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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 Six:

Scorpius groaned as arms once more found their way around his waist, tugging him fiercely and to the point where he feared his ribs would bend.

"Papa, it isn't as though I'll be gone forever!"

Harry shushed him with a look, the spark of something in his eyes making Scorpius smile despite the sad nature of the hug. Harry drew away with a sigh, one hand straying to the bump that was slowly becoming more defined beneath his tunic. "My son is leaving, I am allowed to hold onto our goodbye for as long as I deem fit. I want you to always stay near a coastline Score, Diagon may not be as it once was but every big town is a nest for criminal activity."

Scorpius nodded obediently, having already heard this lecture from his father. Ron smiled at him from a short distance away, his scales scattered across his chest as he spoke quietly to Luna. The family Scorpius had just begun to know surrounded him, their faces now as familiar and as safe to him as Hermione's and Rose's had been. James and Severus left him to his goodbye's as they moved with Neville and two other Allura to equip the vessel for the journey.

Scorpius turned to glance at his father's ship, the ship that would take him on his first journey from his family. The Siren. He sighed and shook his head at the strangeness of it all. Life was happening rapidly around him and the full impact of all that had happened had yet to drown him. He could survive on his own.

Draco moved from his son to drag Harry into a solid embrace, his gaze skimming over Scorpius' breathless form as he did. In the early glow of the golden sun the Allura looked like some Godly statue, so alike both himmself and Harry in every feature of his face and body.

"Are you sure we should let him go off like this Harry? What if his Heat kicked in?" His tone was panicked, as if the thought had just occurred to him, though he had voiced it on more than one occasion in the past week. Harry looked back at his son, his lips lifting in a sad smile. "Had he been capable of having a Heat it would have hit him months ago, love, I explained this. I think it's safe to assume that in the aspect of hormones, Scorpius is more man than Allura."

Luna nodded sagely as she approached them, her blue eyes bright. "A good observation, Harry. He doesn't crave salty foods like you and Ron do, nor does he have scales. Scorpius is a rather perfect blend of creature and human, taking the best from both sides." Harry dropped his hands to his stomach, rubbing gently, "then I can only hope you take after your brother, little one," he whispered. The life was near frantic now beneath his palm, coiling in his stomach like a worm as though it could feel an adventure in sight. Harry grimaced. "This one is going to give me trouble."

It was with a watery smile that Harry watched his friends and his only son board the ship, his grip tightening on Draco as he waved frantically. Scorpius waved back with a smile and a gentle shake of his head, his eyes never leaving both his sire and his father as the ship began to lurch away from the island swiftly, until he could see their faces no more. His parents would be alright, they had Ron and the family to guard them. And with Luna and Severus in charge of the Siren and on a coarse for open waters, he would not have to look far for help if Diagon let him down.

Scorpius felt Luna step up beside him and turned to the blonde, his eyebrow quirking when he saw that her eyes had faded to a clouded white. His friend was trapped in something none of them could see.

"Lucius says he's said goodbye to you already. He'll be going for good now. Do you understand?"

Scorpius sighed. He knew his Grandfather had lingered in the world between worlds for as long as he possibly could, offering words of wisdom to Luna and a gentle presence to ease Harry's sobs in the night when Draco had been no more than a body in a bed. He had known that the man would not hang around forever, nor did he wish him to. Scorpius had made peace with the passing of the pirate and now wished only an eternity of happiness for both Lucius and his baby brother in the Otherworld. "I understand."

Luna paused, cocking her head as though listening to something new, a strange sound. She frowned.

"You've got an angel on the lookout for you."

It was with those words that Luna made her way back towards the cabins of the ship, leaving Scorpius to frown in her wake and to contemplate what on Earth she had meant.

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Diagon was a far cry from his home at Hogsmeade. Whereas that had been a simple village, this was a far busier town. He had been dropped off only a short time ago, after days of calm weather and smooth sailing. As he stood on the edge of the noisy town a dark cloud approached from the distance, making him uneasy.

Though he wore only a simple tunic and trousers tucked into soft boots, it was needless to say that he stuck out painfully. As he walked the cobbled streets, his eyes skimming each person and gazing curiously at the shops that decorated the streets, he drew the attention of everyone. Not for the first time, Scorpius wished he had been blessed with a plain face and comely hair. With a mane of white and green eyes that brought a few woman to a halt, he was a target for those who admired pretty things.

His thoughts were confirmed when he turned a corner and was suddenly dragged downwards by a beggar. His back bent so that he kept his feet, his arm twisting painfully as the man grinned at him toothily. The man was older and quite a deal stronger, with dirty clothes and the scent of rot and disease. He chuckled and patted his own cheek when Scorpius tried to pull away, clearly insane.

"Let go of me, sir!" Scorpius hissed, not wanting to draw any more attention to himself than was necessary. The man clucked his tongue against his yellow teeth, his head shaking childishly while he mumbled words to himself. Scorpius was about to let one fin slide loose and startle the beggar when a voice hollered behind him.

"Oi! You let him go, Rumi, or it'll be t' the stocks with yeh again!"

The man released him at the voice, ducking his shaggy head and Scorpius glanced behind him to see the approach of a fiery-haired woman. She was, perhaps, no older than he was in years, though life had not been kind to her. Lines of weariness as well as laugh lines adorned her pretty face and her brown eyes were suspicious as she scowled at the old man. When she turned her gaze to Scorpius, however, her smile was large and made her quite beautiful.

"Hello there, gorgeous," she grinned up at him, her wild curls offering her only millimetres of much-needed height. She placed her hands on well-rounded hips, the wide dress she wore one of brilliant yellow. "You're def'nitely not from 'round 'ere. What's yer name?"

Scorpius could do little but smile back at her warmth, his senses calming at the sound of her rough and welcoming accent. "Scorpius," he said with a small bow, earning himself a giggle of appreciation. "I am from Hogsmeade, I've only recently arrived here."

The red head looked him up and down before sticking out a work-hardened hand which he shook happily. "My name's Roro, gorgeous, and if yer in need of a place ter stay, there's room and food in the Hog's Head. They's who I work fer."

Seeing no other option as the sky above him threatened to flood the streets at any moment, he nodded politely and gestured for Roro to lead the way, his smile widening as she continued to chatter pointlessly throughout their journey.
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