Harry woke what felt like minutes after he finally fell into an exhausted yet sated sleep beside his boyfriend. The wizard was no where near ready to wake up, but had set the alarm on his wand like he had agreed with Neville the day before. Reluctantly rolling out of bed, Harry made his way to the bathroom. With his face still wet from being splashed in an effective attempt to wake him up more the green eyed boy left the tent to find Neville already waiting for him in the common area in the center of camp.

"Late night," Neville asked with a grin.

"Actually, yes," Harry informed him with pride. "I can see why our dorm mates obsessed about it so much," he told the boy as they made their way out of camp.

"So you guys already shagged? Harry, you got to play hard to get at least a little bit, mate," Neville teased.

"No, Nev, we didn't shag. Still amazing though."

"I'm sure. Just...be careful, alright? I don't want to see you getting hurt. We heard a lot about Puck from Tina and Kurt," Neville explained. "I don't want you to be taken advantage of again."

Harry sighed. "I know you worry and I know I don't really have much experience in this kind of thing. I mean dating Ginny for a week doesn't make me an expert obviously, but I don't know. I can just tell he's sincere. I mean he didn't even hide that he's been around a lot and last night Puck didn't even make any comments about me not knowing what to do. He kind of just guided me a bit."

"I know you're an excellent judge of character, Harry. I am just a worrier, you know. I do like him though, but I think Luna is planning a you-hurt-him-and-I'll-kill-you speech for him."

"Oh, Merlin, that's terrifying," Harry told him seriously. "Make sure she doesn't go over board, Nev. She can be scary. Don't want to scare the poor bloke off now."

"How far are we going out?" Neville asked bringing them to the reason they were out so early.

They had decided to wake up while everyone else was asleep to set the wards. They knew Draco was going to be leaving early and they needed him inside to make sure it was keyed to him. When setting up permanent wards, each new layer was placed on top of one before until the caster achieved the desired combination. The wards Harry and Neville would be setting included one that would tie every human inside to the wards and in turn to both of the casters. They would be able to tell if anyone was in danger and be able to find them.

The wards always would set up in a sphere, kind of like a bubble, so it would protect them both from above and below as well as the side. The main set of wards would be the last one traveled though while approaching the camp. Fifteen feet in front of the circle was the ward that would keep out anything with ill intent towards anything inside the wards. Thirty feet further out were silencing and light dampening wards so they didn't attract any attention.

The pair walked to about thirty yards from the tents. They needed to make sure there was enough room inside the camp to move around comfortably without brushing the ward circle. Neville stuffed his hand into his pocket and brought it out to reveal the small stones he had pocketed on the walk the day before and handed half of them to Harry. They were going to visually enforce the chalk line with enlarged stones to make sure the muggles knew where the wards began.

Harry cast the first spell that would mark the circle they had to walk for the main ward. From the ground beneath his feet a purple line shot out and marked the ground moving quickly. The line quickly encircled the whole perimeter of the camp until it reached where it had began. The two teenagers nodded to each other, each already knowing the plan, then took their placed on either side of the line facing away from each other. Harry took the outside of the line, Neville the inside.

Their first pass would be to just place the enlarged stones on the line so they worked quietly moving away from each other, placing the stones on the purple line and then casting engorgio, When they met back where they had begun that was where the real work began. They both were required to work in sync with perfect concentration on the spells they were casting. They had enough experience that Harry wasn't worried about getting the wards wrong, but they required the casters full attention to be at maximum power. There was no rushing a permanent ward casting.

They walked in circles for hours, the only sounds in the darkness were their murmured castings and the night insects. When they finally had the last ward cast, the sky was beginning to lighten. They stumbled their way back to their tents with sleepy farewells, not really up to chatting. Harry was completely spent as he collapsed into the now cold bed. He cuddled up to Puck, looking for warmth and the tanned teen wrapped an arm around the wizard drawing him back into his chest. A sleepy smile worked it's way over Harry's face as Puck nuzzled into the back of his neck. The wizard dropped off into a welcome sleep still smiling and completely content.

When Harry woke again the bed was empty and the tent was bright with the light of the day. He rolled over and stretched full out before making his way to a hot shower. When he left the bathroom he noticed that even Hulk was outside, so he went to join them. The sight he was met with outside the tent made his mouth water.

The tents had been rearranged into a U shape with the common area still in the middle. In the empty space Neville was showing Mike and Finn how to hold a sword while Luna and Puck were sparring with swords, the blue glow on the blades telling Harry they had been dulled with magic for practice. They must have been at it for a while because Puck was wearing just his shoes, shorts and Layla's pouch. Sweat gleamed off his soaked chest as he swung a broadsword against Luna's single-handed sword. Luna, dressed in just a light tank top and shorts, quickly parried and spun away.

Not really paying attention to anything but the broad tanned shoulders, Harry made his way to the seats and collapsed on the couch with suddenly ill fitting shorts. He really had no idea how long he watched the pair speechless when Puck signaled for a break and turned to the couch and yelled across the clearing.

