Skit: Hi people! ummmm i'm sooo sorry, but my e-mails were destroyed and so none of the characters that were sent to me will be in this chapter.

Draco: cause she's a loser and nobody likes her

Harry: DRACO! slap

Skit: cries

Disclaimer in chapter one...

Chapter 5: Lust thy name is Harry

The ship pulled up next to James' Heart and a young woman leaned over the ledge to peer at the peculiar sight. 'Two pirates and a street rat?" she thought, before jumping over to the opposite deck. Harry raised and eyebrow at this, but kept his mouth shut, no need to cause conflict were it wasn't needed.

"'ello mates," the woman stuck out her hand abrasively at Harry, "the names Renae. And who might you be?" Her voice was that of strength, bred into her from the first moment she had stepped on ship. Her long black hair reached just short of her waist and was in tangles from the ocean wind. She stood shy of six feet, with dark sun-kissed skin. Her garbs were that of the average pirate, though Harry suspected her to be of higher ranks, and she bore no weapons... atleast, those that could be seen with the bare eye.

"Why do you wish to know?" Harry asked politely, taking the woman's hand and placing a chaste kiss upon the knuckles. She laughed, "I'm just here to take over yer ship tis all."

"Then why bother to warn us?" Draco snapped. Harry shot him a look and the blonde scowled before retreating to find Hermione.

"I'm afraid I can't allow you to do that." the captain smirked, causing Renae to step back slightly in surprise, she was not used to this kind of repartee before an attack. She, however, brushed it off and replied smugly,

"I don't believe I gave you a choi-" She was cut short by a blade cutting harshly into her throat and a soft voice whispering in her ear,

"I don't know why you chose to invade my ship, but I do know that I don't appreciate it at all." Harry pushed the blade farther in her neck, enough to allow a thin line of blood to boil up to the surface. The next thing the ebony haired captain knew, he was face down on the hard deck of the ship with the point of his sword digging into the small of his back.

Grabbing Renae's ankle and twisting until he heard a sharp crack, Harry wriggled out of the woman captain's hold and stepped out of reach. Renae glared up at the insufferable man while holding her ankle in pain.

"I believe that would be a victory on my part." A sharp laugh met his sneer and the pained woman smirked.

"You underestimate me. You, as a captain, should know that pirates always have a back up plan... or in my case, back up men." With that she pulled a pistol from somewhere in her belt, 'knew it!', and shot a single bullet into the air. Before the iron cylinder had a chance to reach it's highest peak, her crew was already aboard the James' Heart and had their swords drawn.

Ron led his shipmates foreward and met Renae's men metal to metal. Harry rolled his eyes and whispered, "See what you caused?" To the still hurt woman. He bent down and picked her up bridal style and carried her into his cabin. He was soon joined by Draco and Hermione. Draco sprawled out in one of the round chairs in the corner of the cabin; Hermione took one look at Renae and scurried to work on her ankle.

While the two girls talked and whispered, Harry wandered over to Draco flopping carelessly into the blondes lap.

"Arg! Get off you great brute!" Draco pushed the green-eyed man onto the floor. Harry pouted at this before smirking mysteriously. Suddenly, he grabbed the smaller boy's wrist and yanked him down on top of him, holding him firmly in palce. This proved to be a bad idea for the moment Draco registered what had happened, he began to squirm, which led to certain body parts coming into close contact. Immediately after Draco felt the jolt of pleasure he stilled, leaving their hips aligned. Harry gazed up at the blonde lying on top of him with a slightly clouded over gaze. Draco couldn't tell exactly what Harry's gaze was clouded over with, but he had a sneaking suspicion that it had something to do the most useful parts of the human anatomy and a certain compromising position the two were sharing.

The sudden silence in the room brought the two back to reality, the harsh one that required that Draco roll off of Harry and let the black-haired man deal with the curren situation. Renae and Hermione were looking at the two with identical knowing expressions.

"What?" Draco asked, slightly annoyed at being stared at. Hermione rolled her eyes and muttered something about her and Ron being to obvious, before turning back to look at Renae.

"How does your ankle feel?" She asked, moving to put away her supplies. Renae smiled, "Much better, thanks." Though as she got up to stand she quickly fell back down. Harry laughed and hurried to help her back onto the bad, massaging her ankle lightly. Draco let out a low growl, and turned away from the sight.

