Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor do I have any rights to it or make any money by writing these fic's.

A/N: Written for DreamWind83's Firenze Challange

Chapter 2 – Waking up

Firenze gave a groan as he found himself waking up and with a large headache too.

"What the hell happened?" Firenze moaned out as he tried to put his head in his hands only to find that he couldn't, "What the…

Looking over at his arms Firenze found that he was held down to a large table with metal bands around his arms. Blinking in confusion Firenze looked down to his feet to find that they were also held down.

"What the hell happened? The last thing I remember is the shop," Firenze said to himself as he became more away of his surroundings.

All around him was the cries of animals and humans; some was just a normal animal Firenze had seen in the zoo while others seemed to look like mystical creatures. There were humans present but while some of them seemed fully humans they also resembled mystical creatures, one human had a dog tail while another had only one angle wing. To add to Firenze's shock all of them was in cages, be it animals or humans. They were chained up and in a pitiful state.

"Don't worry," came a small shy voice, "You'll soon get used to it...and if all goes well you'll be sold...you could end up with a nice master..."

Tilting his head in the direction of the quite voice Firenze spotted a small boy on his left in a cage. The boy couldn't be older than six; he had straight shoulder length hair that framed an angel like face which held the most gorgeous emerald green eyes Firenze had ever seen. On the boy's forehead was a lightning bolt scar which only made the boy seem more beautiful.

"You shouldn't think of me as an angel," the boy said with a depressed sigh, "Just look what they did to me."

Firenze watched with wide eyes as the boy stood up, only to relieve that he did not have human legs but from below the waist he had that of a horse's body.

"T...what happened?" Firenze asked as his eyes rested upon the boy's horse half, "Why do you..."

"Why do I have the bottom half of a horse and the top half of a human for?" the boy asked with a sigh as he stomped one of his hooves on the ground, "It's simple really, I'm no longer a human, I'm a Centaur."

"You mean someone came and turned you into one," Firenze said with wide eyes, "Playing with magic...playing with life...unthinkable, such a sin."

The boy gave a sigh, "There's no such thing as magic, this is all thanks to a human trying to create mystical creatures that they can be sold on the black market for a high price."

"You don't believe in magic?" Firenze asked with wide eyes, "Kid it seems that I'll have a lot to teach you."

"Well we'll have plenty of time afterwards," the boy said as he sat back down, "After all they're planning to turn you into a Centaur too. They said that an adult Centaur with a foal would fetch them a better price."

Firenze let out a low growl, "Don't worry kid, I'll get us out of here and back to your family."

"My family doesn't want me," the boy said with a depressed look, "My aunt and uncle, who I used to live with, sold me to these people last year...they said that my parents didn't want me because of something my brother did and I didn't do..."

Firenze gave a glare at the wall, 'So it's true about the Potter's then...I thought that the Daily prophet I get was lying...I've got to help the kid now, stupid Potter's and magical world.'

"Get ready," the boy said as he looked nervously at the large metal door, "They're coming...soon enough we'll be in a stable together waiting to be sold...at least we'll have each other."

Firenze was about to open his mouth only to be cut off as the door banged open and a group of five people came walking into what Firenze could only think of as the laboratory. There were four males and one female.

"So this is him then?" asked a short fat man in what could only be described as a mobster suit while smoking a cigar, "You think it'll survive?"

"Yes sir, the tests all show that this will be our adult Centaur, he'll be able to join the foal soon enough," answered a tall thin man that looked like a mad scientist, "With combining magic and science it's possible."

"You here that boys," the short one said to the two tall and silent men that could only be bodyguards, "We'll be having us a family of Centaurs in no time! Just think of all the money!"

"Yay," the two bodyguards said without any real emotion.

"Mrs. Jones, are you taking all of this down?" the short man asked the woman, "Are you? I don't want anything to go wrong."

"Yes sir," the woman, Mrs. Jones, said as she moved her long blond hair out of the way and continued to write, "Making sure to get everything down sir."

"Good," the short man replied as he took another breath of his cigar, "How long until its turned into a Centaur then?"

"We can do it right now if you want?" the scientist said happily as he ran over to a table with different kinds of science items was, "I have already set everything up."

"Brilliant," the man said with greed in his eyes, "Alright, start the show! I want myself a real live Centaur adult to go with my foal!"

"Yes sir," the scientist said happily he went over and grabbed what Firenze knew to be a potion veil and filled a needle with it, "This will hurt him a lot so get ready for the fun!"

Firenze tried to get lose from the table but it was no use, the scientist man stabbed the needle into his arm causing Firenze to give out a loud cry of pain.

"Oh goodie," the short man said as he clapped his hands happily, "It's in pain, Mrs. Jones make sure to get the Centaur's new home set up!"

Firenze didn't hear the reply as the pain was too much for him to bear, he welcomed the darkness as it came, offering him away out of the pain.

To Be Continued...