"How am I supposed to concentrate when I am being eye-raped?" Puck called, meeting Harry's eyes with a grin. Puck started to jog over, and beside him Harry hear giggling. He tore his eyes away from the glorious sight to see Tina and Kurt also on the couches and both laughing at him.

Harry blushed furiously. "Er. How long have you been there?"

"Since before you came out. You almost sat on Tina," Kurt answered with a snicker.

Harry coughed, trying to convince his blush to leave. "I was admiring Luna's skill. She has really improved her technique. Any chance you believe me?"

Kurt and Tina just giggled and shook their heads while Puck plopped onto the seat beside him breathing heavily. "Nope. I think I might have burns from where you were staring so hard, babe," Puck told him rubbing his sweaty abs.

Harry gave up trying. "I can't help it. I don't know if my heart can take much more," Harry told him dramatically, fanning his face for full effect.

Puck lept across the small space separating them on the seat and pressed Harry into the cushion while kissing him hard. Harry drew back before he got too involved and pushed at Puck's chest, his hands sliding a bit in the teens sweat. "You're getting your sweat all over me! Go finish practicing."

"I had your dick in my mouth last night, Harry, I'm sure you can take a little sweat," Puck shot back cheekily.

Harry yelped and pushed him away harder, the blush returning full force. "You can't just say stuff like that, Puck!"

Puck just chuckled and stood up then removed the pouch around his neck. "Since your lazy ass is up, you can take care of the kid. Luna spelled the pouch so she wouldn't be hurt, but she needs exercise. She already ate, so your good to go."

Harry nodded and accepted the pouch along with a kiss before Puck jogged back to where Luna was waiting. Harry turned to look at Tina and Kurt. He hadn't really spent that much time talking to them the day before, but they seemed like good people.

"You guys aren't going to train with weapons?" Harry asked as he started to work the pouch open.

"Neville is going to show us about the plants instead. We don't really have the strength for a sword," Kurt told him.

"We should still get you both some practice with a knife, for protection while your outside the wards," Harry told him, finally getting the pouch open.

::Come on out. You need some fresh air, Layla,:: Harry said, holding the pouch sideways with his hand cupped at the opening.

Layla slithered out on to his palm, her rainbow wings shifting brightly in the noon sun. ::Morning, Speaker Daddy! Daddy said you were going to sleep the whole day!::

Harry laughed quietly. ::Well, I got up before Daddy, so that shows him.::

Harry looked up to see the other two teenagers staring at him in shock, so he held up the baby snake to their gazes. "This is Layla, she's a couatl."

"You can speak to snakes?" Tina asked.

"Yeah, but she can understand English like Hulk can, you just can't understand her back," Harry told them. The greatest thing is because they were Muggles they wouldn't react with fear. To them it wasn't any weirder than turning a bird into a cup.

"She's so beautiful. What's that on her back and tail," Tina asked curiously.

"Her wings and tail feathers. When Puck found her she was almost eaten by an animal, so he saved her. We were cleaning her off when we found the feathers."

"Why did Noah call her the kid," Kurt asked, still staring curiously at Layla.

"She's just a baby. When she get's a little bigger she will start being able to use her wings. They grow pretty fast so I'd say in about a year she would be about 6 feet long. In two to three years she will be fully grown at fifteen feet."

"She's going to be huge," Tina said with wonder.

Harry set Layla into the grass. ::Just don't go to far. If you start getting tired just say something, Layla. You'll still be a little weak, but Daddy was right. You do need exercise to get healthy again.::

"Okay, Speaker Daddy.:: Layla replied before slithering off into the grass. She giggled a bit and Harry looked to see she was chasing a bug and smiled fondly.

"Have you guys seen Hulk? He wasn't in the tent when I woke up," Harry asked.

"Yes. He came out with Noah a couple of hours ago. We were talking about having to go looking for food when he just got up and left camp. Mike said he would do that when you were all traveling so we just let him go. Neville is teaching the boys how to handle the swords and then Luna is showing them how to use them. When he's done Nev is going to come back over and start teaching Tina and I about the plants. That's pretty much all that has happened this morning. Draco was already gone by the time everyone was awake. Luna said she spelled what he would need last night so that he could leave early."

"It looks like they are taking to the swords well, at least," Harry commented.

"That, and they are so hot to watch while learning," Tina commented, earning enthusiastic nods from both Kurt and Harry.

Kurt looked up at the sun and sighed. "I should be in Chemistry right now, thinking about the songs I'm going to be singing after class during Glee," he told them.

"I'd probably be in Transfiguration, trying to turn a pig into a sheep. That's not as easy as it sounds by the way," Harry confided.

"I'd probably be at home pretending I was sick so I didn't have to go to school," Tina commented, getting a laugh from both boys.

"You know what really bothers me?"

"What's that?"

"I bought the cutest coat in London and now it's just gone," Kurt said with a mournful sigh.

Harry stared at the boy for a long minute before laughter burst out of him. "You're stuck on an island full of magical creatures and a lost coat is what bothers you?" Harry asked through his laughter.

