A/N: I've actually had this idea for quite a while… but haven't done anything until now. I know I need to work on other stories but I want to do this. I ride horses and so I really know what I'm doing for once. There may be vocab for horses you don't know and I apologize but all will be explained… maybe. Moonshine is actually a horse I lease but he is a guy…
Summary: Harry needs something to do after the war. Something non-magical. So he turns to horses. Harry takes up English riding and really finds his calling. Harry rises quickly and soon buys a horse of his own, a mare named Moonshine. Harry decides to move to a more prestigious stable to take lessons from one of the best. Turns out, one of the best is an old enemy. SLASH SS/HP! OoC!
I HAVE EDITED THIS CHAPTER! IT IS A BIT MORE EXPLANATORY! :D Thank you to all who put me or this story on favorites or alerts! I love you guys!
I own nothing but Moonshine (and even him(i told you, moon is a guy in the real world) I dont own, sadly) *Pouts*
Chapter 1
To ride, fear must be nonexistent. At least that's what Harry thought. But if you didn't have fear you would have to be some kind of superhero. Everybody thought Harry was a superhero. Well, he wasn't. He was just an ordinary guy who the bravery to defeat the most annoying, dark wizard on the planet. Besides, it was his destiny.
After the war, Harry had to do a lot of soul searching. He found out that who he thought he was wasn't who he really was. First of all, he wasn't in love with Ginny. Maybe that had to do with the fact that he found he was gay….
Ginny didn't take the breakup too well. In fact, most of the Weasley clan still was against him for it. Hermione was supportive, saying that she knew all along. Ron, well he threw a fit at first, but then realized his sister was just mad because she wasn't famous or rich.
The war left Harry with a certain resentment of magic. He needed a hobby that involved anything but magic. Hermione told him about something she used to do as a child. She used to ride horses. Harry decided that sounded like a good idea and signed up for lessons. Harry rode in the English style, which meant the saddles had no horn and he could jump.
Turns out, Harry was really good at it and really enjoyed it. Harry rose quickly and was soon jumping 2'3" fences in lessons. He decided to really go professional and move to a prestigious barn called Stone Woods. He was going to take lessons from one of the best riders in Britain. Harry also bought a beautiful mare named Moonshine; he mostly called her Moon as Moonshine was a name used in horse shows. She was a white horse with brown flecks covering her body with an off -white mane, tail and forelock. She was fit, but she still needed a bit of training. She was 16 hands tall. Harry was unsure about how trailering her was going to work. Thank god he had learned how to use the horse trailer.
Harry walked down the aisle way of the barn for the last time; the moment was bittersweet. On one hand he was leaving to go to a new place where he could go pro, on the other hand, he was leaving the place that had given him his start. Upon reaching her stall, Moon looked around at Harry and pricked her ears. Harry and Moon shared a special relationship. He understood her and vice versa. For Harry, it was one of the hardest things to explain. Sure, they could be very disfuntional at times, but aat the end of the day, he loved that horse. She was like his light at the end of a dark tunnel. She was his savior. Harry entered her stall and rubbed her muzzle. Moon closed her eyes in bliss. Harry gently kissed her forehead and preceded to put her shipping boots on so Moon wouldn't hurt her legs in the trailer. Harry slowly slid Moon's halter on and clicked the lead on. Her poll cap was already in place.
"C'mon girl, we're going to your new home." Moon whickered. Harry proceeded to take her out of her stall and lead her out of the barn for the last time. Harry took her to the trailer and Moonshine pricked her ears and eagerly went forward as Harry stepped into the trailer. This suprised Harry because she had been so adament about not going when her old owner tried to make her go. Then again, her old owner was a bitch. So far so good, Harry thought. Getting Moon clipped in went quickly and Harry found himself in his truck backing out of the only place where he felt truly at peace and headed towards a new life with Moonshine.
