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To Yoruko's Question: What would have happened if Harry/Ace went into the veil?
I don't know...let me put on the AU goggles and glimpse into a place where Hermionie was not fast enough to stop her friend.
Let's see...death by pocky battle...fun with time turners...Alucard? Why are you here? not it...Marco's drinking contest where he becomes king of the birds...island of the apes...Ace why are you suddenly Kakashi?...Law? No, you're in the other fic...potion gone wrong and 'the antler' incident...ah here we go, the veil!
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Harry stares at the Veil transfixed, barely noticing Hermione tugging at his arm.
The sound of waves crashing against the bow of a ship and seagulls crying shrilly envelopes him. Muffled voices shout; Harry can make out laughter and singing between what could be mugs banging together.
Someone's crying- screaming- the mark on his chest burns.
"Harry!"
With a gasp the teen tumbles forwards. The grey fabric ghosted across his face and shoulders, pulling him deeper into the muttering void.
Water slams into his face, burning his eyes and sinuses with salt. He splutters, failing to fill his lungs with air.
"H-Help!" He screams, arms flailing. Between self made splashes he can hear what could be voices. Unable to continue his struggle Harry sinks below the surface.
(And drowns. Wait, sorry wrong AU)
There's a thump as something jumps into the water. Harry can feel arms wrap around his torso, then the sweet sweet taste of air as his head breaks the surface.
"It's alright, I got him!" his savior calls. There is a roar of acknowledgement, and Harry is pulled through the water like a sack of potatoes. "Ah, you're heavy."
There's a laugh from above. "Just toss him then!"
"Ah, good idea!" There's a lurch, and a brief moment of weightlessness as Harry is thrown into the air. His back slams into the hard wood of a deck knocking all the water from his lungs. Hundreds of feet stomp and voices laugh out cat calls.
"What is wrong with you people!" Harry coughs. He opens his eyes to better glare at his rescuers.
A small boy with closely cropped blonde hair and an enormous black top hat crouches beside him. "Don't take it too personally," he says. "They're all idiots."
Harry can't help the laugh that escapes him. "Truer words have never been spoken." He levers himself into a seated position, wiping water from his face. "By the way, what's going on here? Where am I?"
The boy grins. One of his teeth is missing leaving a space in his smile. "This is your welcoming party!" He looks thoughtful for a moment, "Of course we weren't expecting you so soon..."
The brunette scratches the back of his head and looks around. "Welcoming party? But I don't know any of these people-"
The rest of his words are cut off as someone latches their arms around his chest, and proceeds to crush out what air remained inside. "AH! It's so good to see you! It's been so long!" Harry's attacker shouts into his ear.
"Get Off!" Harry flails and manages to free himself, landing face first onto hard wood.
The attacker laughs raucously. "Shishishi! Hey Sabo, look at how much stronger I am than him now!"
The boy tries to hid his laughter behind his hands, but his grin is visible around his fingers. "Don't tease him too much Luffy."
Harry gets up and rubs the sore spot on his nose. "I need to get off this mad ship!" He tries to crawl towards the railing, and hopefully freedom, when his attacker 'Luffy' grabs the back of his cloths and pulls him to his feet.
"The party's this way! Come on, there's so much meat!" He starts to manhandle him towards a door which led below deck, when someone in the crowd shouts.
"Hey! Hey! We can't welcome him yet! He is not meant to be here yet!"
Luffy turns, face falling. "But...meat..."
The speaker shrugs helplessly. "Orders from Pops. We need to send him back."
"Fine, I'll send him back. Spoil sport." The straw heat wearing boy pouted briefly, before grinning at Harry. The boy who lived felt cold sweat break out across his body.
Luffy's arm wrapped itself several times around Harry's waist, before stretching itself around the mast like a rubber band sling shot.
"Oh God No!" Harry flailed, but the boy's limbs were like iron.
"See you next time Ace!" Luffy grinned, before flinging Harry into the sky.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAh!"
Hermionie barely had enough time to register that her friend had fallen through the vail in the Department of Mysteries, before he came flying back through the grey material, screaming shrilly.
He impacted the stone wall and slid to the floor, leaving a red streak of blood in his wake.
"Oh my goodness! Harry are you all right?" She rushed to his side, casting a quick 'episky' on his bleeding nose and dented forehead.
Harry looked positively concussive. "Hermionie? Is that you?"
"Yes! We still have to go rescue Sirius though. Can you stand?"
"Maybe?" the savior of the wizarding world got shakily to his feet. His eyes still spun, but he forced himself to concentrate with a shake of his head. He meets his friends eyes. "Let us never speak of this again. Agreed?"
Hermionie frowned, desperately wanting answers as to what happened to her friend, and why his cloths were damp with sea water, but she nodded. Priorities first. "Agreed."
Later, Sirius Black would come upon the same sailing vessel as his godson, and there was much rejoicing. And drinking.
The End.
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So Harry/Ace meets up with his 'Welcome to Death' party, but is kicked out because they weren't done decorating yet.
