Harry awoke before dawn and headed outside to the office.
That early in the morning it was run by a young boy as fat as the other man and Harry assumed it was his son, returning the key he inquired about the young man in room twelve.
"He's still there," grunted the fat boy and Harry nodded his thanks as he headed out to the stables, where the stable boy was still sleeping.
Heading over to his horse he treated him to an apple, compliments of the fruit bowl in his room and began grooming him with a brush from the shelf.
As dawn approached Harry became increasingly nervous, 'it better have not been a dream.'
Every so often Harry would glance over his shoulder; the angle he was at in the stable gave him a perfect view of Draco's door and he kept hoping it would open and prove to him it wasn't a dream.
"Good morning Harry," came Draco's light voice floating through the newly dawn air.
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Harry jumped lightly he had not heard Draco enter the stable "um morning, did you sleep well?"
"As well as to be expected," replied Draco walking over to Syfron.
"That's a nice looking mare you got there," said Harry out loud to the awkward silence.
"Yes she is, her name is Syfron," replied Draco feeding a bright red apple to the caramel coloured mare, "what have you named yours?"
"Shadowfax," replied Harry as he looked up at his name.
Draco lead the now fully saddled Syfron over to Shadowfax "Syfron meet Shadowfax, Shadowfax meet Syfron you both are going to be traveling with us."
Syfron bucked in understanding while Shadowfax held his head high, Draco laughed "quite the high opinion of yourself."
Harry looked confused as Draco laughed, his heart fluttering at the sound of his angels laughter.
"I can understand horses," replied Draco once calming "if you know legimency you can read the horses thoughts and since they seemed to understand the language of humans it is almost like direct communication," Harry nodded now understanding and smiled as he mounted Shadowfax not only was his angel beautiful, he was smart and talented too.
Draco mounted Syfron "come on we have a long days ride."
Harry nodded "we'll pick up some food on the way out of town then were off," Harry and Draco trotted out of the barn and bought a few days worth of bread, meat and cheese, stopping once again to refill their water canteens and then they were off in the still early morning, racing a crossed Malfoy kingdom, their destination Tallen forest.
Draco was in bliss never before was he allowed ride this fast and with both legs on either side of the horse, never the less it was much easier then side saddle.
Harry watched Draco's smile grow the faster the horse ran, how could something so simple make his angel so happy, the wind was whipping fast around their faces making it hard to talk, so all conversation was stopped for the time being.
Draco began slowing his horse around noon, Harry following suit and they both dismounted "something wrong?" asked Harry looking into the face of his angel.
"No just a bit hungry," replied Draco as he sat on a fallen tree trunk looking up at the sun "we won't get to Tallen for two days."
Harry looked up at the sun and nodded "you seem to know these lands well."
"Yes…I have traveled them numerous times," lied Draco when in fact he studied and memorized the maps in Malfoy library.
"Do you think we'll reach a town by night fall?" asked Harry tossing a bun and some cheese at Draco who thanked him.
"Well, if we plan to stop a few hours before nightfall we'll be able to stay in the moonlit inn, up in Sendell, but if we plan to stop late, we'll have to sleep outside, it's all farmland," replied Draco taking a bite of bread.
"Perhaps one of the land-owning lords will give us refuge for the evening;" though Harry and Draco shook his head "the only lord up there is the dark mage Voldemort."
"Then in Sendell we'll have to pick up camping supplies," replied Harry, and Draco forced a smile "something wrong?"
"No, no I'm fine," Draco lied again, standing up he stretched his arms high over his head and Harry caught a glimpse of his soft looking pale stomach and felt himself turn on again.
'What's wrong with me?' thought Harry 'he's not even trying, gods he so gorgeous."
Draco then put one leg up on the tree trunk and bent over till his forehead reached his foot doing the same with the other leg and Harry had to think of Ron in a short skirt to get rid of his quickly growing erection.
Twenty minutes more of stretching and lunching Draco and Harry mounted their horses once again and rode off swiftly gaining speed, both wanting to travel as far away from the royal life as possible.
It was nearly six by the time Harry and Draco slowed the horses who were breathing hard, dismounting them they led them through the town, it was smaller then Silverdale but large enough to have the supplies they were looking for.
Draco went one way promising to look for food and blankets, while Harry went the other way in search of a tent.
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Draco wandered around the market square, it was an hour or two till sunset and venders were beginning to pack up for the evenings, working quickly Draco asked directions to a vender that sold blankets, a man with a goatee pointed him further into the market saying the goods venders were on the other side, this side was for food goods.
"Thank you sir," replied Draco taking the mans directions, Syfron following slowly behind him tired from the long run and trying to conserve energy for the next one.
Draco bought more fresh bread, some apples and oranges, cheese, and venison on his way to the blanket venders.
Upon reaching the area he now understood why it was called the goods market, everything from black voodoo to a simple hairclip was sold there and Draco soon found himself reverting to his old self and shopping for anything he desired, buying potion bottles, caldron, scales, potion cutting knives, stir sticks, measuring spoons, soft blankets, several new outfits in the travelers style, and was looking at weapons when Harry found him, he had been waiting for nearly an hour, and frantically headed off to find him.
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Harry reluctantly left Draco's side and quickly rushed off to find a tent wanting to get back to him as soon as possible, asking several people where he could by one he finally found the man they had directed him too.
