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Taken	By : slytherincailin Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13148 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fan-fiction based upon the world and characters of Harry Potter which are owned exclusively by J. K. Rowling. No profit or money was gained.

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Chapter Fourteen:

Draco pulled on his pants with quivering arms, his muscles mournfully protesting the lack of sleep. Harry lay blessedly still and asleep on the bed, his skin flushed and a content smile playing over his pink lips. The sun had risen some time ago and showered the room in light. Where Draco to hazard a guess, he'd place the time closer to midday.

He cringed as he ran a hand through his damp hair, the thought of having to face his father and Severus' questioning looks not a pleasant one. He would have emerged from his cabin sooner, but Harry had had other ideas. The blonde was exhausted in every way he considered possible. He prayed only that whatever had taken over Harry the night previously was long since past.

Draco opened the door and locked it firmly behind him, leaning against the wooden frame as his knees shook and his stomach gurgled unhappily. His eyes slid shut as he breathed, allowing the sun to heat his already pink cheeks and flushed chest.

"Good morning, Draco."

The pirate opened one eye to glare at the small blonde who had appeared by his side, taking in her broad smile with a grimace. "Morning, Luna." He muttered, his voice hoarse and husky. The women smiled up at him and held up a mug she had clasped in her hands. The liquid inside was a dark blue and the scent was sweet, deliciously so.

"What's this one?" Draco asked suspiciously as he took the mug, sniffing the liquid warily. Luna shook her head, "it's just something to wake you up, give you a bit of energy. I'll be sure to give you in another mug of the pink brew in a few hours."

Draco, who had begun to drink the sweet tasting tea in earnest, spluttered, causing the drink to dribble down his chin. "Excuse me?" he rasped, huffing as the tea went down the wrong way. Luna chuckled as she patted his back, nodding in the direction of his room. "He's going to wake up soon," she said ominously, her blue eyes far too bright.

Draco stared down at the little female incredulously. "What sort of bloody witch are you?" he groaned in jest. Luna's eyes all but sparkled, "the good kind," she whispered, "but that's besides the point. I'm sure you're curious as to what's gotten into our dear friend."

Believing Luna's 'good witch' comment to be just a whim of the girl, Draco chose to ignore it, one blonde eyebrow quirking as he sipped the warm drink. "Aye." he said finally, curiosity winning out over his embarrassment knowing that Luna was fully clued on to what had occurred in his bedroom.

Luna nodded, taking the mug from Draco when he'd drained it. "An Allura is a very innocent creature, Draco. From the moment they are born to the time of maturity they are sweet, childlike, affectionate beings whose minds cannot grasp the concept of love or sex." The woman spoke as though she were reciting from a book, her eyes narrowed in concentration. "When an Allura reaches sexual maturity their body goes into a reaction known as their Heat. Hormones are produced rapidly and the Allura emits a scent to attract a possible mate. That's where you come in."

She glanced at Draco knowingly and the pirate flushed. "Harry saw you as a potential mate. Though he's a bit too young for the Heat to strike, it's possible the stress of being stolen and moved around and the new environment caused his Heat to come upon him rather swiftly." She raised hard blue eyes suddenly to stare at Draco, all smiles wiped from her pretty face. "When an Allura finds a mate, they will not leave their side for as long as both of them are alive, Draco. Harry chose you as his own and by responding to his Heat last night, you accepted his advances. At the moment Harry is in an instinctual state, he will be wild, protective and needy for days, maybe weeks. But he will be himself once the impact of the Heat begins to calm."

Draco felt his heart race, his eyes narrowing as he considered all that Luna was explaining to him. He was Harry's mate? Forever? To be dropped so suddenly into a commitment was as though he was pulling a bag over his head. For a moment, Draco couldn't breathe. He gaped at the women, mind frantic. Luna's voice penetrated his confused thoughts sharply.

"You cannot leave him. You cannot hurt him, or you will kill him."

Hearing the statement was like being plunged into the ocean once more, icy and terrifying. Regardless of his own issues with a lifelong commitment, the last thing he could ever want was Harry's death. Living in a world without the Allura would be near meaningless. It would be like living in a world in which God forget to make the sun rise and the ocean's froze, the waves unable to steer his ship. He could not allow that to happen. He could not allow Harry to ever feel as though he was not wanted.

"I'd never hurt him." Draco whispered hoarsely, his fear constricting his throat. Luna stared at him for a moment more, her blue eyes unusually fierce. Then, they softened, and a small smile graced her features. "Good," she replied simply.

A sharp cry brought Draco's attention to the door he was leaning against and he looked at Luna in disbelief. "He can't be serious."

The cries grew pitched, full of discomfort and confusion and Harry's half-sob hit his heart like a stone.

"Draco?"

Luna grinned up at the pirate, her face utterly peaceful. "Your Allura needs you, Draco. I'll be sure to bring you the tea later and I will let Hermione and Lucius know that you are otherwise... engaged." Had Draco not been so accostumed to viewing Luna as a curious child, he would have been certain the blonde wench was teasing him. He growled at her as he flung open the door and made his way back into the room.

Luna watched him go with a small smile, padding along the deck and humming to herself happily. She found Hermione sitting in the kitchen, one hand placed softly over the very slight swell of her abdomen. The brunette glanced up from her book as Luna entered, brow furrowed.

"Luna have you seen Draco? I know Lucius told him to take care of Harry but I don't think the boys were confined to their own space." Luna took a seat beside the brown eyed women, her eyes cloudy. There was an almost dazed look about her that Hermione had come to realise meant that Luna was somewhere far, far away.

"Draco's with his family," Luna whispered, her pale fingers drumming a familiar tune on the wooden counter top. It was a tune the girl hummed only during her strange moments.

"But Harry's other family is hurting... He's trapped."

The girl's fingers continued their drumming and Hermione frowned, a sense of foreboding causing a thrill to race up her spine and her skin to crawl.
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