Day 1
I'm officially on the run. Oh Merlin, what have I done! I've gone mental. If father finds out- no- WHEN father finds out he'll never let me leave the grounds again! I'll probably be confined to my chambers for all eternity!! Well considering he wants to marry me off he'll probably tell Theodore bloody Nott to lock me in a room for the rest of my life. Oh Merlin my life is over! Over!!
"Are you quite alright back there?"
"What?" Salazar I forgot about the horseman for a second there. I'm losing my mind.
"You're very quiet is all. Why don't you tell me who you're running from?"
"I haven't a clue what you mean." I certainly can't let anyone know I'm a Prince. They'll probably hold me for ransom. Or torture me for fun!
He lets out a loud laugh. "I may not be a scholar but I'm certainly no fool. I know when someone is on the run. You were quite hysterical. Don't worry I won't pester you for an answer. We all have our secrets. As long as your not a murderer of course."
"Of course I'm not!" I huff.
He laughs yet again. "I believe you. But I know you're running from something. You don't have to let me know, but if you need help I know a man you would never deny to lend a hand."
"Really?" Could he be telling the truth? Could there really be someone for me to go to? "I do. Need help that is. What kind of help does he offer?"
"He runs a ship. They uh… transport goods. I work for him. I find places for them to sell said goods. I'm sure he can find something for you to do. He never turns down anyone in need of help. No questions asked."
Transport goods? Oh. Pirates. "Pirates?! They're pirates??"
"Well yes. Don't judge so harshly. You need the help don't you?"
It's true. Do I really have any other options? No.
"Alright. Take me to him?"
"Will do." He says with a smile in his voice. "What's your name by the way?"
"My name? It's D-" A name. I need to think. Quickly! "Dawn. My name is Dawn." Dawn? Really??
"Dawn? Really?? That's what you're going with? You're not great at lying are you?" The amusement in his voice was abundantly clear.
"Alright well what's your name then?"
"Don't get upset, I'm just trying to help. Dawn is adorable really. It suits you. The names Seamus. Nice to meet you Dawn."
Suppose I can't really be upset can I. I mean Dawn really, not my best moment. "Pleasure to meet you Seamus."
Perhaps it'll all work out. Seamus is quite lovely. And if Seamus is this kind surely he surrounds himself with kind individuals. Pirates. No questions asked. This will work out. It'll all be fine right? Right?
Day 2
"Wake up sleeping beauty!"
"Mm?" My eyes start adjusting to the darkness, it's practically pitch black now. I must've fallen asleep. I have no clue how, I must've been far more worn out than I thought. It's been an emotionally exhausting day.
"We're here. This is the Firebolt. You should wake yourself up if you want to make a proper first impression."
"The Firebolt?"
"Harry's ship. That's the name."
"Harry?" So many names, I am not awake enough for this.
"Harry the captain of the ship. Keep up. Haven't you got any common sense? Here I'll help you get off, I'll walk with you to see him. I need to report to him."
I hop off the back of the horse. It's happening. This is really happening. I'm about to become a criminal. If my father could see what I'm doing he'd surely have an aneurysm. Harry. It's quite the soft name for a pirate captain. I bet he's huge. With muscles and scars. Do pirates bathe? Surely they must. But father says they're savages. Not that father has ever met a pirate.
Seamus and I arrive at the foot of the ship. He starts walking up and I follow closely behind. We reach a rough looking door and Seamus begins to knock. It's time.
From behind the wooden door a voice calls out, "Who is it?!"
"Harry! It's me Seamus!"
The door creaks open and a figure stands there with a tan calloused hand on the door frame. This is Harry? Wow. Well I was right. He's tall. Muscular. A scar above one eye. And wow those eyes. Emerald green. My house color. Even in the darkness I can tell how bright and vivid they are. Definitely bathes. He has a strong woody scent to him that I can smell from where I stand, it's intoxicating like a glass of finely aged wine. At the sight of Seamus he cracks a smile. Merlin even his smile- what am I thinking about?! I can feel my cheeks growing incredibly warm. But Merlin this is a man. He is all man.
