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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 Two:

Gabriel growled, frustrated, as his wing dipped too low and sent him off balance. He hit the ground swiftly, though not as painfully as the many times before when he had reached a taller height. He saw his sister advance through clouded eyes, his tears finally finding a way out.

"It's hopeless," he snarled, wincing when Neville straightened his wing out to check for further damage. "I'll never fly again."

Fleur crooned softly in comfort, her arms wrapping around the eleven-year-old and petting his hair softly. He had cropped his straight hair short, allowing the pale gold strands to sit below his ears. Blue eyes were narrowed in defeat and avoiding the concerned and pitying gazes of those he had come to regard as his family.

Fleur hummed softly against his ear. "You will fly again, but only when you really want to Gabriel," she held a hand up when he began to protest, her blue eyes hard. "You are frightened, and I understand. You can only give these things time my brother. Be strong."

He nodded gruffly as she began to stand, dragging him up with her. Neville gave him a look of support, his yellow eyes glinting as the overhead sun spilled over the green grounds that surrounded Malfoy Manor. A sudden shriek drew the trio's attention.

"Ga!"

Fleur snorted and stroked her brother's hair, marvelling at the height he had achieved in the past year. "His majesty demands your attention, brother dear. I must return to Jean Paul but I shall see you soon. Remember," she whispered, bending low, "stay strong."

"I will Fleur," Gabriel's smile was less forced, his eyes already leaving hers to land on Scorpius. The year old child was seated between his father's legs on the grass, his frustration at being restricted aimed at his favourite playmate, Gabriel. Another infant sat quietly in her mother's arms not two feet away, disinterested in all her surroundings as she stared at life through silver eyes.

The younger Veela rushed at the platinum-haired baby and plucked him up, grinning at the shrieks of delight that were caused by the sudden action. Scorpius was small for a year-old child, with white curls and a ready scowl for those who dared deny him something.

"He is going to be a handful."

Fleur quirked an eyebrow at the blonde who had spoken, her wings fluttering as the strange energy that was Luna Lovegood sparked against her own magic. "Most certainly, Luna," the Veela murmured, "how are you?"

Luna smiled up happily, her face unmarked by any kind of sorrow. "I am perfectly happy, Fleur. As soon as Rose and Scorpius are old enough we will back on our ship. I'm sure Harry will be glad to return to the water."

Fleur chuckled, "Indeed. Is it true that Hermione wishes to remain at home with Rose?"

Luna nodded softly, her gaze drifting over each body that lingered in the garden, soaking in the heat of the sun or seated in the shadows of the trees. "Yes. Hermione and Rose will be staying at the manor throughout Rose's young life. Lucius, however, wishes to continue with his ship until he can no longer lift a finger. I do believe Severus will follow him to the ends of the earth, and no doubt steal James' heart on his way there."

Fleur's lip quirked in amusement, her nose lifting as she detected the subtle change in the wind. "What of Draco's ship? Surely he will not wish to be apart from his sister for too long." Luna's smile softened, her eyes locked on the afore mentioned blonde as he scooped his younger sister Rosie from his step-mother's arms. "Draco and Harry will set sail with Scorpius, Ron, Neville and myself, but you can be assured that we will return like clockwork to see the manor."

She gazed up slowly, her mouth turning down in a grim line. "I will miss this place as a permanent home, but I doubt if the likes of us were built for a steady life." The grin she offered the Veela was swift before Luna darted away to clasp hands with Neville.

Fleur offered Draco a subtle glance in way of goodbye before spreading her wings wide and taking to the skies.

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Harry watched Fleur depart from his seat in the grass, his green eyes narrowed against the sudden breeze. "She's not one for goodbyes, that one, is she?"

Gabriel sighed and brought his face down to smile at Harry, Scorpius clutched tightly in his arms. "My sister has never been one for goodbyes, Harry." His face saddened suddenly and he handed the baby back to his father with a gentle shake of his head. "She wishes for me to live in the south, beyond Diagon, with the other Veela families nesting there. They have already welcomed me to join them until I am fully healed again."

Scorpius gave a harsh yelp as though he could understand the words and Gabriel grinned and tweaked his chin up playfully. Harry watched on with little amusement. "Does that mean I will not be coming home to your face when we leave for the sea?"

Gabriel smiled, despite the twitch in his left eye that belied the happy demeanour and made Harry aware of the pain beneath. "I'm afraid so. I don't know for how many years I'll be with them but I can guarantee I will not be around to watch this little man grow up. I can only hope Fleur will stay in contact and tell me how everyone is."

I'll be sure to keep her in contact. Harry's reply was to only the Veela and the Allura grinned when he received an answering smirk of amusement from somewhere in the clouds, high above. Fleur may not have been one for goodbyes, but she could always be depended upon to hover above and watch them until night took over.

Draco dropped beside the pair softly, groaning as he did so. Harry grinned up at him happily. "You're getting old, love." The blonde pirate snorted and deposited the sleeping bundle that was his sister into Gabriel's lap. "Hardly. And never as old as the two vampires sulking in the shadows."

"I heard that, brat." Severus' dark voice replied from his seat beside Lucius beneath the giant Oak tree. Lucius chuckled as he held out a chair for Hermione to join them."So long as my sword is sharp and my ship can sail, I'll never be old."

Draco gave a small salute in acknowledgment to his father's too-true words and wrapped an arm around his mate, drawing both Harry and Scorpius closer. Ron seemed to appear from nowhere, dropping to his knees soundlessly beside Gabriel. Draco quirked an eyebrow in his direction.

"Won't be long now, Ron and we shall be back to sea. Will you be ready to take on whatever creatures we might face?"

Ron snorted, drawing his long auburn curls to one side to braid slowly as the sun drifted across his lilac tinged fins. "I'm not your bodyguard, Malfoy," he replied with a smirk, "and with creatures coming into a right of their own in this world, 'tis doubtful we'll see any wanting a fight."

Draco hummed softly, his gaze locked on the soft white curls atop his son's head. "I wouldn't be so quick to put them all in the placid category. Even the nicest of men can turn sour given the circumstances."

The group was cast into sudden silence as the sun vanished behind a cloud, dousing the manor garden into near darkness. The sombre mood was broken only by the occasional chirp of a bird and Scorpius' quiet nattering.
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