Disclaimer: Err, I guess I don't own the adorable little munchkin but then again J.K brought him to us at 11…he's four now…#rubs chin thinking before grabbing him# MINE! MINE! MINE! Muahahahahahha!

Rejected Runespoor

Chapter 7

:Harry.: The runespoor called out into the trees.

One emerald green eye opened lazily before the other joined it and stared up into the sight of the close-enough-to-touch canopy of the tree he was in.

:Potttyy: He called back with a laugh. He didn't call the runespoor that any more, except when he wanted to annoy.

:…get out of that tree: The middle head, his mother, called again.

:Why: Two long tanned legs fell down on either side of the branch he was on and Harry's face peeked from behind a clump of leaves.

:It's time to raid the hut again.: The left head said firmly.

Oh yes. Hut raiding. What he now knew was the forest ranger's hut, they had rediscovered. Apart from certain muggles that came back here every year for some reason, this was he favorite place to raid.

He swung one leg over to join the other before pushing off the branch and enjoying the brief free fall until he landed on the ground in a crouch.

:Maybe he'll have some eggs this time: Harry stood at around five-five, just around medium height or tallerfor eleven and had grown into a lithe though actually very healthy young boy. :I also need to visit the muggles again tonight. Nick a new shirt. Maybe I'll even manage to find some pants this time.: Harry kneeled down and waited until the snake was wrapped around his wrist.

:You've eaten:

:Mmhm.: Harry nodded strolling along.

:Bathed:

:Creeky-fresh smell: Harry grinned.

:We will also need to get a new blanket from the hut. Your old one is in shreds.: Harry pouted. He liked that blanket. It was the only thing still from the old den. He'd had to get a bigger coconut tree leaf for a bed after he'd grown. New nuts had made better bowls than old ones. New lighters had always been pinched as old ones stopped working…

:Can't I keep it:

:What for: The right head hissed teasingly at him. :You'll miss your blankie:

: Just because.: Harry scowled. :Potty.:

They bickered back and forth easily stopping at the den for a recently 'borrowed' backpack before continuing on their way to the ranger's hut. Harry paused in the bushes by the outside.

:Do you want to wait outside or…:

:I'll come with you.:

:Okay just keep quiet.: Harry smirked.

It was almost visibly watching Harry go into stalker mode, footsteps suddenly inaudible as he walked lightly but swiftly out of the bushes to the door, open and in. As he'd been raiding this place for years now he didn't even need to pause to look around. He went straight for the fridge and opened it smiling at a box of eggs there. He could have cooked them like he did his meat but rather liked them raw. He put four into a small pocket of the backpack and kept moving. A storage closet yielded a thick, cotton blanket, which was immediately shoved into the bag. It also made a good soft base for the bread, jars, cans and water and sap bottles he proceeded to steal. Harry then paused.

:Is there anything else here you want: He hissed softly.

The snake seemed to snap out of the shocked trance it was in. :No. You:

:A book. I want to learn to read better. More..:

The snake blinked slowly looking around. :Take what you wish.:

So Harry grabbed a book called Oliver Twist, Great Expectations and The Prince and the Pauper. These were shoved into the backpack before Harry paused again on his way out. Going back to the storage closet again and rooting through it he found a pair of blue jeans slightly too small for him and a big white T-shirt.

:Brilliant.: He grinned.

:Now if only they had some underwear.:

As Harry left he knew nothing would be out of place except of course for the missing things. But…

:What I love about raiding here is all the rangers change shifts and return on different days so they don't even notice when stuff goes missing:

:Though their supplies are going to show a missing blanket and someone is missing a set of clothes right now.:

Harry snorted lightly. :They have many more. We're only taking what we need.: He muttered in a slightly affronted tone.: Harry hitched the backpack higher onto his back and burst back into the bushes at a fast trot.

Harry dropped their supplies back at the den, grabbing only one of the books and headed for the creek. Their new den was further away then the original from the creek but closer to the things they now used more, the animals for food and the hut for raiding, along with the muggle area. But it was still his favorite place. He dropped the snake and book down nearby before he jumped right in for a quick swim and then climbed out wet before shimmying up a tree, book back in hand. Potty knew better than to bother him while he was in a mood. He opened The Prince and the Pauper with a sigh, stretching against the tree limb supporting his lounging body and started to read. He off-handed cast a light spell when it began to get dark even though he now had faint night vision and only stopped when his mother started calling.

:I'm coming.: He dusted off his naked body, unmindful of his nudity and sighed heavily. :I was just getting to a good part.:

:If you plan to go the muggles you had better go now: The snake slithered back to the den on it's own, Harry trailing behind, back in his pout. He dropped the book back at the den before continuing to the muggle camping grounds. One funny thing he'd found scouting this place was that his old den was back practically right under the muggles noses. The newest one was too but it was way more ingenious.

Harry had already left two tents he couldn't raid and was in the third when he found some curious things. A funny…toy? That he could not figure out for the life of him what it did, a part of black pants made out of this smooth, slick kind of material and a small tight black T-shirt that obviously went with the pants.

He took them back outside the tent with him, muggles behind him still sleeping of course, Harry knew his skill and wasn't modest about it, and wriggled into the pants before pulling on the shirt. The pants were too long but a quick willing changed that. Harry then jumped around experimentally. They made noise. He solved that too and afterwards grinned, pleased with this night's haul. Now he wouldn't have to hunt naked. These clothes were almost second skin. The strange thing though he pocketed absentmindedly before starting to make his way out of the camp.

He almost didn't notice it. Anyone else wouldn't have but hunting had also enhanced his senses and he heard the soft steps around him. A quick sprint and five jumps from tree to tree later he felt safe enough to drop onto the ground and finished his escape there, bursting into the den agitatedly.

:There are other hunters in our forest! Like me:

The snake turned its six eyes to him and hissed quietly. :Wizards.:

AN: You people don't know what you want. LOL. Yur all wiggy! But anyway! Again your wish is my command! Except for the person who asked me to skip right to puberty. Really! #wags finger# It's not all about wanking and sex!