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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 Three:

Harry clucked his tongue softly, the swirling water causing strands of velvety black hair to float away from his thick mane as he stood completely still, legs tensed to jump. His green eyes were wide as he watched his prey advance slowly. In the pale light, Harry's body scales glimmered like emeralds embedded into pearl-white skin.

His prey stilled suddenly, as though sensing something. Harry pounced, fins flaring and teeth exposed in a snarl. The unsuspecting Allura shrieked shortly before he landed on the sand with a grunt and the breath was knocked from his lungs.

Ron groaned, rubbing his head. "Dammit, Harry," he growled, blue eyes blinking up into the smaller man's face, "what was that for?"

Harry smirked and shrugged his slim shoulders, "It was due." The dark-haired Allura smiled, baring small white teeth, "are you free?" Ron's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "No way are we going up there, Harry. Mother found out about last time and she all but skinned me alive."

Harry's pert nose wrinkled as he moved from the man's torso woth a deft twist of his long legs so that Ron could stand. "Just make sure she doesn't find out this time. Please, Ron? I'm bored!" Ron regarded his friend with wary eyes. "What if we run into something?"

Harry snorted at the red head's half-hearted attempt to escape. "In all the time we've been to that island we've never once encountered anything beyond animals. You know as well as I that the forest is deserted." Ron's brow furrowed before he grinned suddenly, eyes glinting. "If I come with you, do I get a kiss?

Harry growled and punched the taller man soundly on the arm. "Stop being an arse."

Ron cackled and darted up through the water suddenly, strong leg fins flared to propell his body through the sea, "come on then! I'll not wait for you all day!"

The island was only a short swim from the underwater village of Godric's Hollow, but it was not a place the Allura liked to dwell for long. The threat of humans landing there held most of the water creautures at bay. Harry grinned as the lush forest came into view. It was bright and overgrown and wild and he adored it. He shook the water from his skin as he emerged from the sea, making a face of disgust as his waist-length hair clung to his back like dead seaweed.

Ron's red locks hung limply to his thighs, his pale blue scales began to vanish as his skin dried in the morning sun. The taller man glanced around the forest silently as Harry waited for his curls to dry. From this little piece of land it was impossible to know that not a hundred yards in the distance there existed a community of sea creatures a few miles beneath the water's surface. "Does something about this place feel odd?" Ron asked suddenly, brow furrowing as he glanced into the thick foliage. Harry shook his head with a grin. "Feels the same to me." he replied, watching his scales disappear slowly.

The pair strode towards the forest, sighing as the heat of the sun vanished under the tree canopy. Harry tied the knot of his wrap closer to his hip, lest he inadvertently flash some poor animal, or Ron. With a small smile, the smaller male darted forward suddenly into the forest, laughing as he heard Ron's muttered, "not this again."

He raced through the trees, eyes wide and lips parted as he keened in delight. The birds above echoed him in shrill cries. He was slowing to a stop when a yell of pain sounded in the distance. Ron!

Harry gasped and darted back, worry causing his bottom lip to quiver against his will. He found the red head in a small clearing beside a toppled tree trunk on bended knee. One of his ankles was trapped within a vicious looking contraption made of wood and odd-looking clips. It took a moment to register that the rose-coloured liquid on his friend's leg was blood. Ron was injured.

Dropping to his knees, Harry helped the pale Allura pry apart the weapon and free his bleeding limb. He tossed the vicious device aside with shaking fingers. "What is that thing?"

Ron groaned and clutched his leg, "I've no idea but we need to leave, Harry, now." He made to stand and would have toppled had the smaller man not grasped him around the waist. The sounds of bawdy laughter and playful yelling reached the pair from somewhere in the forest and they froze. A soft whimper escaped Harry's lips and Ron clutched the smaller boy to him. He bent down to whisper in Harry's ear, "Run home, Harry, send word to the village…"

"I'm not leaving you!" Harry snarled, cutting him off abruptly. He glanced around the clearing, mouth parting as his eyes caught the sight of the toppled tree. He gripped Ron close and dragged the protesting red head to the trunk. With swift hands he forced his friend into a hidden space beneath the huge plant. "Stay here, Ron," Harry whispered, wincing as the voices grew louder, nearer. "I'll lead them away."

Ron glared at the smaller male "No!" he growled, clutching Harry's hand in his own. Harry forced Ron's grasp away and leaned in to kiss the taller man swiftly on the mouth. "Stay hidden!" With that he backed away from the hiding place and took off, darting in the direction of the voices. He pushed his legs faster as the stranger's began to cry out signs of sighting and gave chase. Hunting. They were hunting.

He gasped steadily, chest heaving with the effort of keeping his pace quick. A sound like clouds colliding in the sky ripped through the air and Harry cried out as pain exploded in his shoulder. His knees buckled beneath him and he landed in a heap on his back, eyes wide with fear as he caught sight of the gushing blood. They hadn't even touched him!

He forced himself to remain quiet and keep his fins hidden within as voices gathered around him. There was at least a dozen men emerging from the shadows, all gritty and bearded and as rough as granite stone. He stared at them, pupils dilating in terror. Humans.

"Is it a lass or a lad, I can't bloody well tell?"

"Course it's a bleedin' fella Mickey you blind bastard, that's a lad's face!"

The Allura shrieked as a hand suddenly cupped him between the legs. "Definitely a fella," the man-handler chuckled, grinning toothily at Harry's shaking form. "Pretty thing ain't he?"

"What do you suppose he's doin' all the way out here? Shipwrecked would you say?"

A man with a sneer and bad acne scowled and spat into the dust at his feet. "I don't give a flying fuck just take him back to the ship. He'll fetch a good price at auction for master Riddle."

A knee was suddenly pressed cruelly into his wounded shoulder and Harry's world turned black as pain rolled over him and he fainted.
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