Hey! First fanfic! Flames will be used to put irons in. Here is my blanket disclaimer: I do not own Homestuck or Harry Potter!

Warnings: Contains vore, and homosexual pairings. Don't like, don't read.

John was scared.

Karkat and John sat in forest; it was eerie, silent-like. Dangerous. Not exactly a good thing when you're stuck at three inches tall.

They weren't quite sure where they were. They had just hit the two-year mark of their three-year journey, when , out of nowhere, the nub-horned troll had appeared. Jade had been in the midst of resizing John, as he had just finished visiting his planet. However, she had stopped when Karkat appeared. The troll managed to say that he'd been sucked through a portal in a dream-bubble when some kind of light-portal-swirly thing appeared and suddenly the two had been in some dark forest area.

Just him. And Karkat. In a probably-dangerous forest. This was great.

"Well this is just fucking fantastic! Where the fuck are we, anyway?" Karkat asked, breaking the silence.

"I'm not sure, Karkat! It doesn't look much like the planets I've been to…what?"

"John. Why in hell's name are you the size of a squeakbeast." It was more of a statement than a question.

"Hey! It's not my fault! Jade was still resizing me when you decided to come out of nowhere!"

"I didn't decide anything, nookwhiffer. I was sent through the gogdamn portal."

"Well, it's not like I can do much about it!" John yelled, frustrated. Even with his god-powers, it was still very unsettling being tiny. He used the Windy Thing to fly up to Karkat's face. "And besides, we need to find out how to get out of here. This place is giving me chills. It's too quiet. Even for nighttime."

Karkat looked around. "Yeah." He was unnerved. "We should get a move on…-HOLY FUCK!"

John whipped his head around to what the startled troll was staring warily at.

"Don't make any sudden movements, Egbert."

The owl dove.

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Karkat held a bleeding human in his hands. The owl had put up a bit of a fight, and Karkat had had to snap at it with sharp teeth before it would let the human drop from its talons. From what the troll could see, the damn bird had managed to claw John up fairly badly on his left arm, and on the left side of his hip to his left knee, right through his thigh. With godly healing, it would heal up alright, but for the time being, John was barely able to move without pain, let alone use the energy for powers.

Karkat didn't want to stick him in his pocket—the rough fabric and movement of walking could worsen the human's injuries—but he didn't want to put him in his sylladex, either. He didn't know what effect that would have on John's wounds, let alone if Karkat would be able to get him out of the encryption modus. But leaving him exposed, even being carried, posed a danger. If the human was vulnerable before the attack, how much more so would he be wounded? Not to mention the smell of blood would undoubtedly attract unwelcome visitors.

"Karkat..?"

"Yeah, John."

"What do we do now?"

And what a fucking question that was. Karkat had come up with a solution to the issue of tiny-hurt-human, but he doubted the human himself would like it.

"Karkat?"

"…I. I may have a solution to this problem. Maybe." Karkat bit out. He didn't want to scare the human—and he knew that his idea was, at the very least, terrifying. "But you'll have to trust me."

"Of course I trust you, Karkat! Why wouldn't I?" John was a bit perplexed. Why wouldn't he trust his bro Karkat? What did Karkat plan to do…and why did he sound so hard-pressed to help?

By the time John came out of his musings, he realized that Karkat had lifted him up to his face. And had his mouth slightly open. And that John was becoming alarmingly closer to that sharp-toothed deathzone every passing second. "Karkat!?"

Karkat ignored John's plea for answers. Time was of the nooksucking essence, damnit. He had already heard two hootbeasts nearby, and he wasn't taking any chances with John. The troll raised the tiny human to his mouth. "Just trust me." He lowered the shaking human into his maw, being careful of the sharp teeth John had to pass over. Not trusting the devil-birds to not swipe John from him, he carefully closed his mouth with a soft clack, teeth creating a small cage around the godling and leaving him in darkness.

John shook with tension and fear in the troll's mouth. While he trusted Karkat, this was pushing the envelope. Not that he could do much about it, with barely being able to move due to his injuries.

"Karkat..?" John whimpered. As he could barely move, he was rather scared. What was the troll doing? "Why..Why am I in your…mouth..?" As the human continued, he became more panicked. "Karkat? Let me out please! I don't wanna die!"

Inside said troll's mind, he was thinking. Gogdamnit John, I can't fucking answer you. You are in my mouth. Therefore, I cannot talk. Calm your shit. Of course, all of this went unheard to John. In annoyance, Karkat let out a soft growl. John went silent, but was still shaking with fear and confusion. Karkat, sighed, frustrated, realizing he had only scared the boy further. In an attempt to reassure the human, Karkat softy licked John, purring around him. He winced mentally at the horrifying taste of the godling's blood. While the taste itself was not bad, it meant that John was hurt. The troll couldn't stand the human being hurt, even if John annoyed him. With a final lick, Karkat swallowed.

John had calmed down a bit when he heard the troll purring, even if the licking was weird. It wasn't exactly bad, and it seemed to be cleaning his wounds. He felt a bit more secure, too, away from the outside. He never knew owls could be so vicious. As the licking-and-purring continued, he went limp, letting the troll take over. This wasn't too bad.

Suddenly, the world tilted a bit, and he was sliding, feet-first, towards the throat. John tried to grab hold of something, starting to panic again, but everything was too slippery! Was Karkat going to eat him? Calm him down so that he wouldn't struggle, then kill him? Wasn't that something trolls did, mercy killings? Was Karkat trying to end him?

"Stop! No! Karkat!" The human yelled desperately, "I don't wanna die!" But the yells were lost in the slick muscles of the troll's throat.

As John was sucked down his throat, Karkat could feel him trying to struggle, too weak to do so. He realized that John probably thought that Karkat was trying to kill him, but Karkat couldn't fucking tell him otherwise until he calmed down.

A few seconds later, Karkat felt a light weight settle in his belly. He had cleared the acids previous to swallowing, but John didn't know that. "John. Gogdamnit, John, I can feel you shaking. Calm down, you're fine."

John landed with a muffled thump. He tried to get up, but he was just too tired. He didn't have the energy to move. He was terrified, shaking, and starting to cry. He was going to die, because his "bro" thought that he needed a mercy killing. Then he heard Karkat.

"What do you mean, fine? You a-ate me, Karkat," He cried, voice shaking. "I don't wanna die here!"

"I mean you're fine, you nooksniffing bagelfucker. Calm down. There are no acids, idiot. You. Are. Fine." Karkat said. "I couldn't keep you anywhere else without risking hurting you," He said more softly. "Please calm down. I'm not going to hurt you, alright?" Karkat patted his belly. "Not going to hurt you."

John stilled. While he couldn't see anything, he could felt around with his uninjured arm and found that the troll's words were right. He was fine. No acids. Karkat had done this to protect him, and he was going to be fine.

The troll felt the human still for a few seconds, then relax. It seemed that John had figured out that he was going to be okay.

"Thanks, Karkat." John said softly.

When the nubby-horned troll heard this, he felt a warm feeling in his chest. "Yeah, yeah, of course," Karkat gruffly said, rubbing his middle, "I'm going to try to find out where we are."

"Okay, Karkat!" John chirped. The human had easily gained back his normal enthusiasm, despite his location. "Let's go!"

"Yes, let's." Karkat half-grumbled, half-sighed. He had no idea where they might be. Or, thinking about it, when. This was going to get interesting. Fucking damnit, more shit to sort out.