"Seamus! What have you got for me today?"
There's a slight rasp to his voice. I can feel myself beginning to grow a bit excited. What's wrong with me? I'm behaving like an animal. I need to calm myself down.
"Well I've got a few pawn shops willing to work with us but first and foremost I've brought a little guest with me to show you." Seamus gestures to me, bringing Harry's attention to my presence. "He needs help, I told him he could find it here on your ship."
Harry's eyes land on me, slowly taking in my figure. "Does he?" He asks with that sinful sinful voice. Calm down Draco!
Make a proper first impression. "My name is Dawn. I'm a hard worker, determined, I'll try my best to be of use to you if you allow me to stay on your ship!"
He chuckles. "I'm sure you will Dawn." He says with a smirk. "Seamus I'm sure it's been a long day for you, why don't you go get some sleep while I talk to Dawn here."
"Aye! I'll come by in a few hours after sunrise. Be nice to little Dawn! Don't let him scare you Dawn he's harmless, mostly. I'll see you tomorrow! Night!"
I watch Seamus' back as he leaves, heading to wherever his sleeping quarters are. He's leaving me alone?!
"Dawn."
Eep! "Yes sir?" I look up at him through my lashes.
"Sir? That's cute." He says with a small smile. "Come inside."
I follow after him into his chambers. I'm in a man's room. Alone! Oh mother would have a right fit. I can already hear her telling me how improperly I'm behaving. As a prince just being in Harry's room makes me tainted and impure.
The room is quite dark, but there are quite a few candles around giving the room a warm yellow hue. I don't know anything about ships. Are the captain's chambers normally this small? There's only just enough room for a desk, desk chair, chest, and a bed smaller than the one I have in my room at home.
Harry sits at his desk. He looks at me. "Dawn please take a seat I'm sure you're tired."
"Um take a seat where sir?" I hope it's not overtly obvious how nervous I am, I've never spoken to anyone without my parents or staffs supervision.
"Sit on the bed of course."
The bed!? Oh my that is highly indecent. Is he propositioniong me? Bed are for sleeping and p-procreating. Does he mean to defile me?? I don't think I would mind… but NO oh no I just couldn't!
"Are you alright?"
Harry's words alert me. I've been standing around like a fool. "Yes I'm quite alright!" I get my mind out of the gutter and swiftly take a seat on the bed.
"Dawn, so you need help was it? I can offer that for you. Why don't you start by telling me what it is you can offer my ship." He shifts in his seat, his thighs spreading. Through his tight trousers I can see it. The outline, the bulge of his manhood. It's quite large, impossible to miss. I slightly shift in place on the bed. Feeling my blood begin to rush, both to my face and to my own manhood. I can even feel myself beginning to salivate. Merlin how can just the sight of it affect me this way. I've never felt like this before, but I've also never been in the presence of a man like this either. Never felt the desire to be laid bare, dissected, and ravished at the hands of a man before. I understand now what Pansy meant when she said she felt herself truly discover lust at the sight of Lavender Brown's older brother.
"Is that what you're offering?" I quickly look up at Harry face, he looks quite amused at me. I realize I've been staring for a while, lost in my own thoughts again.
"I'm sorry what?" This is incredibly humiliating.
"You didn't even attempt to hide your line of sight. You look so innocent and yet you're a tease do you realize that?" He licks his lips. "Being so beautiful and getting this excited in front of me, I might get the implication that you want me to do certain things to you." He moves a hand down to palm at himself. "You should go take a bath."
"I- what?" Tease? Beautiful? I'm aching for it, I'm not even sure for what. A bath? That wasn't even remotely on my mind.
"Go take a bath, it's just past midnight and I was planning on heading to bed about now so you can join me for slumber once you're clean. Do you have night clothes with you?"
"No sir."
"I'll prepare some for you and have them ready for you when you're done. I have a bath connected to my room." He tilts his head gesturing to a door I hadn't noticed earlier. "Go on."
