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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 Twenty Three:

Draco stood beside his father as he watched the shape in the distance slowly become Riddle manor. The thing was huge, near in appearances to a castle rather than a house. It sat on a slip of land that protruded from the coast, large and imposing and a threat to any ships that dared pass. Riddle's own ships sat docked beside it, three massive vessels built for power and strength. Behind the manor existed a forest, dark and twisted and altogether foreboding. It was a hellish looking place in the brightest of sunny days. With the overcast grey and rain pelting from the heavy clouds, it looked like Satan's castle come to Earth.

"How are we meant to find a way into that?" Draco growled to his father, his voice low lest it somehow be carried through the winds to Riddle himself. Lucius ran his tongue across his teeth in thought, a hand raising to rub the stubble along his jaw. "We'll leave the ship where she is, Draco. Take a boat or two there, for this mission and in a place as well guarded as Riddle manor, the less noisy men the better."

Severus hummed in agreement by the blonde's side, signalling for the crew to drop anchor and still their movement. Riddle manor lay in the distance, a far enough journey to row but Draco could see the logic. In a small boat, they could approach from the north, near enough the forest to enter the twisting trees without losing sight of the mighty building. The dark-haired pirate caught his eye. "Be ready for whatever awaits you inside that prison Draco. Stronger men than you have gone insane within."

Draco felt Fleur step behind him, her blonde hair whipping against her skin. "Stronger men, perhaps," she said in a low croak, her eyes hard, "but none with as much to lose as Draco and myself should we fail."

Lucius nodded solemnly, before turning to his crew with a critical eye. "Draco, you take the first boat with Zabini, Parkinson and Severus. I'll go in the second with Shota..."

The captain was interrupted by a deep rumble, almost laughter had there been any humour to it. Shota shook his head. "My uncle and I are water creatures, Lucius," he said with a dark grin, "We will swim." Fleur snapped her teeth audibly, "I will fly."

"I'm coming with you."

Draco closed his eyes and breathed through his nose as Luna's soft, dreamy voice sounded beside him. He turned slowly, his mouth set in a grim line as he looked down at the small girl, so delicate she would surely be slaughtered in a matter of minutes. He'd grown fond of Luna, loved her like a sister. He could not let that happen.

"Luna I..."

He trailed off when she looked at him, her blue eyes clouded in a way he knew was dangerous and unfamiliar. "If you leave me here he will die."

Lucius silenced Draco with a firm hand as the younger pirate stared at his friend, his mouth agape. Was Harry's well being linked to Luna's presence? Lucius was trying to persuade the girl to stay, his tone firm and his eyes blind to the frustration that was building up inside the little woman.

"Enough," Draco whispered, placing a hand on his chest as though his heart was hurting. "She's coming with us. Luna is far stronger than any of us give her credit for." With that he nodded at the blonde and gestured for her to follow him to the boat. His father could follow with the stronger men.

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The manor towered over their group and, suddenly, things didn't seem in their favour. They watched the two men resting against the back entrance, their stance bored and withdrawn as they ignored one another in favour of looking out into the dark forest. Draco crouched lower beneath the slope, pulling Luna down with him and shooting a glare at Parkinson when the man slipped on the slick forest floor and nearly fell. He was saved from a noisy tumble only by Blaise and Severus snatching his collar, the latter pirate snarling in his ear about his stupidity.

Draco turned his gaze to watch his father speak in a hushed whisper to the two Allura, both of whom were trying to map the area from the shape of the manor.

"We'll need to distract those two men, send them into the forest and slip past them," Lucius was saying, his gaze flickering from Shota to the two men standing guard. "Once we're in we'll have a better... Fleur, no!"

Draco tried to grab the woman's waist, but Fleur had darted past him, straight towards the entrance. The men yelled as they saw her approach, swift and all but untouchable. They were dead before they had even raised their guns, a crimson line on their throats the only evidence that they were gone from this world and not merely sleeping. Fleur flexed her talons as she beckoned them forward, causing Blaise to turn a nasty shade of green.

"You could have been killed." Draco snarled at her, his fingers firmly wrapped around Luna's arm as he ushered the females before him into the castle swiftly. Fleur merely cast him an amused glance, before her nose rose in the air and sniffed like a hunting dog. Her lips drew back in a silent snarl and a hiss bubbled in her throat.

"My brother was beaten here."

Draco glanced around the chamber as the others fell in behind him. They were in a large hall, empty of any furniture but with many lighting candles and tunnels which seemed to go in every direction. Draco's heart plummeted. This place was a labyrinth.

