glittering green orbs flaring wide and snapping towards the Veela who had spoken. Golden hair glimmered even beneath the harsh lights of the Hogshead's seating area. Blue eyes that struck a chord within him peered into his face, unwilling to look away. Gods save him but he knew those eyes… He knew that silken hair that fell just short of the man's broad shoulders. At a loss for words, Scorpius could only tilt his head in confusion, the heat that was biting through his blood sated, for the barest of moments.

"Do you remember me, little one?"

An inquisitive mew dropped from Scorpius' lips against his better judgement, his harsh stance drooping until he stood upright once more, his razor-sharp silver fins looking almost harmless by his sides. The Heat had begun to build again, scorching his skin and making the tunic he wore seem horribly too much.

Gabriel moved forward slowly, his eyes never leaving the calculating gaze of the man he had once cradled, the Allura he had once adored as a child. Scorpius Malfoy was so very like both his father's, Gabriel felt near idiotic for not seeing it straight away. Those green eyes had not changed an ounce and the scent that radiated from him was that of sunshine and fonder memories. Slowly, Gabriel raised a gentle hand to trace his thumb across the smaller man's cheek, eliciting a low moan from the heated Allura.

I protected you as a child, beautiful. I was your greatest friend. My name is Gabriel.

Something flared in Scorpius' eyes as Gabriel spoke into his mind, sparking a familiarity he had long forgotten. How often it had been that Gabriel had sought the comfort of Scorpius' mindless, speechless thoughts when the Allura was barely a year old. That comfort existed still, causing the Allura's small mouth to pop open in surprise.

I know you Gabriel…

Gabriel smiled, a wide grin that melted as Scorpius' Heat spiked and something in his scent changed, doubling Gabriel's vision and forcing his wings free of where he had tucked them by his spine. They wrapped around the pair as though that had been their only design, shielding them from the room full of onlookers. Grunts of surprise, of confusion met the Veela's ears but he was too far gone, his eyes now doused a perfect pale blue, and glowing in the shade his wings offered.

He had pressed his lips to those of the small Allura before his mind had even begun to think the idea, growling low in his throat when Scorpius pressed back and gripped his shoulders mindlessly, his fins slicing paper thin scratches across the Veela's arms. He lifted the Allura up against the wall he had been crouched by, rumbling his approval when a high keen of pleasure met his ears and tightening his arms further around his friend's slim waist. Scorpius' scent was sure to have flooded the room, so strong was it against Gabriel's heated skin that he could almost taste it.

"By Gods! Is that… Is that my?... Scorpius Peka Malfoy!"

The voice, so unexpected, so familiar and so utterly shrill pulled the pair of them apart to discover that Gabriel's wings had flared behind him, leaving him on view. Those who had been present only moments before were now vanished, running in some other direction to offer the reunited pair some privacy, however that did not mean the room was devoid of people. Scorpius let loose a shriek of shock as he came face to face with a set of identical emerald eyes.

"Papa!"

A/N: My apologies that this had taken so long to update but I do offer huge thanks to those of you who still show interest in this and who are reviewing and following ^^ This should be updated regularly from now on Happy Readings!
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