Taken | By : slytherincailin Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13148 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Chapter Two:
"Harry, no!"
James cringed as his nephew pulled the stone from the pile and a loud clattering filled the learning hall. Harry put the stone on the floor and smiled ruefully. "Oops."
James glared half-heartedly at the ten-year-old. "When I said get a writing stone, I didn't mean for you to take the very bottom one in the pile, Harry." he said dryly, brown eyes amused. Harry grinned sweetly and shrugged, his movements causing the water around him to swirl slowly as he handed his uncle a different stone to the one he had chosen previously.
"I'll clean it up later. Show me how to write more human letters?" His bright green eyes were pleading and James chuckled. "You remind me of Sirius" he said softly, eyes becoming sad. Harry tugged on the man's arm fin gently. "Would he have liked me?"
James ruffled the young boy's hair fondly, grinning as the current caused it to stand on end. "Most definitely, Harry, most definitely." Lupin swam into the room, aghast gaze landing on the tumbled pile of writing stones. His twelve-year-old features morphed into a scowl as he saw Harry.
"You little hellion," he growled, swimming forward. Harry yelped and hid behind his uncle. His cousin was not one to take damaged learning equipment lightly. "Be nice, Lupin." James said sternly, eyeing the frowning child.
"But Papa!" Lupin wailed "look at what he's done! He wrecks everything!" James crossed his arms over his chest, leg fins flaring dangerously. "Lupin Sirius you leave your cousin alone! The stones can easily be cleaned up." Lupin wrinkled his nose in frustration and splashed away with a growl of annoyance.
Harry was about to thank his uncle when he was suddenly tackled from behind. He shrieked and batted the older boy away. "That's not funny Ron!" he pouted, fins wilting. Ron chuckled, blue-eyes sparkling "You make it too easy for me, Harry dear." he teased. Harry blushed crimson and scowled at his friend.
Shota swam up behind the pair. "Sorry to bother you uncle, but mother needs to speak to Harry." he smirked as his younger brother paled and tried to hide behind the taller red head. "Somebody's been playing with her pearls again."
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Draco Malfoy sighed blissfully as he breathed deeply. There was nothing more exhilarating than the splash of the waves and the smell of the sea. It was home to him. His father stood somewhere to his right, eyes closed as he tilted his head up to stare blindly at the stars.
Severus watched Draco as he leaned against the ship walls. He turned to Lucius. "You're sure you wouldn't have rather the lad stayed in a house a while longer? The sprite looks as though he's about to float away on the breeze."
Lucius chuckled at the analogy, silver eyes landing on his young son. "He's too much like his father." Lucius murmured, "being grounded in that house with Hermione and only a few monthly visits from me would have driven him raving mad." He sighed, grip tight on the railings. "It was all well and good leaving him to be raised by the nanny with some safety and stability as an infant but now I fear for him when I'm apart from him."
Severus caught the hidden meaning and glanced at his friend sharply. "Surely Riddle isn't still holding a grudge over that little tift a year back?" Lucius sighed. "Aye, he is. That young lad Finnegan caught word in one of the ale houses that Riddle was rounding a new crew. You know well the man had sworn an oath never to return to the sea lest it was to defend his honour."
Severus scowled darkly. "I'm glad we robbed the bastard. He has no honour." The pirate sat over the side and into the water. "I still hear rumours he's behind that slave auction that happens in Diagon every half-year. A bloody disgrace that is." Lucius' eyes darkened considerably. "Aye. I'm not one to turn my nose up at work when it comes handy to me but the slaves that come out of Diagon aren't right." Severus snorted, "The slaves that come out of that hole are ghosts, husks of people. I buy finer workers in Knockturn."
Lucius nodded. "My Draco's nanny came from Knockturn. There's no problem that lass can't solve, I tell you, that Granger girl saved my hide when she agreed to raise Draco in the manor back on Hogsmeade."
Severus smirked. "Aye, is that why you brought her on board, is it? To care for Draco?" Lucius grinned wryly at the dark haired man. "I'll admit I also like to look at her. Those brown doe eyes would put any young lass to shame."
Draco drifted away in boredom as his father and Godfather chuckled to themselves. Yes, he adored the ship, however, it was bothersome that he was the only child aboard. The closest man to his age was the seventeen-year-old Italian Blaise Zabini and he was already locked away in his cabin. Draco had walked in on the man pleasuring himself far too many times to willingly risk it tonight.
He sighed and gripped the side wall, gazing out into the endless sea that looked so deceptively calm. "And soon it'll be mine to travel."
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