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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 Eight:

A month had passed since Harry had last seen his son. A month since he had arrived back at his childhood home to be surrounded by those who loved him. A month since the man who had been like a father to him had been needlessly slaughtered by a woman with an ownership complex and dark magic.

Lucius not simply passed away. Not in Harry's eyes. He had been butchered, robbed of his life when everything should have been smooth sailing. It wasn't fair.

Harry rolled onto his side on the white sand that littered the beach they had come to know as their extended home. His cousin stared back at him, hazel eyes the only thing he had inherited from his Papa, James. Lupin was a conundrum to him on the easiest of days. With hair the colour of burnt wood and scales a florescent yellow, he was often odd to look upon. The Allura was slight in shape, more effeminate looking than the other males and often mistaken for a breeder, though he was not one.

"Do you think Sirius will look after Lucius?"

Harry whispered the question so as not to disturb the sleeping forms of Ron and Draco. Lupin blinked at his cousin blearily, his bright eyes catching the light of the sun with a defined glow. "I think father will have much to joke about in the Summerlands with your mate's sire by his side and your son on his knee."

Harry smiled softly at the image, his hands drifting down to run a pattern across his swollen stomach. He sighed softly at the answering kicks his child gave in response. "Lupin, why did Uncle James never find a mate after Sirius? He could have an army of children by now had he settled down sooner."

Lupin chuckled at the thought, his body twisting so that he lay on his stomach, eyes resting on Harry's face. "It was not for a lack of looking." He said, his voice becoming serious. "We Allura are a companionable people, Harry. We need family and friends to surround us, to keep us feeling happy and safe, even the most pigheaded of us." He nodded to Ron, whose hulking form looked somewhat diminished when lying amongst towering trees and pretty pink flowers. Harry chuckled as Lupin continued.

"But nobody felt right to my father. One must never simply settle with the easiest option. Papa needed a man to prove his love, to offer protection and to strive to be near him. Severus showed that quality again and again when others did not. He is a human most deserving of love, that Severus."

Harry hummed in agreement carding a hand through his black curls absently. "Does he not worry about the aging? A day will come when Severus gets old and can no longer move from a bed. He will pass away many, many years before James."

Lupin merely offered him a soft glance in response, his smile sweet. "Does it bother you knowing the same will happen with Draco, Harry?" He sighed when the question brought tears to his cousin's eyes and the smaller man vehemently shook his head, his green eyes landing onhis pale mate as Draco grunted in his sleep. Lupin wrapped slender arms around his cousin's rounded waist, drawing him close.

"Love is a funny thing. Makes you forget real life for a little while." Harry nodded, his tears leaving a hot trail down his cheeks. "Sometimes it's easiest not to dwell on the inevitable. Draco will live for many, many years yet and your child will be born safely and Scorpius will be safe. He is stronger than most give him credit for."

Harry nodded desperately, his thoughts turning from the cold truth his cousin had brought up to dwell once more on what his child could be doing now. Scorpius be safe, his mind supplied like a steady prayer, please, be safe.

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The hand came down as swift as the guillotine knife, making a loud clapping sound against the back of Fred's head. Scorpius winced in sympathy when the boy gave a yelp of pain.

"Yeh hooligan!" shrieked Madam Rosemerta, her once white corset now doused in ale and a putrid brown colour. "I'll kill yeh if I catch yeh messin' with me ale tap ag'in! Drink's no hobby fer a boy yer age, out wit' yeh!"

Fred raced away from the bar, one hand clamped firmly over his mouth to silence the snorts of laughter threatening to escape. He darted up the rickety wooden staircase with his twin hot on his heels, their raucous laughter filling the upstairs.

Scorpius shook his head and grinned, returning the rag to the tablecloths in order to finish polishing them. He had been working in the Hogshead for a month and had invested enough money in the building to restore it to near new. The once filthy windows and tattered wallpapers had been cleaned and replaced and the lounge refurnished to an unrecognizable point. It was a place that Scorpius considered a rather immaculate piece of craftsmanship which he had helped put together.

The blonde Allura offered Rosemerta and Roro a swift salute as he went to put the polish away and both women waved in return. With the arrival of new customers, the place was now a haven for the docked pirate wishing to escape the beady eye of the ever-reaching ministry. Both women worked from dawn until dusk with a happy smile and little complaint, save for the hollers they let loose when one of the twins proved to be more burden than blessing.

It was in the now twenty year olds mind to build a stable next door from the ramshackle, abandoned shack the house had become. It would prove to be a rather handsome horse-renting place and a place where the twins could work in order to blow off steam. He would be smart to place Pansy as their treasurer, seeing as she was the only female who managed to keep the pranksters in their place.

Scorpius cast an eye over the lounge room, his grin widening at the amount of men and women chatting there. Regulus waved to him happily from a short distance away. The part-Allura had become a friend in the past weeks, someone Scorpius shared a room with and delighted in confiding in. The sharp-witted youth had been through much in his short life, from being cast aside and used as a thief to finding his way into Rosemerta's arms. It seemed as though nothing would diminish his quick smile.

"Excuse me?"

Scorpius turned at the sound of the voice to face an older man with a rather plain face and greasy hair. He plastered a fake smile across his lips. "yes, sir, how can I help you?"

The man eyed Scorpius with a brown eye, his other too encrusted with dried blood and dirt to open. He grinned at the younger man with a row of sharp, white teeth. From the corner of his eye, Scorpius saw Regulus freeze in his tracks and Roro seemed to be reaching for something beneath the bar.

"I was wondering if you would perhaps accompany me to my workplace. My employer has been most interested in what you have done with this place. He believes he can offer you a rather impressive price to work for him, instead."

The man's voice was slick and his scent put Scorpius on edge. The Allura scowled at the man. "I am not for sale, sir and I'll thank you to order or to get out."

For a moment, the man looked as though he would spit at Scorpius' feet, his mouth becoming a grim line before he smiled once more. "Very well..." he sighed. He turned swiftly, but Scorpius' eyes remained on him until the door had shut behind him. The Allura turned with a shake of his head to find Roro grasping a length of wood, her hands trembling. His eyes widened at the sight. "What..?"

"Scorpius," Roro breathed, her eyes huge and matching those of Regulus as he sidled up beside her. "Do you know who that was?"

Scorpius frowned. Should he have? He knew many pirates but not everyone who lived in Diagon. The town was far to big. "No." He answered honestly with a shrug, causing the redhead to gulp and the black-eyed youth to sigh.

"That was Theo Nott."
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