A/N: So…the much awaited sequel. Unfortunately, the story is not finished. I know I promised to have it done but life got in the way. But I'm working on it. So I'll try and update once a month, sometimes more. Thank you for your patience and continued support.
Disclaimer: The characters and some situations belong to JK Rowling. At some times I will be using direct quotations from the books but they will all be properly cited. I am not making any profit in any way from the publication of this story. It is completely for my enjoyment and hopefully yours.
Warnings: This story is rated mature for sexual situations, language, adult content etc. I will do my best to give warning when explicit sexual content will be in chapters. In addition, I will make some decisions regarding the content of my story that you as a reader may disagree with. You are free to have your opinion, however, at the end of the day it is my decision. I have changed the timeline of the story, the years are different from the actual book. If this offends then you need to self manage. I do not wish to receive angry reviews regarding the content. This is an adult story so if you are uncomfortable with the content please STOP reading. I will not be offended. It is your job to ensure you are comfortable with what you are reading.
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Chapter 1
The air was hot and muggy. Though, damp and moist would be more appropriate terms. There were sounds all around: birds, insects, and animals, all calling out to their potential mates.
The canopy of trees overhead allowed little to no sunlight, into the jungle.
Harry was confused.
He had never seen a place quite like the one he and Draco had landed in.
Though, quite beautiful, the rainforest held unknown factors. Ones Harry wasn't entirely sure he could handle.
Lying on his back he turned his head to search for his brother.
Two feet away Draco lay on his side, unconscious. Harry groaned as he sat up. While he was no longer sick, his injuries from his previous battle still plagued him.
He tried getting to his feet.
Blazing pain erupted in his left leg, causing his vision to dim.
Walking was out of the equation.
Dropping to the ground, Harry shuffled over to Draco, dragging his left leg along. Rolling Draco onto his back, Harry checked his breathing and found it to be normal. He shook Draco gently and called his name to rouse him. With no reaction, Harry reached into his holster to grab his wand.
His wand was missing.
Wait.
Only half his wand was missing. The wand must have snapped when the two had landed, in the rainforest. Now, all that was left of his beautiful phoenix-cored wand was half of the wood and the full feather.
Harry cursed grandly. He cursed everything from Circe to Merlin, Dumbledore to Voldemort. Finally, he calmed down and tried to think his way through the situation.
Gently removing the phoenix feather, from his now useless wand, he went to attach the feather to the necklace he always wore, that usually held his lordship rings. The feathers of the immortal phoenixes could always come in handy, their magical uses were infinite. Reaching into his shirt he noted the rings were gone. Harry's heart jumped into his throat, there were two possibilities: either he had lost the rings…or his father and godfather were still alive and well enough to take up their lordship responsibilities.
Harry breath came out in pants due to his excitement, figuring he would ask Dray about it later he returned his attention to the unconscious blond.
Gathering up his strength he focused his magic and spoke the Enervate spell, hoping to finally rouse his companion.
Nothing.
He tried again, with the same result. Not having any other choice, he brought his arm back and then slapped Draco across the face, the noise resonating through the jungle.
Draco shot off the ground, gasping as his mind tried to catch up with his racing heart.
"Draco, its alright. It's Harry...Draco...FERRET!" Harry shouted gaining Draco's attention. Draco's eyes looked wild, as he tried to breath deeply and listen to Harry's voice.
"That's it, deep breaths, you're all right," Harry soothed.
"Where the fuck are we? I dreamt that I was being chased by a leopard," Draco continued looking around, as if the large feline would pop out of the trees.
"It looks like we are in a rain forest Dray. I don't know much about this environment but I do know that there are deadly snakes, animals and insects here. In fact, I think the snake I set loose on my cousin, way back when, was from Brazil. Or at least his tag said he was from Brazil," Harry trailed off thoughtfully.
"We have to find shelter and higher ground if we are to have some security." Draco stood, brandishing his wand he tried to clean himself up. Harry remained on the ground nursing his swollen leg.
"Dray, I think my leg is broken. It must have happened when we landed. Oh and great news, my wand snapped in half," Harry finished sarcastically. Draco's eyes widened as he tried another spell to freshen his appearance.
