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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 Twenty-One:

Draco rubbed his palm across his chest, his brow furrowing as he stared down, into the churning water that was pushed aside by the impressive ship. Not one to normally show what he was feeling, it was a surprise to all that passed him by on deck to see the blonde pirate with tears trailing down his cheeks. His lips remained closed tight, a solid line that was more a grimace than an attempt to mask his pain. The silver of his eyes was clouded, hidden behind fresh tears that seemed unending.

"A strange thing, love. One minute you're flying and the next you're drowning... Too weak and in too much pain to consider fighting for your life. You can only fight for them."

Draco gazed up, his eyes landing on the man who had spoken. James stood beside him, his black curls cropped short for one of his kind, clipped to his chin messily. His slender face was doused in the pink hue of the sunset, setting alight to the bronze scales that littered the bridge of his nose and his uncovered torso. His face, so similar to his nephew's, forced something to break within Draco and the blonde found himself sobbing in earnest.

Despite the fact that he was making a fool of himself in front of a stranger, despite the fact that any of his crew could arrive and see him in this state, he wept. He sobbed brokenly as his chest constricted and tears travelled freely down his cheeks. He wept, he knew, for Harry. Not for himself and the pain he was feeling at having lost someone so stupidly, but for the pain Harry must have been feeling; for the fear his Harry must surely be suffocated by. He had caused this.

It was not until a slender arm wound around his waist and a crop of dark hair rested on his shoulders that his weeping began to slow, to calm. His stomach felt as though he had swallowed a snake, alive and fierce and strangling his organs, but for some reason, he felt better. He felt stronger.

James remained where he was until Draco's body stopped shuddering, one solitary tear making its way down his cheek. "It is not your fault, Draco. It was never your fault. Faith has always had a way of intervening when it came to my nephew. He'll survive this as he has everything else." He sighed suddenly, lifting his head to smile at the blonde. "You'll have your mate and child in your arms soon."

The pirate froze, his lidded eyes snapping open suddenly to stare at the smaller Allura. "Child?"

James frowned, an uncomfortable knot twisting in his stomach. "Your child, Draco. Surely you know that Harry is with child?"

For a moment, James truly believed Draco would run him through with the silver dagger he kept clipped to his belt. His silver eyes blinked in confusion before darkening, a cruel sneer dragging at his mouth. With a sudden growl that sounded somewhere between anger and grief, Draco spun around and stalked towards his father's cabin, his entire body vibrating with tension.

James sagged, his mouth pulling down. Had he anticipated such a reaction, he would have kept his mouth shut.

"Draco does not understand the biology of Allura. He will calm as soon as he's given time to comprehend." The voice was dark, slick and rolled over James like silk, causing a tremor to race up his spine. The Allura turned, his narrowed gaze landing on Severus. The pirate wore only a shirt, black britches and boots, his usual coat having been discarded. His hair fell in one swoop down his front, black as pitch while eyes of the same colour stared down at the smaller man. Severus' skin was near flawless for a human his age, with few lines and a smooth jaw, lacking in the beard his brethren took pride in.

"And I suppose you know so much more about us?" James couldn't help but sneer, his attraction to the human something he had not anticipated, something drastically unfamiliar. Severus smirked down at him, his gaze condescending and yet entirely seductive. "I've been speaking with your eldest nephew. I know a great deal more than the other men aboard this ship."

The dark haired man took a step forward, one ink-stained hand rising to sweep back a lock of James' dark hair, revealing his pointed ear. The smile the pirate aimed at him was triumphant and James backed away, his heart thick in his throat.

Severus allowed him the space, his head dipping in a short bow before he retreated, leaving the Allura on his own.

James watched him depart, his knees weak in a way that they had not been in many, many years. "Gods, Sirius," the man breathed suddenly, his hazel eyes dipping down into the water, "I hope you approve of him because I think my body already does."

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The water they were dipped into was freezing, such a shock to the system that Harry shrieked and cupped his arms around his abdomen protectively. The space was small, a prison tank filled with salt water and little light. It was bewildering to his senses.

