Skit: Here's chapter two!

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Chapter Two: A Crime and a Murder

The next morning Draco woke with a distinct feeling of being watched. His eyes fluttered open, glancing around the room with an instinctive defensive motion, born from being a thief for so long. He soon found the source of the feeling, a lone figure hidden in the shadows. Standing, Draco quickly pulled on the shirt he had discarded the night before and began to pace. The stranger that was watching him seemed to think that he was still unnoticed by the blonde and did not make an attempt to change that and Draco didn't seem to care one way or the other about the others present.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, the shadow moved, stepping closer to the thief's cell. Draco turned, a look of pure boredom on his face as he faced the presence. It was a man, huge in stature-atleast three times as big a Draco himself, and blue eyes that seemed to look at the blonde with a crazed glint. Draco flinched, more of disgust than anything else.

"Yes?" His drawl was cold, showing no sign of the fear that was slowly building as the large man approached him.

"I would have thought you would have recognized me, Draco. Though if you don't it's really no matter. Could you imagine my surprise when I heard my own captain had been captured? The thief lord himself, captured like a common criminal." The man was now at the bars of the cell, grinning evilly at Draco, who's eyes had widened in sheer terror as recognition dawned on him.

"Kurt Mindle." He whispered, the fear even reaching his voice. He stepped back, hoping to get as far away as he could from the man that had first committed the mutiny after………..after breaking the blonde beauty.

"I didn't get to finish what I started the last time we met. It's a good thing I didn't die in that fire you placed on the ship, isn't it?" Kurt had unlocked the cell with the keys that had previously been hanging on the wall directly across from the cell. Now entering, he continued to talk.

"I've looked all over for you, you know. You did a good job with hiding, but I found you and your all alone, with no way out. What am I to do with you?" He stalked toward Draco who found himself with his back against the wall, he was truly trapped. Glancing around, he cursed himself for once again leaving his weapons behind the day before; he would have to talk his way out of this.

"Look, why don't you find someone else? The guard will be back any minute to take me to a slave auction. You could try to buy me there, I mean no rush right?" He continued to babble, but Kurt seemed to not be listening. His ramblings continued even as Kurt tied his hands to the bed trapping him. Tears had begun to fall from the blondes eyes as he awaited the pain and his rambling became pleading as the larger man began forcing his clothes off him.

"Please! Kurt stop! I'll do anything, anything you want! Please stop! Ple………" He was cut off as Kurt forced his tongue into his mouth, almost choking him. Soft whimpers escaped Draco as Kurt bit at his lips, drawing blood.

"That's it love, cry for me." Kurt whispered huskily as he positioned himself at Draco's entrance. Draco squeezed his eyes closed, waiting for the pain he knew was sure to come.

"What the hell?" Draco's eyes snapped open at the sound of another voice. Kurt pulled away, quickly zipping himself up again and facing the people who had interrupted him. Draco sighed in relief as he saw that it was the pirate from earlier , the officer, and a man and a woman who he did not recognize. The woman, with brown, bushy hair and soft brown eyes rushed toward him and hugged him tightly against her.

"Oh you poor soul, don't worry, we'll get you out of here. I'm Hermione by the way and that's Ron." Ron appeared next to her to help with the knots securing Draco's wrists to the bed. He stumbled as he was suddenly released from his binds, Ron caught him and continued to hold him as Hermione checked over his wounds.

" He should be alright, a bit bruised and embarrassed but that can all be mended. The emotional scars I'm not so sure about."

"It's happened before, I'll be fine." Draco's voice was hoarse and he turned to face Ron and Hermione fully, "Thank you."

"No worries, Mate. We're just glad we got here in time. Harry heard your screams and here we are."

"Screams?" Draco hadn't noticed his screams, though he wasn't particularly surprised by this fact.

Meanwhile, Harry was livid with anger. He stared at Kurt with a kind of fury only Satan himself had been able to bare, his eyes were narrowed and seemed to have changed to red, radiating danger. His body stood straight, a sword held high in ready position, poised toward the larger man in such a way that despite their size difference Kurt knew that he wasn't likely to come out of this alive.

"What did you think you were doing?" Harry whispered, stepping toward Kurt. Kurt gulped and wiped sweat from his forehead, eyes never leaving the knife held in the smaller man's hand.

"What right do you have to him? He's not yours, just let us be. He enjoys it as much as I." In a bout of false courage Kurt stood his ground, facing Harry in what he hoped was an imposing way. Harry didn't even flinch, just looked at the man in a way that would strike fear in Ra himself.

"Wrong Answer." He said quietly, and almost calmly he thrust his sword into Kurt's stomach, twisting it as he pulled it back again. Kurt's eyes widened as he grabbed his stomach. Looking at the blood that covered his hand, an ear shattering scream ripped itself from his throat, but it was cut short as he fell to the floor, withering in pain.

Draco looked at the fallen man and groaned. He felt ashamed for being so easily beaten, stupid, stupid, stupid how could you have allowed this to happen? Your father would be ashamed. He was pulled back from his thoughts when Harry asked,

"How are you?"

"Perfect." Was the reply, even as Draco sagged against Ron. Harry turned toward the red-head.

"Bring him to the ship. I will send money once we are well away from here. Have him cleaned up and in new clothes by the time I return. Let him rest in my cabin until then." He then added,

"Oh and Ron,"

"Aye Captain?"

"You and Mione take the rest of the night off." Ron grinned,

"Aye captain."

With that Harry moved to leave, dragging the shocked officer with him from the room. Ron and Hermione turned their attentions back to Draco.

"Come on, dear. It seems you'll be joining the crew of 'James' Heart'. She's a pretty thing, I'm sure you'll love her." Draco smiled tiredly at the girl, then smirked,

"You two are lovers?" The two sputtered,

"No!" They said in unison, blushing and facing away from each other. Draco grinned,

"Just wondering." With that the two helped him to his feet and walked him to the ship. When he reached it his breathe caught in his throat. It truly was a beautiful ship. Clean and proud, he understood why anyone would gaze at her. She seemed to be the product of the sea itself, glowing with an almost human light.

"She's gorgeous." He breathed, not even acknowledging Ron's nod.

"You'll be seeing a lot of her. I expect Harry will be putting you aboard a some sort of first mate."

"Your not his first mate?" Draco asked, turning to face Ron who shook his head.

"No, I'm more of Harry's apprentice. He picked Mione and I up in Tortuga and's been teaching up the way of pirating ever since."

"What makes you think he'd take me as his first mate?" Draco was pleased that they accepted him so fast, he didn't think he deserved it, but he was willing to take whatever he could get at the moment. Hermione sighed,

"You men are completely clueless! Now, come on, Harry's quarters are this way."

The captains quarters contained a bed, a desk, a bookcase, and a closet to hold clothes and weapons and what not. Hermione led Draco to the bed and instructed him to removed his shirt while she went to get bandages.

"She's great, isn't she?" Ron said, sitting next to the bed. Draco nodded,

"You know, if you just asked her she'd probably say yes." Ron shrugged, then grinned.

"That obvious?"

"A blind man could see it." The two were laughing when Hermione returned, arms laden with bandages and salves.

"Come on you two, let's get you fixed up." She proceeded to wrap, rub, lecture, and roll her eyes at Draco until she was satisfied with her work and proceeded to usher Ron and herself from the room, giving one last glance to the tired blonde before shutting the door with a thud.

Draco crawled under the covers and settled down into the soft blankets, the soft rocking of the ship as it sat in the harbor lulling him to sleep. As unconsciousness consumed him he breathed in Harry's scent and smiled to himself, he will be mine.

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