Disclaimer: I own nothing … I wish I did but I don't so there

Warnings: Slash, AU, Time travel, and mpreg

AN: I know that I promised a long chapter but instead I wrote two :-) Uni starts next week and I'm going away again for this week so it might be two weeks before the next update but don't worry a rough draft of the next three chapters is complete so it won't take too long to write.

Chapter Three

As the countryside past by Draconis Areulius or as he liked to be called Draco was daydreaming about faraway lands and adventures and of rescuing damsels; well maybe not the damsels so much, princesses were always whining and complaining that everything was too hard. They could do nothing for themselves and constantly needed praise, besides no girl could every match his looks or his cunning.

Yes, a long time ago Draco had decided he would settle for nothing less than perfect, and if others thought his standards were too high, well that was just something they would have to accustom themselves too as he had no desire to change. Draco was startled from his internal tirade when his carriage stopped suddenly.

Having an inquisitive mind and being annoyed that he was interrupted from his highly important monologue Draco eagerly climbed out of his carriage and stalked regally to the head of the procession where the front drivers had started to argue. If anyone knew why the carriages had suddenly stopped these men would.

It had been an unsuccessful journey as the princess of Artatanon was deemed unworthy for Prince Draconis so after a bitter farewell the Prince and his entourage had been slowly making their way back home to the capital of Astonia. Marcus the driver of the first carriage spotted an object in the middle of the road and thinking it was some dead animal began to slow down. Yet when he came closer he realised it was not just an animal but a young man lying in the centre of the road with a small puddle of blood forming around his head.

With Marcus' quick reflexes he was able to stop his carriage from running over the poor lad, which ultimately would have caused further damage to the poor injured individual. After his quick stop Marcus leapt from the carriage and ran to the unconscious boy and checked that he was breathing before ripping a portion of his robe so that he could wrap it around the young man's head in an attempt to stop the bleeding. As Marcus was about to perform this basic first aid he yelled back to his co-driver to fetch the surgeon, hopefully he would be able to help the young man more than he could.



As Marcus went to wrap his ripped robe around the wound he noticed an odd shape on the young man's forehead. After closer examination Marcus discovered what seemed to be an old scar in the shape of a lightning bolt. How strange that this young man would have a symbol of destruction upon his head the symbol of the god Zeus himself.

"Marcus, what seems to be wrong?"

Marcus was pulled out of his musings by Alexander the Prince's personal surgeon; he thanked the gods for his good fortune and related to Alexander all the injuries he had found and how he had treated the head wound also mentioning the odd shaped scar found on the boy's forehead.

"Well Marcus, I believe you may have saved this young man's life. Your quick thinking has aided this young man greatly. I think that the scar is also another important matter and we should inform the Prince but first let's get this young man into a carriage and up off the road hmmm"

"Alexander, what has caused all this commotion did we lose another one of the wheels off one of the carriages again, is there something wrong with the horses, do I..."

Alexander stopped Draco's tirade of endless questions simply by raising his hand it seemed the only way he would be able to get in edgewise.

"Draco, I will inform you of the situation, but at the same time a have a favour to ask of you" as Draco went to reply he was prevented once again

"Just wait young Prince, I haven't finished explaining yet, the reason for the delay is young Marcus discovered a young man in the middle of the road. He was severely hurt Draco, it was lucky that Marcus found him when he did. Before you ask, the young boy is going to be fine however that leads me to the favour I was going to ask. Your carriage is the only one with a proper bed and I think that it would be best if we placed him there to prevent the exacerbation of his wounds. Is that alright with you?"

Draco waited no longer then a second to agree to Alexander's assessment; the injured male would ride along in his carriage.

As Harry regained consciousness he gently sent his magic out to sense his surroundings maintain his steady breathing so as not to shatter the illusion that he was still in a deep state of sleep. His magical scan showed that he was in a small confined space and that there was one other individual with him a very strong, powerful magical being. Suddenly the person next to Harry stirred and began to talk and Harry eagerly kept one ear open and listening trying to gather as much information as possible before he 'woke up'.

"You seem so fragile laying there; I wonder how you came to be lying in the road on the outskirts of Astonia? It's clear that you have been in previous battles by the number of scars you bear but at the same time you are so small. Too small to be of any help in battle those 

taller than you would overpower you with brute strength alone. You are an enigma, a puzzle I wish to solve; I do wish you would hurry up and wake."

It was after this that the carriage gave a giant lurch and Harry who had decided that at the man with him in the carriage was not dangerous and it would be advantageous to introduce himself and to announce that in actuality he was wide awake.

AN: The next chapter will be up in a couple of hours I just have to type it up but I have to go hang out washing and cook dinner ... fascinating life I lead