"Posessive much?" Ron whispered, walking through the door. Draco sneered at the red head before muttering something about checking on the crew. Harry watched him leave with a confused expression.

"Their getting weird out there!" Ron ranted, "Half of them are drinking and the others are tying that blasted ship to James' Heart." Renae laughed.

"That blasted ship happens to be the Midnight Blue, one of the fastest ships to said the seven seas."

"That doesn't explain why they are trying to syphin themselves off on our ship." Ron muttered, throwing himself into the chair Draco had recently inhabited.

"And why are they-"

"I told them to." Renae said simply. Harry raised an eyebrow, "And why, pray tell, did you tell them that?"

" Well, originally we had planned to take over your ship, toss your and yer' crew overboard, and sail off into the sunset. As it seems, I'll be owing you a bit of a favor for that number you pulled on me ankle." The raven-haired girl grinned sheepishly up at the captair, who's eyes were narrowed in thought. Suddenly, he jumped up and whirled on the occupants of the room.

"I like your plan," Harry laughed at the look on the woman pirate's face, "It only needs a few improvements. What do you say to joining my league? Bit of a co-operation if you wish." Renae looked at the green eyed adonis before nodding slowly. The two proceeded to work out a few kinks in the plan, and agreed that they would work together and forget the earlier offends.

"Very well then. Hermione, write up the papers will you? Ron and I will go try to sort out the commotion on deck, and Renae will sign the agreement." Immediately, they went into action. Harry rushed out the door and into the afternoon sun. Pulling himself up onto the starboard rail of the ship, he shouted to the crew, "It seems we will be taking on a new vessel lads! Captain Renae of the Midnight Blue has agreed to join our ranks. They will be sailing along with us until we reach the Americas, after that they will be our collegues on the open oceans, clear?" Mumbles of yes met his announcement and the captain smiled, "Set up for sail mates, we haven't got all day!"

The ship burst into action, men readying the sail, while others traced the maps, while even others moved to seperate the ships and raise the anchor. Through the ruckus, Harry spotted Draco peering at a map and looking toward the horizon. Harry couldn't help but stare at the sight that the blonde man made. His hair fell loose in the early evening wind and his skin glowed slightly. He truly looked like an angel and Harry couldn't help but think bak to what had happened earlier and the lust filled gaze of the blonde as he lay ontop of him.

As if feeling his gaze, Draco turned to look at Harry, his eyes masked slightly. "Where are we off to, captain?" He asked. Harry frowned at the blondes cold tone, but decided that Draco would tell him when he was ready. "To the Americas." Draco nodded slightly, before pointing to the East, giving Colin the sign to start moving again.

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Later that evening Harry found the blonde already in bed, having missed dinner. He carefully stripped off his shirt and lay down next to the sleeping angel. Draco had been cold to him the entire day, hardly speaking at all, just following orders and glaring moodily at Renae, who's last name Harry had found was Zellwinger... (Hehehe, j/k) was Waschter. He had tried to talk to the silver-eyed man, but had gotten hardly a sentence in responce.

As he tried to bury himself in the warmth of his sheets, he felt a light pressure fall over is waist. Looking down, he realized that Draco had laid his arm protectively over him and had scooted closer to nuzzle his neck. With a small sigh and a shake of his head, the young captain let himself fall into a peaceful sleep, his mind filled with dreams of a certain blonde nobel.

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Draco woke with a jolt the next morning, feeling decisively comfortable. His pillow smelled a bit peculiar, like salt water and rum. Looking down, he found that he was lying on top of none other than a Harry James Potter. They had worked themselves into a rather strange position. Draco lay half ontop of Harry, arms laying limply on the larger mans hips, where as Harry's arms where wrapped around his waist tightly, keeping him from moving to much. With a sigh, Draco lay back down on the captains chest trying his best not to wake him and grinning at the hardness poking into his left hip. This could be fun.

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Skit: So there you go!

Draco: Finally another chapter!

Harry: Mfffffmmmmfffflll

Draco: more duct tape?

Skit: smirks so a bit of a cliffy! i hope you all haven't given up hope on me. I've been travelling and it's hard to write, and then when I got back home I was diagnosed with a servere case of writers block, there should be much more frequent updates in the future!

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