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The Rise of the Drackens: The Scaled Bits	By : StarLightMassacre Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 169453 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 21
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A/N: This scene was grown in my mind from chapter 48 - Fun in the Sun, which showed all the good points of being out in the sun, this chapter shows not only the bad points of being in the sun, but the dangers of it too.

Nasta is 8

Sanex is 10

Angharad is 12

Aneirin is 31

The Unforgiving Sun

Eight year old Nasta Tabrien Delericey grinned as he hopped around the hotel room he had woken up in. Yesterday he had been in Quebec, Canada, today he had woken up in Alexandria, Egypt.

“Calm down Nassa.” His sister Angharad laughed.

“Don’t call me that! I’m not a girl!” He scowled.

“You’re too cute when you do that.” His brother Sanex said with a grin, pinching his cheek.

Nasta slapped him away and called him an idiot in Swahili.

“Dad! Nasta’s saying stuff in other languages that I don’t understand again!” Sanex called out.

“Will you kids settle down?” Their Father, Aneirin Delericey told them, coming out of the bathroom with half a face full of shaving foam, razor in hand.

“But Daddy, we’re in Egypt!” Nasta said excitedly with a grin.

Aneirin smiled indulgently at his baby boy’s excitement.

“Yes we are, we’ll go for breakfast, I have a small meeting this morning and then we can go and visit the Valley of the Kings.”

“Really?” Nasta squeaked in excitement, bouncing more vigorously.

“Yes, really. Just get yourself dressed Nas, you can’t go around in your pyjamas, Sanex, make sure he has his hat and sunglasses and make sure he’s covered with sun cream, don’t forget to do yourself! Angharad honey, can you make sure the snack bag is filled please?”

“Of course Dad.” Angharad said with a smile, moving to the little kitchenette and pulling out a cool bag and checking through it, making sure there were water bottles and potions in it, that the front pouches held plasters because her brothers were bound to scrape their knees on something and she cut up a couple of apples, carrots, half a cucumber and some celery, put them into airtight, plastic containers and slipped them into the cold area of the bag. She made sure she had Sanex’s favourite toy and Nasta’s blankie, because no matter how often he pouted and stomped that he was a big boy and that he didn’t need it, if he fell over and got cut, it was the first thing he asked for.

She watched with a grin as her ten year old brother wrestled her eight year old brother into his shorts as Nasta wriggled and giggled on the bed.

Sanex huffed before digging little fingers into Nasta’s sides making him shriek. Their Father darted into the room like lightning and visibly deflated as he saw the cause for the noise.

“Stop teasing your brother Nex, Nas, get your shoes on love.”

“Kay Daddy.” Nasta answered as Sanex moved away to get his own shoes.

Nasta pulled on his shoes and tied his laces with relish. He showed them to his Dad for inspection, like he had been doing since he was four and had mastered tying his laces. He always got praised and he loved praise.

“Good boy Nas.” Aneirin patted his head with a grin, knowing exactly what his son was doing. “Now get your hat and sunglasses and we can go for breakfast.”

Nasta grinned as he scooped up his pale green sun hat and his plastic crocodile designed sunglasses and bounced as his twelve year old sister made sure she had everything, giving their Dad the cool bag to carry, before checking herself in the mirror, making sure her shorts were straight and her top was unwrinkled.

“You look lovely Angharad.” Their Dad told her as he took hold of Nasta’s hand and urged Sanex out of the hotel room.

“Are we going to see the Pyramids Daddy? And the Sphinx?”

“Of course, do you have your camera?”

Nasta nodded as he showed his Dad the unbreakable camera around his neck. They ate breakfast quickly so that they wouldn’t be late for the business meeting, Nasta made sure not to spill any of his unsweetened, unsalted porridge over his shirt, he could be a messy eater if he rushed and he liked the tee-shirt he was wearing and didn’t want to hold up his Dad’s important meeting by having to change it.

This was always the worst and most boring part of coming to a new country. The meeting and greeting, the being on his best behaviour and not being able to run about and play as he wanted to.

He was given a colouring book and a box of crayons and he set to colouring in one picture while Sanex coloured the other page, Angharad was doing her homework for her school.

He and Sanex had coloured in four pages each when their Daddy turned around from the big spinny chair he was in and stood up, he looked angry, but he smiled happily at them and held out his hand. Nasta leapt up and allowed himself to be pulled into a hug by his Daddy as Sanex handed their colouring book and their crayons to Angharad to pack away.

This was his favourite part of visiting another country, the exploring! He bounced on his Daddy’s hip as he walked quickly with long strides that he would never have kept up with, Sanex jogging beside them as their Daddy held his hand tightly and Angharad followed closely behind.

