AN: Chapter two decided it wanted to fight with me. So it's a little later then I wanted it to be. Any who. Here's Chapter Two.

Chapter two.

The Trip had taken longer than he would have liked. 15 hours to be exact with one 5-hour layover so a total of 20 hours. Harry really wanted a nap. But first he would have to get through African Magical division of Customs. Apparently smuggling magical and non-magical animals was big in both terminals. Especially magical people taking muggle animals through the magical side in the hopes of making it through. It used to work, but now the two worked closely together to prevent it. making it all the harder to smuggle anything in or out of Africa.

'Luna should probably not come here.' He thought, he was fond of the girl who could see things others couldn't. But he also knew she would try to bring something home she really shouldn't. He wasn't entirely sure if she even knew the laws about moving animals from one continent to another, or is she did, whether she would care or not. He chuckled to himself as he grabbed the last of his bags after clearing the custom procedures. The people hadn't reacted to much to his name, he wasn't as well-known here, but he was known enough for some of them to pause and look for the scar that had vanished after the last battle with Voldemort.

Harry looked around until his eyes fell on the man hold a sign with his name on it. The man was taller than Harry by a few inches, and definitely broader. He had black skin and kind eyes with a wide smile. He reminded the green-eyed wizard of a smaller Hagrid. Harry liked him instantly.

"Lord Potter?" The mans asked when he came to a stop in front of him. His voice was deeper than he had expected with a defined African accent. Harry found he liked it.

Harry smiled and held out his hand for the man, "Yes sir. I'm Harry Potter."

The man's smile widened, "No sir here. I am Abraham, but you can just call me Abe. Most people do." The man, now named Abe, said as he took Harry's luggage and started making his way to the waiting car.

"Then please, call me Harry. I'm still not used to being Lord Potter, and Mr. Potter makes me feel like I'm in trouble again." Harry smiled when Abe laughed. He had that laugh that just made you want to join in.

"Well Harry," he said with a wink as they stopped next to a jeep that looked like it had seen better days, but was still being well maintained. "Would you like to check into a motel and take our trip to the camps tomorrow morning, or continue to the camp now? Mind it will be late when we get there. so you would end up meeting with Elizabeth tomorrow morning." The look in Abe's face was Harry needed to know about what he was hoping.

"Why don't we get a hotel for the night? The was an annoyingly long flight." Harry smiled mischievously, "maybe I will move to Africa so I don't have to deal with such long flights ever again."

Abe laughed as he pulled the jeep around into traffic, heading for a nearby hotel. "You might reconsider that idea my friend, when you face to face with a pride of hungry lions."

Harry grinned, "I'm looking forward to it my friend. I do love a great adventure."

They woke up early the next day, Harry had gone to sleep after mirror calling Hermione to tell her he had arrived safe and had made it through customs. Abe had other plans for his night. Harry just grinned at the other man as he said goodbye to his companion for the night.

"I see one of us had fun last night," Harry teased as they pulled out of the hotel parking lot. The sun still hadn't made its way over the horizon. Everything was still coated in shadows leaving very little to see.

Abe laughed, "You should have had some fun to my friend. African women are like no others." Harry just laughed without answering. He had never been comfortable with casual sex. After what happened with Ginny he was close to swearing off relationships altogether. He just didn't want the drama that came with. Being single was so much simpler.

After an hour of driving that sun finally made its way up revealing what the night had kept hidden.

"It really is lovely here," he said to his companion as they drove past a group of gazelle. "So much wilder than England could ever be." He turned to his still smiling guide. "I think I'm going to like it here Abe."

"I think so to Harry," Abe replied, not even trying to keep the laughter from his voice. "Africa is definitely one of a kind. A truly wild land."

The drive took until mid-day. Harry didn't mind the long trip this time. Abe was good company and always willing to answer any questions he had about the animals they came across, or to point out an animal he may have missed. Especially a small pride of lions. He even offered to show him more after his meeting with Dr. Oz.

The camp at first look was very well put together. Large tents inside wooden structures to keep the weather from caving the tents in and a few open structures where it looked like a few people were talking and laughing together.

'Must be a meeting area,' Harry mused as they passed another open area as Abe led him to one of the few free-standing buildings. He could just see the small wooden walkways that wound around and through the marshy lands to connected the different tents.

"Dr. Oz!" Abe called, only raising his voice slightly. "Your visitor is here."

An older woman came out of the tent, a small smile on her face. She looking to be in her 40's but a young 40. Harry could see the intelligence in her eyes as the older woman made her way forward and a younger man stepped out of the tent.

"Lord Potter?" The woman asked holding out her hand.

Harry smiled at her, "Please just Harry. Still not used to the Lord thing."

"Well, Harry welcome. You've met Abe, and this is my son Jackson." She said motioning to the man who had come out behind her. He was about as tall as Abe, so annoyingly taller than Harry. he just wore jeans and a t-shirt that had a logo on it for one of the safari camps Hermione had found nearby when she had researched the area. "They both work as safari guides nearby." The explained the logo.

"Hello," Harry said, ignoring the twitch of a smile on Jackson's face at the sound of his accent. He was fast getting used to the reaction to the English accent.

"Hi."

Dr. Oz just rolled her eyes as her son walked past her and, after shaking Harry's hand, continued past and dragged Abe away. "Sorry about him, he's not very social with new people."

"I know a few people who are the same Ma'am. In fact, a few I know wouldn't even say hello." They both just laughed at that.

"Well why don't I show you around the camp and we can discuss business after."

"Sounds like a plan to me Doctor."

"Please call me Elizabeth. Hopefully we will be doing business together after all."

"I hope so Elizabeth, I really do."