"Shit. Harry my magic is not working," Draco's tone was panicked, as he attempted a variety of spells, none with better results than the first.
"Mine isn't either Dray. I think we're in a magical dead zone. I vaguely remember Hermione lecturing Ron and I about those. She said something about certain countries, with vast magical histories, have areas of magical dead zones. For some unknown reason, magic simply refuses to work in these places. Places include parts of Australia, namely the outback; Hawaii, Siberia, the Amazon and areas of Asia to name a few." Harry looked as surprised as Draco, to have spouted out the information.
"Well, if it isn't another know-it-all," Draco said jokingly. Harry smiled slightly, hoping that he could once again be lectured by Hermione.
"So what should we do, I can't really walk on this thing." Draco narrowed his eyes, in consternation.
"We're going to have to splint it the muggle way. Stay here, I'm going to find some branches we can use. I'm going to see if there is anywhere we can move to. When we get you splinted, we will make our way to a safer area." Harry nodded his agreement and awkwardly shuffled to rest his back, against a tree.
Draco took off his black robe and laid it over Harry. Squeezing his shoulder gently he got up and walked off to see what he could find.
Draco walked for about 15 minutes, scouting the area as he went. Mentally, he went over their situation. They had no food, water, supplies, they even lacked proper clothes and footwear. If something drastic did not change, they would die and no one would even know. He wondered what had become of the world, if his parents noticed his absence? If Harry's parents were even alive?
Shaking his head, to clear his thoughts, he squatted down to the ground. He picked up some sticks, that would be perfect, to splint Harry's broken leg.
Walking around for another 15 minutes, Draco finally spotted a cave. He dashed over to it looking to see if any animals were nearby. The sounds of the insects were making his skin crawl. Taking a small mirror out of his pocket, he used the reflection of the light to see inside of the cave.
From what he could see there was nothing living inside the cave. It was a small cave, Draco couldn't even stand fully when he walked in. Walking in 10 paces he realized his cave was more of a rock covering. The back of the cave was only 20 paces from the entrance. Luckily, it would be big enough to allow the two of them shelter for the night.
Retracing his steps, Draco made his way back to where Harry was sitting. The teen was still sitting against the tree, his eyes closed and face contorted in pain.
"Harry," Draco spoke softly. Harry's eyes opened and focused on his brother.
"Oh, you're back. Did you find anything?"
"Here, let me splint your leg." Draco moved over to kneel beside the Gryffindor. Draco realized he was not going to be as useful at this. He had brought four sticks with him, hoping that if he braced the leg all the way around there would be less chance of damage.
Taking his cloak back from Harry, he praised the boy for having been wrapped in a Hospital Wing blanket, when they had left. He tore the bottom of his robes and secured two sticks to Harry's leg, one at the front one at the back. Harry winced from the pressure. Draco took the next two sticks and secured them to the sides. His robe was now substantially shorter, than when he had begun.
Taking Harry's hands he carefully helped the teen to his feet. Wrapping an arm around the smaller man's waist, he told Harry to try and put some pressure on the limb.
Harry let out a hiss of pain as he touched his foot to the ground, however with the assistance of Draco, he was able to hobble along.
Draco didn't mention it to Harry, but he feared if they kept this up Harry suffer long term damage to his leg.
"We need to get to the cave I found. Then, I can get a fire started and find some food," Harry looked shocked at Draco's words.
"How do you know how to do all that?"
"My godfather is a master at survival. That's how I spent my summers, with him out in the wilderness, looking for potions ingredients. He taught me how to do things without magic because to use it in some instances can mean death. Thus, starting fires, finding food, finding plants that can heal and even water testing for drinking water were all part of my training." Harry gave him an appraising smile.
"That's fantastic Dray, let's get to that cave."
Together they hobbled along slowly, stopping often to rest Harry's injury. What had taken Draco half an hour to find took Harry and Draco and hour and a half to reach. When Draco lowered Harry down into the cave he let out a sigh of relief. He left the cave to gather some fire wood scattered just outside.