“Right, are you up for visiting the Bazaar first?”

“Yes!” Nasta answered immediately, so excited to be here.

His Dad smiled and led them all around, telling them stories and teaching them about the histories of where there were. The high sun beat down upon him and he frowned as he ran about with Sanex, his little face pulling into tight lines as he wiped little beads of sweat off of his forehead, he didn’t usually sweat in such hot climates, he pulled his hat lower over his face and settled his sunglasses back on his nose, covering his eyes completely.

By midday he was feeling hot and dizzy and tired. He pestered Angharad until she picked him up and carried him on her back, but he was getting tired still even though he wasn’t walking.

“Nassa, you’re getting too heavy love, can you walk for a bit?”

“I don’t think I can.” He sniffled as his body hurt. “I’m dizzy.”

“Dizzy? Oh Nassa, why didn’t you say? Dad!”

Their Dad turned from where he was pointing something out to Sanex and approached them with a concerned frown.

“What’s the matter?”

“Nassa’s dizzy and he can’t walk.”

Nasta was immediately in their Father’s arms being licked and sniffed subtly and their Dad hissed lowly.

“You have heat exhaustion, Angharad, get the salt water please darling.”

They moved under the shade of a large tree and their Dad sat on the floor with him in his lap as Angharad dug out a bottle of water and tipped the contents of a little purple packet into it, shook the bottle and handed it over.

“Drink this baby.” Aneirin coaxed, holding the bottle to his lips.

“I’m not a baby.” Nasta said adamantly as he wrapped his lips around the bottle and sipped it, knowing better than to gulp.

The water was warm, so he didn’t get sick, but it was very refreshing and he sipped quarter of a bottle down before he began feeling better and stopped to take in a few deep breaths, he still felt hot and uncomfortable, but he wasn’t feeling as dizzy anymore.

“You’re burning Nas. Angharad love, pass the sun cream, Nasta could do with a top up I think. Nex did you cover him properly?”

Nasta looked horrified to his older brother, who looked just as frightened and was a pale white. They had forgotten the sun cream that morning.

“Sanex? Did you cover Nasta properly?”

“Dad I…I never.”

“You never what?” Aneirin Delericey was a very shrewd, intelligent man; it did not take him more than a few moments to realise what his ten year old son was saying. “You forgot to put the sun cream on him.”

The sharp smack to the back of the head came out of nowhere and Sanex sniffled as their Dad coated Nasta quickly and thickly with the very high factored cream.

“We need to get back to the hotel.” He told his children. “Nasta, you need a bath baby.”

“Not a baby.” Nasta answered pathetically, feeling sad that he’d miss seeing and learning about Egypt.

They reached the hotel quickly and Nasta was settled in a cool bath, not too warm, not too cold to regulate his core temperature. It was then that the sunburn made itself known and he whined and wriggled in discomfort as his whole body hurt.

He was laid on his bed and left in only his little red briefs, his blankie snuggled tight to his face as he made his discomfort known. He felt bad for Sanex, who had been spanked when they got to the hotel, but he was feeling so uncomfortable and hurt that he couldn’t bring himself to feel too sorry for Sanex; he’d take a spanking over this constant, throbbing pain if given a choice.

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Nasta woke up and wailed. Sanex, who was sleeping next to him in the big bed, woke up and looked at him, gasped and then ran into their Dad’s bedroom. His Dad was there before he could finish another half a wail.

“Oh Nasta, are you in much pain love?”

Nasta held his arms out, asking to be picked up. His Dad, for the first time ever, never picked him up.

“Nasta, you’re terribly sunburnt, it’ll hurt to touch you baby.”

“I’m not a baby.” Nasta pouted, his Dad just smiled widely as he plucked his blankie from beside him and rubbed it against his cheek. It hurt, but the familiar, comforting smell of the blankie more than made up for it.

“You’re always going to be my baby.”

“What about me?” Sanex asked indignantly, but Aneirin could see straight through the tone, Sanex wanted reassurance after yesterday.

He pulled the ten year old onto his lap and kissed the front of his throat as he cuddled his oldest son.

“All three of you are always going to be my babies.”

“Even Anga?” Nasta asked.

Aneirin laughed. “Yes Nasta, even Angharad. She used to be a baby too and to me she will always be my little girl.”

“But she’s twelve!” Nasta exclaimed in wonderment, trying to picture Angharad as a baby.

“Yes she is, almost a teenager. She’ll be a lovely woman soon and you and Sanex will be handsome men. But you’ll be my little babies for as long as I can keep you. Now let’s get some after sun lotion on you Nas.”