"Hello sir," greeted Harry.
"Hello," replied the man, he was grungy looking and had a shifty look in his eye "Mundungus Fletcher at your service what can I do for you this late afternoon?"
"I need to by a tent preferably one that can hold two-six people," replied Harry shaking a money bag with ten gallons inside, the most he would part with for a tent.
Mundungus rushed into his back room and left Harry waiting for nearly twenty minutes, all the while Harry was shifting foot to foot picturing Draco waiting for him and wondering where he could be.
"Here we go," smiled Mundungus as he laid the tent out and it built itself at the flick of his wand "go on inside and take a look."
Harry complied with the man and entered the tent, it was a nice style and smelled alright, there was one room with a double bed, the door was a green cloth and the kitchen was simple along with the dining room/living room, simple and perfect for several nights rest "how much" asked Harry turning around to see Mundungus standing there.
"Well I guess I could part with it for twenty gallons," replied Mundungus his face looked like he was trying to give Harry a deal but his eyes betrayed that.
"Robbery," growled Harry "this tent is worth five gallons at most, so then I will offer you ten which is what I possess take it or leave it."
Mundungus sighed knowing Harry right and accepted the gallons as Harry refolded the tent with a flick of his wand and hurried back to meet Draco.
Harry sighed when the clearing was empty, sitting down on a bench he waited 'at leased I'm not late' he thought as he waited, and waited, and waited and was starting to get worried, picking up the tent and grabbing hold of Shadowfax's reins he headed in the direction Draco went, finding him a half hour later browsing a weapons booth with up most interest.
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"Having fun?" Harry whispered in Draco's ear causing the small boy to jump.
"Harry you startled me," replied Draco breathlessly.
"What weapon do you have in mind?" asked Harry placing an arm around Draco, he was relived to have found him uninjured.
"I like this one," smiled Draco holding up two silver dragon scale sai's, a Kama chain with a white handle and silver blade, and he pointed to a sword with a silver blade with the symbols of the elements engraved into it the blade, the hilt looked like moulded chain-mail with dark black metal hand guards and an engraved dragon piece at the end of the hilt.
"Well you certainly have been shopping, how are you going to afford all of this?" asked Harry.
Draco dug into his pocket and pulled out a pure sapphire "with this, my…my father told me to train myself the best I could and said that when I went to buy weapons for training I should use this," Draco brought fake tears to his eyes and brushed them away swiftly "and that's what I shall do."
Harry nodded and strapped the weapons properly to Draco, the sword on his belt, the Kama wrapped like a whip and clipped onto the inside of the cloak, the sai's on each side of the belt, and Harry knowing Draco could get more for the sapphire grabbed a bow and quiver of arrows and tied them on as well, and Draco smiling widely at Harry as he passed the sapphire to the vender whose eyes were wide and happy.
Both boys mounted the horses upon reaching the edge of town and raced off to the forest once again.
The sun was beginning to set painting the sky with pastel colors, Harry slowed Shadowfax and Draco followed suit both dismounted their horses and tied the reins to a nearby tree.
Harry set up the tent with a flick of his wand and both boys entered the tent; Harry watched Draco's reaction but saw nothing as Draco slipped wearily into the bed.
"Tired?" asked Harry with a chuckle as he watched Draco yawn.
"How could you tell?" smiled Draco nuzzling the covers.
Harry smiled back "hungry, I can make us something."
"Sure I'll have what your having," replied Draco dragging himself to the kitchen and plopping himself down at the kitchen table.
"You could have a nap while I'm cooking," replied Harry digging pots and pans from under the cupboard.
"No it's alright, I'll keep you company," replied Draco forcing himself to look awake and alert.
Harry cooked them some fried venison with melted cheese on toast, "Such a simple dish and yet so yummy," Draco helped himself to seconds, another thing he was never allowed to do before.
"Well go on eat then, we have plenty," said Harry as he helped himself to another piece of cheese toast.
With stomachs filled Draco was now more tired then ever, returning to the bed he watched Harry look at him with uncertainty before his eyes looked at the couch dejectedly.
Draco sighed he had never been in a room with a male alone before but knew it would be selfish to left Harry sleep on a very uncomfortable looking couch when he had a bed that could hold ten of him. Placing several pillows down the middle of the bed he called Harry over "Harry come on, lets get some sleep."
"Are you sure?" asked Harry "I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable."
"I'm sure, now come on," replied Draco tossing back a side of the covers "lets get some sleep, we both need to be well rested if were going to reach Lodder Ville tomorrow."
"Lodder Ville?" asked Harry confused as he climbed in to bed with Draco wondering silently about the pillows down the middle of the bed.
Draco nodded "yes Lodder Ville, it is the town closest to Tallen forest, we should reach it if we start by dawn," Draco yawned as he snuggled under the covers "night Harry."
Harry smiled as he curled into the covers, "Night Draco," Harry watched Draco with a look of peace on his beautiful features, and almost swore he glowed with his own faint light, 'what's someone like him doing out here?' he thought to himself 'he's not like any traveler or merchant I've ever met, and his hands, there too perfect, like he's never had to do labour in his life.' Harry lay confused pondering these thoughts over and over again in his head, and soon sleep overcame him.