Returning to the cave Draco reached into his pocket and out came a small bag.
"What's that Draco?"
"Its my emergency bag. I carry it with me always in case I am ever, well in a situation where I cannot use magic. I remember the few times I forgot it. Severus nearly flayed me alive. Ever since I just carry it without a thought"
"Damn, since when are you so resourceful?" Harry smiled cheekily. Draco smirked and dug a fire pit just outside the cave entrance. Gathering some rocks, he encircled the pit to ensure no danger would arise from sparking flames. He then got his fire wood arranged it into a teepee formation.
Reaching into his bag he pulled out flint stones and two vials. One vial he handed to Harry.
"Here, drink this. It is a slight healing potion. It will not repair your leg but it will ease the pain and allow your body to naturally begin the healing process. Luckily the bone doesn't need to be set. It looks like its just a fracture. I have some Dittany with me. Dittany is good for healing and cleaning wounds but its also good for purifying water and foods.
Draco had gotten a small flame started and he began added larger wood pieces. Though it was hot at the moment, Draco knew the jungle would cool down greatly come nightfall.
Draco once again reached into the bag pulling out a small dagger, a water bottle and string. Using some smaller sticks and the string he fashioned a snare and set it out a ways from their campsite. With any luck they would catch something for dinner.
He took the water bottle and went looking for water. He found a small creek not far from where they were set up. Looking and smelling for any traces of potential contamination he leaned down and filled up the water bottle. Normally the water bottle was magically charmed to hold at least 10 Liters of water, however, due to the lack of magic it would only hold 2. He thanked Merlin that potions were not affected by magical dead zones. Once a potion was completed it was no longer magically charmed and could even be given to muggles.
Filling the water bottle he added one drop of dittany to the water. Waiting until the water turned blue to signify its purity and then returned to its clear form, he closed the lid and made his way back to the campsite.
Harry was dozing when he arrived, his face no longer as pained but Draco knew he was not out of danger yet. If Draco was not careful Harry would go into shock and his body would begin to shut down. If that happened Harry would be susceptible to fever and could die. He glared off into the distance. It was not fair. The teen had just gotten out of the hospital and now he was already injured. When would his brother just get to rest.
Harry stirred in his sleep, lazily opening his eyes. His eyes were out of focus and Draco worried the fever was setting in already.
He brought the water bottle to Harry's lips and got him to drink a little. Draco cover Harry with the blanket he had come in and went to check his snares. He was in luck some sort of small animal had been caught. In no time he had it cleaned and roasting on the fire.
Every so often he would go back to check on Harry, forcing him to drink more water. Draco looked into his bag knowing the contents but hoping he had miscounted. He knew he had arrived with 4 vials of low grade healing potion, the potion would never expire or lose its potency. To carry something stronger would either become useless or eventually poison its drinker.
Having already given one to Harry he only had 3 left. Draco didn't know how long they would be stuck here but if he could not get help Harry would not make it. He was too weak from the encounter with Voldemort. His body would not be able to survive.
It was getting dark, Draco looked around nervously as the sounds seemed more ominous in the dark than in the light. As a safety precaution Draco lay out some smaller sticks and twigs in front of the cave as a way to signal approaching predators.
He tried to feed Harry some of the cooked meat but the boy was barely lucid and would not swallow the food. He was luckily still drinking the water.
After eating his meagre meal, ensuring he had preserved some of the meat with dittany for the next day he got ready for bed. Placing his robe on the ground he rolled Harry gently onto it. Taking Harry's robe he bundled it up to serve as a pillow to both of them. Finally, he took the warm blanket they had and placed it over top of the two of them. He wrapped Harry in his arms hoping to ward off a fever by warming Harry with his body heat and he slipped into sleep.
It wasn't long after he fell asleep that Draco woke to the sound of the twigs snapping.
He shot up.
Before he could even move, a knife was at his throat.
"If you move, you will die," A voice said from behind him.
Draco rolled his eyes in annoyance and complied.
It was going to be a long night.
"If you want your friend to live you will do as I say."
Draco resigned himself to a very long night.
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Steelo
