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Taken	By : slytherincailin Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13148 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter Sixteen:

"Hello, Draco so nice of you to grace us with your presence."

The blonde sneered at Severus, his slender nose pointing in the air as he approached the pale haired pirate at the wheel of the ship. Lucius looked down at his son in amusement, his lip twitching as he attempted to control his facial expressions. "Hello Draco." He all but purred, earning a suspicious glance from Hermione who stood by his side.

Draco eyed the older man, thrusting his hair into a messy braid to avoid it blinding his vision. The winds were fierce, jolting the ship and whipping at anything loose, be that hair or clothing. "Hello father. My apologies for deserting you but something came up and I was obliged to deal with it."

"Oh, aye?" Lucius queried, his mouth stretching into a grin, "obliged, were you? Dreadful task that must have been so." Draco felt his cheeks flush, his skin pinking as Severus chuckled darkly behind him and Hermione raised a hand to cover her smirking mouth. Had Luna told them every detail of what had recently occurred in his life? He crossed his arms, his head tilting in some semblance of dignity.

"It was beyond my control and well you know it," he sniffed at his sire, causing the man to snort in amusement. Hermione hit the man's arm softly, her gaze reprimanding. "Leave Draco alone," she said with a small smile, "from what Luna has told me this was bound to happen and Draco could have no sooner prevented it than the Divine himself. You should be happy for your son, Lucius."

The blonde captain sobered instantly, his smirk softening to a smile, before Draco interrupted his thoughts. "I'm afraid we have one more course before Hogsmeade, father."

"Oh?" Lucius looked at his son questioningly, "where might that be?"

Draco ran his tongue over his teeth, unable to meet the gaze of his sire. "To the Neglected Island father. It is where Harry is from."

The words fell into heavy silence. Severus had tensed, his black eyes narrowed. "That island is rumoured to be home to the most dangerous of creatures, Draco. It is not a good place for sailors to stop. Naturally I assume the tales speak of Harry's people but it would be unwise to assume so, and it would be most unwise to settle there for a simple family reunion." Hermione was nodding as the dark haired pirate spoke, her brown eyes dark.

"'Tis true, Draco. I've read that many a boat goes missing there. If this is where Harry is from the people who took him are either very brave, or very foolish men. Just because Harry now trusts us does not mean his kind will. They would most likely take insult in our presence and believe Harry is a prisoner here."

Draco felt his heart fall as he stared at the trio, his family. "Harry is a prisoner here."

He turned his head to look at the ocean, his voice but a whisper. "I do not wish to dock there for a reunion. I wish to bring Harry home. He deserves fall more than what half-life I can offer him." Though it physically pained him to admit it, Draco felt deep down that his words were true. Harry belonged with his own kind, where he would marry a beautiful woman and produce beautiful raven-haired children. Draco could never offer the lad that, no matter how much he loved the other boy.

Hermione's hand landed on his shoulder, soft and comforting. "Are you sure, Starlet?" she whispered, her childhood nickname for him causing a small smile to shift his troubled frown.

"Aye. Let's take him home."

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Harry was wrapped in the most delicious dream. His mind purred as warmth unlike anything he had ever felt before encased his stomach and seared through his blood. It was a feeling of utter contentment and it was incredible.

He awoke doused in the scent of his mate, the blonde's arms firmly locked around his middle. Harry twisted sleepily, his fins brushing against the pirate's skin and causing Draco to shiver, his grey eyes sliding open. In the yellow glow of the rising sun, Draco looked like a mortal angel. His white hair was painted gold, his flushed cheeks a peach and cream colour that made Harry grin.

"Go back to sleep, pest."

The pirate's voice, a rough groan, all but ruined the image of perfect innocence and Harry couldn't help but chuckle, his fingers reaching up to trail against the blonde's jaw. Fine hairs lay there, rasping and coarse against his fingertips but near invisible to his eyes. "I am awake now."

Draco groaned as he opened his eyes to glare at the smaller man. "Of course you are," he grunted, "you demand sex for near three days and then you wake fresh as a daisy in the early hours of the morn." Harry blushed darkly, his breath hitching as images of what he and Draco had done flittered across his brain, littering his thoughts and hazy with his Heat.

His blush grew darker, spreading to his chest in a way that made the blonde pirate smirk knowingly. "I... I had my Heat," the Allura whispered, eyes downcast. Draco gripped his chin abruptly, tilting his head back. He descended on Harry's mouth, the dark-haired boy's lips soft and pliant against his own. Harry moaned weakly beneath him and were he not beyond the point of exhaustion, Draco would have felt his groin tighten in response. "I know."

As it was, his stomach tilted with his own desire and he groaned as he pushed himself up, his muscles screaming in protest. His whole body was alight now that Luna's tea had left his system. The pirate wouldn't be able to relax for days. He smiled down at Harry as the Allura watched him, green eyes lidded.

"Up, Harry!" The smaller boy tilted his head at Draco's demanding tone, shrieking when the pirate flung a shirt at him. "Get dressed and come to the deck, we should be there by now."

Bewildered, Harry watched Draco dress swiftly, blushing at the pirate's nakedness despite all they had done. His Heat had come, and he had taken Draco as a mate. Harry felt almost proud of the thought. His senses burned in a way that was purely maturity and Draco's mind was a solid weight against his own, proving the bond. Harry felt each feeling that coursed through his mate; lust, apprehension, sadness and resolve.

He frowned as he left the bedroom, why was Draco sad? The Allura had no answer for his question, he knew only emotion. Luna approached him swiftly, her stance lacking in its usual skip. Her eyes were large, clouded in the rays of the sun as she suddenly gripped Harry's shoulders.

"Don't go after him!"

Harry's eyes widened and he took a step back, staring at the blonde. "Who? Luna, what's the matter?"

Luna was swaying where she stood, her head clutched in her hands. When she looked up, her eyes were a starling blue once more and she smiled at Harry. "How have you been, beautiful?" Harry felt his mouth pop open, his brow furrowing as he tried to figure out what on earth had just happened.

"Am... I'm well, Luna, thank you. Who am I not meant to go after?" Luna looked bemused but happy, her smile all but lighting up her soft features. "I suppose, Harry, that it would be unwise to go after bad men, strangers or flashing lights. None truly bode well in any scenario. Draco's waiting for you."

She took off before Harry could question her further, a small huff of laughter leaving his lips. He adored Luna, truly he did. But the girl was most odd sometimes. She was a species all her own. He found Draco on the deck with Lucius. The elder pirate cast him a long look, his silver eyes almost sad, as though he had just lost something.

"Hello, Harry, Draco has something to show you." Harry smiled at the pirate who had, only a few short days ago, saved his life and fended off his own crew. He touched a small hand to Lucius' lips in passing, a thank you. Though the pirate looked confused and probably didn't understand the gesture, he smiled all the same.

Draco grabbed him as he approached, holding him in a strong embrace. Harry laughed outright as he squirmed against the blonde. "Do you know where we are, Harry?" His voice was hushed. Harry glanced at the land they had stopped beside, taking in the tall trees and pale sand. It was an island that looked only vaguely familiar, and he shook his head.

Draco chuckled, "Probably because you come from the other side, we'll have to walk to get there. This island is known as the Neglected Island, Harry. It's where your village is."

For a silent moment, Harry stood still, his eyes frozen open in a state of shock. The Allura's breath left him in a loud exhale. Draco had brought him to see his family? Draco was allowing him to see his home again? Within seconds he had turned and captured the pirate in an embrace, his slender arms tight around the blonde's neck.

"Thank you," he breathed, "thank you."
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