Shota and James inhaled at once, their eyes snapping open. "Harry is here," James breathed a sigh of relief, "and Ron." Shota grunted and his brown eyes latched onto one opening, "they were taken through that hallway."

Offering a silent prayer to whichever God happened to be listening, Draco started forward, his steps slow and measured as he listened before turning any corner. Luna strolled almost easily beside him, her feet wanting to carry her in a direction she seemed utterly sure of, despite what sort of man might have been waiting in each dark alcove. Draco watched her with a growing apprehension, his heart hammering in his chest as her steps grew quicker, lighter.

She knew there was no one in the halls waiting for them. She knew their confrontation was entirely expected.

Draco hissed as the sudden realisation dawned on him and hurried forward to warn his father, when Shota came across a large wooden door and pulled it open.

Too late.

The room was huge, cavernous and decorated with silks of green and silver and a platform on which stood a magnificent, crafted throne-like chair. In that chair was Riddle. He sat at ease, legs crossed as he surveyed their group. His skin was like talc and his eyes were black, entirely unpleasant.

Beside him, held down by a metal chain in the floor was the biggest wolf Draco had ever laid eyes on. Its fur was brown, shaggy and it looked contorted somehow, a creature entirely animal and yet somehow almost human. It watched them approach with yellow eyes, its teeth clashing in a show of fury and hate. Beside him were two more figures, a pale boy with broken wings who could only be Gabriel and a red haired man who looked sliced and heavily scarred.

James let out an outraged cry, the only thing holding him back was Severus' arm around his waist. "Ron!"

The man's head jerked up, his violet-blue eyes glazing over with pain as he saw the two Allura. "I'm so sorry," he whispered, "I tried to keep him with me." He was silenced with a grunt and a heavy thud as his knees sank to the platform, Riddle's throwing knife embedding in the skin of his side.

Shota roared in fury, rushing forward only for Riddle to tut in displeasure and raise the wooden crossbow by his side. Shota stopped, experienced enough to know this weapon could do damage, damage that he could not repair.

Riddle cast a look over them all, his black eyes landing on the captain. "Ah," he sighed, "Lucius. I had wondered when I would see you again. Such a wonderful surprise to see you here, attempting to rescue a few beasts. I do wonder from a pirate of your stature, why would you concern yourself?"

Lucius said nothing, his eyes scouring the room for enemies. They were there, hidden and lurking in the shadows and corners. Riddle stepped down from the platform, in front of the small, pale boy. "Beautiful, aren't they? And they're all mine." He raised his eyes to look at Fluer. The Veela seemed to be in a state of shock, her gaze fixed on the broken wings of her brother and the blood that ran from his mouth.

"But I suppose you've not come for these beasts, oh no," Riddle continued, beckoning to some shadow slowly, "my men tell me it was your son who bought this delightful creature."

A man moved from the shadows suddenly, Harry gripped tightly in his arms. The boy looked exhausted, but unharmed. His stomach held only a small swell and his green eyes were huge.

"Draco!"

Draco felt his heart tear, he raised a hand as if to touch his beloved's face from a distance, tears already clouding his vision. "Harry..."

Riddle chuckled as the small Allura began to struggle, grabbing the boy's wrists with one hand and pinning them behind his back. "As you can see, this little beauty is with child. I had hoped it would be from my other Allura, but with such rapid swelling it's obvious he was pregnant before. As he's been in your son's custody before that, I can only assume, Lucius, that this little one now carries your grandchild."

Draco felt his father's nails bite into the flesh of his arm. The blonde did not know when he had attempted to move forward, nor when his father had gripped him. He knew only that Riddle held his Harry. Riddle held his mate and his child. He screamed at the man, joined by the furious growls of James and Shota. Fleur was unfreezing beside the two other pirates, her eyes bleeding to solid black as her claws twitched suddenly.

Riddle moved backwards, towards the platform with the three others. "This is a werewolf," the pirate said, almost as though he was having a conversation and indicating to the brown wolf that was salivating at the mouth, his yellow eyes glowing. "Amazing things, they familiarize themselves with scents of those they come in contact with in human form, so that when the full moon arrives, they know which scents and which people not to attack." He chuckled suddenly, dark and sadistic. "Unfortunately for Harry, he arrived at a later date to my lovely wolf. Therefore, Neville will see him as only one thing. Food."

With that, Riddle pushed Harry on top of the platform, inches from the beats snapping jaws. Draco howled and tore at his father in an attempt to get loose, almost missing Riddle's words.

"You stole from me once, Malfoy. I'll have you learn your lesson the hard way never to do so again."

And as he spoke, he raised the crossbow in his hand and shot at the chain which held Neville still, unleashing the twisted creature straight at Harry.
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