The crate he had been tipped from was pulled back, allowing him a moment to see that they had been thrown in from a rough square cut in the ceiling, before that square was shut once more. He was doused in darkness, but it mattered little. Green eyes glowed as they inspected the tank. It was not large and held no decoration or other useful thing Harry could see.

Twisting his limbs to adjust to the temperature, Harry allowed his fins to flare as he made his way down to Ron. The redhead had been unresponsive for days, usually sleeping fitfully or staring blankly at anything but Harry. He was sleeping now, his blue eyes shut as a frown furrowed his brow and his lips moved quickly, whispering words Harry could not hear.

The smaller Allura gripped him and retreated into a dark corner, his gaze never leaving the square through which they had been dumped. This was not an improvement to the sway of the ship that he had become accustomed to. This was a prison more cruel than the wooden room, because to Harry, this was Riddle's sadistic impression of his own home.

Cradling Ron in his arms, Harry tucked himself into the corner tightly and fell into a nightmarish sleep, plagued by human weapons, death and Tom Riddle.

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Harry awoke to find Ron gone.

He leapt up with a start, only for a strong hand to clamp around his mouth and his body to be dragged against another. Ron's voice sounded in his ear, a quiet "hussssh" as the square was suddenly opened and someone peered in. A human would have seen nothing, only the endless darkness of the swirling water, but it was not a human. It smelled decidedly off, like earth and decay and blood. It pinned red eyes on them and hissed before it was kicked aside by a boot and Riddle's voice sounded, muffled but audible under the currents.

"Try to go after my little fish again, Goyle and I'll stake you outside as the sun rises." A low chuckle as the creature with the scent of blood receded back, his hissing unintelligible. Riddle didn't bother to search for them in the dark water, only glancing at the square.

"Hide all you want, pretty Allura. You'll not be let out until I'm given an infant from your coupling. Perhaps then one of you will have the honour of sharing a bed with me." Harry snarled as the door slammed shut, his arms winding around the slight swell of his stomach in a way that was becoming familiar.

Ron sighed behind him, releasing his friend and carding a hand through his tangle of curls. Harry watched him warily. Ron had not touched him during the length of time his unnaturally long Heat had lasted. The redhead had all but become feral when Harry so much as tried to pat his arm. But here he sat, on the artificial flooring only inches from Harry, combing through his hair.

"Ron?"

Blue eyes snapped up to his, the flecks of violet standing out brilliantly as they glowed. Ron's scales mimicked the colouring, only a sparse amount swirling from his right outer eye in a pattern Harry had always found entirely captivating. His auburn hair floated behind his pale body, his hips hidden only beneath an indecently short shawl.

The taller Allura smirked. "Harry."

The redhead huffed as he was suddenly tackled by his friend, the smaller boy sobbing as slender arms wound their way around his neck and clutched desperately. Ron chuckled, holding the boy close before he drew back. "Easy," he said lowly, his voice low and rough and entirely unfamiliar. "You'll hurt the baby."

Ron put a hand to his friend's chest, grimacing. "Your core is dropping, Harry. You've been too long without your mate." Curiosity suddenly sparked in those blue eyes, despite the worried grimace his mouth had become. "Of course, as soon as we get out of here, I expect full details on who that may be."

Harry could hardly breathe, his friend was back. Ron was here, everything would be okay as long as he had someone by his side. But something in Ron had changed, matured. Something in Ron was missing.

"You haven't mated," Harry's voice was broken, cracked, "you're without a mate, Ron." The redhead smiled sadly as he drew Harry in, attempting to transfer his own warmth to the smaller boy. "I'll live Harry. There are others in our village who are without a mate. It won't be so bad alone, and I can always try again... In time."

Harry was crying now, shivering as a spike of Draco's pain and confusion tore through him. "You won't be alone, Ron. I'll still be your best friend, just like before. Right? It'll all go back to how it was." He was so absorbed in the pain that he didn't notice Ron's gaze travel over him sadly, the redhead's eyes lingering on the subtle swell of his abdomen. Ron had wanted Harry as his mate. Harry should have always been his... But he wanted the happiness of his friend more.

"Sure," the taller Allura swayed them gently in the frigid water, "Sure Harry. It'll all be fine."
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