"Yes sir!" I head into the bathroom. It's minuscule. The tub isn't even large enough to entirely hold me. I peel my clothes off, I'm so sticky with sweat and dirt. As I climb into the bath I notice the water is warm, almost hot. The tub must be enchanted like my own at home. This means Harry must make a proper amount of money from this pirate business. My muscles really needed a soak.
As I lay in the tub freshly clean, I allow myself to think about my day, but the entire day is overshadowed by meeting Harry. Thinking of his thick fingers I bite my lip. I wonder what they would feel like on my skin. Closing my eyes I snake my hand down to my private area. I'm hard. I wonder if Harry is thinking improper thoughts about me like I'm thinking of him. If he's thinking to himself about my body, my hands, my mouth. My breath comes out faster. I bet Harry would look marvelous without any clothes on. I remember the sight of his cock in his trousers, thinking of what it might feel like stretching me. Spreading my legs further apart I crawl fingers down to my hole, slowly circling the entrance. I've only done this once before, never having had a very high libido, but Harry has awakened something in me. I want to try again, I wish I had my oils with me. I move back up to finish myself off.
"What are you thinking about?" A voice comes from my left, startling me.
Harry is standing at the entrance. I hadn't heard the door open, I should really be paying far more attention to my surroundings. My face heats up even further.
"D-do you need the bath sir?"
"No," he chuckles. "Just checking in on you, you've been in here a while. Just wanted to see how you were doing, I didn't mean to interrupt."
"You didn't! I was just… I'll be out right now."
He walks out. I don't even feel the need to finish, the humiliation having wilted me. Wrapping a towel around me I step out of the bathroom.
"You can wear this." Harry says holding a nightshirt that must belong to him.
I nod, "thank you." I turn around and drop my towel, raising my arms.
"What are you doing?"
"Aren't you going to dress me?" I ask him looking over my shoulder.
"I see." He slips the blouse on me. "Not used to dressing yourself are you? Dawn, where are you from? You must be from a wealthy family to not be used to dressing yourself." he asks me curiously.
I made a mistake, commoners don't get dressed, they dress themselves. I didn't consider the fact that not everyone has handmaids. I've never had to think about it. I need to answer quickly, revealing nothing.
"I'm a Hufflepuff. We're a family of artisans. I suppose we're doing quite well for ourselves but certainly not wealthy! My mother helps me dress quite often is all, I had a moment of brain fog and thought I was home. I'm forgetful like that. I apologize for making you dress me captain, it won't happen again I swear!"
"Don't fret. I wouldn't mind dressing a pretty boy like yourself," he smirks. "Sounds like a lovely mother you've got, why aren't you with your family?" His eyes looked deeply into mine.
Harry thinks I'm pretty. I've been called that all my life but my stomach feels a bit funny hearing it from his lips.
"My father, I'm a man now and he thinks it's time for me to grow up and begin my future. Away from home." I suppose this answer is true in a way. Father did try to send me away.
"He sent you out into the world just like that? He's a bit of a cruel man isn't he, a boy like you all alone wasn't he at all nervous? I don't think I could ever let my child out of my sight like that."
"No, my father isn't an emotional man. He has very traditional opinions. Do you- do you have a child sir?" Oh Merlin I hope not, if he has a child he must have a man or woman as well.
"No I don't. My only family are those on this ship." His face contorts into a painful expression. It makes me sad for him, he clearly desires for more than this life has offered him. "Come on, let's head to bed. You can lay with me tonight and we can sort out your sleeping quarters tomorrow once you've met the gang. We will also decide together what your role on the ship shall be."
Lay with him?? I'm not even wearing undergarments! What has my life become?!
"Hurry on now, I've got to put out the candles."
I hurry and lay in bed under the covers. My heart is beating so fast. I always thought the only man I'd ever lay with would be my husband. Laying in bed with Harry. Don't get excited Draco, calm down, it's just sleep. Just sleep! Having out of the flames Harry removes his outwear leaving him in his undergarments and he crawls into bed beside me.
"G'night." He calls out.
"Goodnight." I whisper in return. The soft sway of the ship and Harry's woodsy smell creating a relaxing atmosphere. I close my eyes and sleep comes.