Nasta cried and wriggled all through the application as his skin was a bright, burnt red that felt raw and painful and turned from red to white as it was touched. He remained spread eagled on the bedspread, his blankie tucked under his ear as he sobbed.

“Oh Nasta.” His Dad sighed as he held a cup with a straw to his mouth so he could drink without sitting up.

Nasta spent the next three days in bed, getting out only to be dumped into a cool bath and when he woke up on the fourth day, he screamed. His brother shot up, his sister trampled her way from the room next door and his Dad was just there as quick as lightening.

“What is it, what’s wrong?”

“My skin is coming off!” He cried hysterically as he pointed to the peeling skin on his arm. “It’s coming off! I’m dying!”

“Nassa, you’re not dying.” His sister assured him softly, shoving her sleep tousled, long black hair out of her sharp blue eyes and sitting next to him on the bed.

“Of course you’re not.” Aneirin confirmed as Nasta’s tear filled hazel eyes, today with soft green hints, turned to him for reassurance. “You have sunburn love, when your skin heals itself, it makes the old, burnt skin peel away so the new skin underneath can come out, look.”

Aneirin gripped a flaking piece of skin and peeled it so very gently from Nasta’s body. “See the new skin underneath love?”

Nasta nodded tearfully as he watched his own skin be peeled away like an orange. He was treated again with the Aloe Vera lotion and he was given a mild pain killer as he snuggled back down with his blankie. The sleepiness he was feeling was getting less and less, he hoped that soon he wouldn’t feel too tired to do anything and that he’d be up and running about with his brother and sister again.

It took his skin weeks to stop peeling and after a while Nasta got used to pulling little strips of his skin off in the bath. He wasn’t hurting anymore and he was feeling so much better and happier and he was eating properly again and drinking more which made his Dad happy and he even got to see the pyramids! Of course he was smothered in sun cream by his Dad and had his lotion topped up every two hours without fail, but he didn’t care as he ran around, his hand in his sister’s as she pulled both him and Sanex along, their Dad grinning at them from behind as they played and ran, before they walked around the magical area of the pyramids and even got to tour the tombs! He learnt so much and he was so happy that he almost forgot he had even gotten sun burnt, but a few weeks later he had a permanent reminder in the form of a small brown skin lesion. Nasta found the little spot and run his fingers over the raised circular shaped brown mark. He frowned as he pinched it between his fingers and played with it in the bathroom mirror. It was strange and he didn’t know what it was. It hadn’t been there before, so why was it there now, what was it?

“Daddy!”

“What’s the matter love?” His Dad called from the next room, sounding grumpy and tired. The meetings here in Egypt hadn’t been going very well.

“There’s something growing on me!” Nasta said back.

“Come here Nasta.”

Nasta did as he was told and was pulled onto his Daddy’s lap, his fingers still playing with the funny brown bump.

His Daddy’s hands pushed his away gently and then bigger, thicker fingers than his brushed over the growth and Nasta heard his Dad sigh.

“It’s a skin lesion love, commonly called a mole. It’s caused by sun damage.”

“My sunburn.”

His Daddy kissed the mole and then rested his chin on his little shoulder.

“I can’t smell or taste anything malicious with it, so likely it’s not a danger to you, but we’ll keep an eye on it alright?”

“So it’s not going to grow over me?”

His Dad chuckled. “No Nasta, it’s not going to grow over you, it likely won’t get any bigger than it is now, but you will possibly have it for life.”

“Oh. But it won’t hurt me?”

“No love.”

“That’s alright then, it can stay if it doesn’t hurt.”

“It won't hurt unless you pick at it, so leave it alone.” His Dad scolded as Nasta dug at it with his short nails.

“But it’s new and fun to play with.” He pouted.

His Dad kissed him lightly on the lips and patted his head.

“Leave it alone Nasta love, go play with your toys and your brother and sister; we’re going to visit the Valley of the Kings tomorrow, so I want you well rested.”

Nasta grinned and bounced off, his little brown mole, located in the middle off his back off to the left side, near enough forgotten for now, but one thing was for certain as he and Sanex rolled around with Angharad laughing at them from the floor, he never had sunburn ever again and he never once forgot to cover himself in sun cream and neither did his Dad and brother.

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A/N: I love this; Nasta was such an exuberant, inquisitive child and this was the perfect plot to show Nasta’s childhood, how he grew up, give you some insight into his family and how he got his little mole, mentioned in chapter 48. I hope you have enjoyed it.

Oh and before anyone asks, the little purple packet added to the bottle of water is Dioralyte, it's rehydration salts used to replace lost water and body salt from dehydration and excessive sweating.

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