i do not own any of the characters other then seed
a wee bit longer than before still not enough i know but i've been bogged down with loads of work.
Now she was pissed off, her previously clean white fur was splattered with the human child's blood. This was not a good situation, to smell of human blood in a forest filled with deluded, violent, hungry creatures of all kinds, was not the thing to do. She had two options, she could either leave the boy to be devoured by the pleasant locals of the forest, and make a break for it while they were still interested in the boy; or she could try and remove some of the blood encasing the child and try and get him back to the roots without being confronted. Even if she did choose the second option she could always dump him if the situation became too risky. Picking Harry up and moving them both into the shadows, she began to clean some of the caked blood off his face.
Draco eyes followed his fathers back until he had completely left the room, his father had just announced that his advanced training was due to start and they were taking a trip to the forest in order to help Draco refine his skills. Much was expected of him, he was going to be entered into the lord's inner circle almost immediately after his initiation. This was rare and involved a lot of trust on the dark lords part. Personally Draco was sick and tired of it all and was not looking forward to a month's very painful training, only to achieve the end result of grovelling in front of a thing that more resembled a worm than a man. He had been given an hour to pack and prepare himself for the trip. Calling five house elves to his room, he ordered them to prepare his trunk for Hogwarts, as he would not be returning back to the mansion after his training. Making the necessary arrangements so that his trunk would be sent ahead of him, Draco turned his attention to the more vital necessities. Pulling a small pendant from his neck he walked over to the entrance to his safe room, hidden behind a tapestry. Pressing the rosé quart into the mould in the wall, he stood and recited the entry code. A smallish plain wooden door began to emerge through the stone, big enough to allow access to a slight man. Entering the room Draco looked for what he would need, his potion set and belt of ready made healing potions would be needed, his wand and battle Cravait and his dragon hide boots. His collection of daggers from his grandfather he decided could prove to be useful, his sword his father would expect him to have and he wasn't planning on leaving it behind anyway. It had been handed down to him through his mothers line, and was ironically named The Innocent despite the fact it had taken many lives with its blade, it was a deep crystal blue the sort of colour of a tropical sea on a calm day. The hilt of the sword was made out of the bones of an mountain breed of elves, with a large perfectly circular moonstone set in the elfish runes that where carved into the bones. Draco loved the sword dearly and had owed his life to it more than once.
The creatures where stirring she could not keep him here any longer, she would have to try and make a move for the roots. Seed was worried the shield would not hold up against any great attack especially if they were on the move, she would have to make a run for it while time was still on her side. Muttering a spell under her breath she lifted Harry up to her, throwing his arms around her neck and wrapping his legs around her waist she finished the incarnation and black binds covered him securing Harry to her front. She didn't have much time they would have to go now. Climbing quickly up the nearest tree she began to follow the dark forms of the branches along the forests canopy. Other then the occasional movement slight sound they went undisturbed for the first hour, stopping briefly every now and then to check if the boy was still alive. Looking down to keep her footing proved to be a disadvantage when it came to seeing what was lay ahead, seed only realized what was in front of her when she ran straight into it. Lifting her head out of the things chest, seed slowly peered up into a rather disturbing set of teeth. "Long time no see seed, what have we here",
"Go fuck yourself Fraid, I don't have time for your bullshit"
Lifting her chin so her eyes met his he replied, "now, now seed that's no way to reply to an old companion, I smelt blood on the air and was merely curious as to what it was leaking from. You know how difficult it is to come by a decent meal these days in the forest, don't you dear."
"I told you Fraid I don't have time for this, the human is not up for negotiation, he's mine go find your own meat"
"Such a shame, dear seed to you not remember the times we used to feast together."
"Yes, I also remember the reason we no longer do, I think it was around the time you took a liking for the meat of my cubs that we lost contact. So I repeat, go fuck yourself Fraid I don't have time for your bullshit."
With that seed drew her claws swiftly across his face, kicked him in the kneecap and then shoved him off the branch. Not turning back she hurried along ignoring the sound of breaking branches and a large cat connecting.
Reaching the bottom of the stairs, Draco was greeted by his father's nod of his head. Following Lucius out to the waiting carriage surrounded by the small group of death eaters, Draco's stomach began to twist, this was not going to be a pleasant trip; and by the eager look on his fathers face, he had realized this as well.
It was nightfall by the time the carriage drew up alongside the edge of the forest; the death eaters were shifting uncomfortably. Unnerving wild calls were already reaching their ears from the depths of the forest.
Lucius stepped up in front of the small group and began to scatter a green powder onto the ground around himself, Draco and four selected death eaters. Muttering the incarnation under his breath a shield sprung up covering a 10-metre diameter. "those not in the shield will follow behind, you are responsible for your own lives, and do please try and not die in front of my path" with that Lucius strode into the forest and left the petrified remaining death eaters to cast up as many shields as they could and stubble onwards.
please reveiw, happy to hear any ideas you got too.