"It was a beautiful coat," Kurt defended indignantly, only succeeding in making Harry laugh more.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to laugh. It's just so random," Harry told him once his laughter died down. "Luna is really good at transfiguration. Have you talked to her about making you some clothes? If you describe them well, she should be able to get close," Harry offered.

That seemed to appease the boy because Kurt wasn't glaring so much anymore. The conversation moved on and Harry was glad to find that he really liked them. About an hour after he had come out of the tent, the rest of the group made their way back to their tents and came out freshly showered. Puck laid on his back with his head in Harry's lap again and grabbed the green eyed wizards hand and placed it into his wet hair. Harry laughed and began to run his fingers though the hair while Puck closed his eyes with a sigh.

Puck dropped his hand to the grass. "Layla," the teen called out softly.

::Daddy!:: Harry heard the excited squeal come from under the couch Tina was sitting on and the snake slithered out from beneath it quickly covering the distance and climbing up the hanging arm. The baby couatl settled on Puck's bare chest and he began to pet her. ::Daddy! I caught a green hopper! It was so crunchy and yummy. Can I have more of those? Pet my wings, Daddy.::

"What'd she say," Puck asked Harry, finally opening his eyes to look at his boyfriend.

"She caught a 'green hopper' and that it was yummy. Oh, and she wants you to pet her wings," Harry translated.

Puck moved his fingers to the tiny wings, gently spreading and stroking the small colorful feathers. "You caught a grass hopper? I'm so proud of you Layla. Your gonna be such a good hunter!" Puck praised the snake.

::Thank you, Daddy:: Layla said quietly, her wings fluttering at the praise.

"Seriously, babe. I don't know how you guys started all this at fifteen. It's exhausting," Puck complained. "I thought football was bad. I'm pretty sure my muscles may or may not have been turned into lava."

Harry shrugged. "You do what you have to do to survive," he told the teen truthfully.

Puck looked up at Harry, showing he understood Harry wasn't just talking about the island. The hazel eyed teen shifted for a second, before settling back down. "Come down here and kiss me, I'm too tired to move," he whined.

Harry chuckled and did as asked.

"So, what are the plans for the day," Mike asked.

"I think we should make our way into the line between the forest and jungle," Neville suggested. "We need food. Tina and Kurt, I can show you some of the easiest edible plants and Luna will stay with you just in case. Harry, Mike, Puck and Finn, you guys can hunt using the swords. It wont be easy, but it's possible. It will be easier for me to hunt by myself as a lion. You guys will be using numbers, I'll be using stealth. Do we have any idea what's in there for game?"

"Unicorns?" Finn suggested.

"NO," shouted Harry, Neville, Luna and even Puck in unison.

"We can't eat a unicorn, Finn," Harry told him shortly. "That is like the ultimate evil. Unicorns are pure. You just..." Harry shook his head, unable to find the words. "Just no."

"He asked what we could eat. I'm just trying to help," Finn told him sullenly.

"Since unicorns are not an option, ever, we don't really know what we are up against. Harry, make sure you don't kill anything that you shouldn't."

"Neville, I already said I was sorry about the spriggan. I didn't know!"

"I know, Harry. I just meant you have to guide the others since they don't know."

Harry nodded already working on a plan. "We traveled together, so I think I can make us work in a hunting party. It won't be easy, but I'm sure we can do it."

"Fuck you, Finn! If you didn't stomp around like an elephant we could have caught it," Harry yelled.

"Maybe if you let someone else lead, we wouldn't have this problem!"

"Oh? Like who? You? You dropped your fucking sword on your foot! And hopped around screaming! You are bat shit crazy if you think I would let you lead me anywhere!" Harry screamed up into the taller boys face.

"You think we should follow you just because you have magic! I don't give a shit about your magic! Actually, I fucking hate your magic!" Finn punctuated every word in the last sentence with a harsh poke to Harry's chest.

"You don't hate it. You're jealous of it!"

"At least I don't need a damn stick to take care of myself!"

"Oh, no your right. Your history of screaming and crying at the first hint of trouble really proves you can take care of yourself! Grow the fuck up! You're just a scared little girl in a giant fucking body!"

Harry stumbled back with the force of the blow to his cheek. Finn looked shocked. Puck looked ready to kill Finn. Mike just looked like he wanted to be anywhere else. To say that their hunting party had not been successful was a severe understatement. After hours of Finn scaring away prey they had actually managed to find an older doe in the forest before Finn had jumped the gun and tried to stab her without waiting for the signal. He had missed and the deer ran off into the forest. Harry called it quits and barely managed to make it back inside the wards before blowing up at the teen.

Harry held his hand up keeping the other teens at bay, though Puck reluctantly stayed. "You want to do this? I will hurt you, Finn," Harry told him point blank.

The look of shock faded from Finn's face to be replaced by anger. "Only because of your damned magic."

"You think? Fine." Harry quickly unstrapped the sheath on his arm and handed it careful to Puck with a warning to not try and touch the wand. "No magic now. You still think you can take me?"

"I'm twice your size, of course I can take you, you little frea-"

Harry didn't even let him finish the word. With all his power, the wizard charged Finn, driving him to the ground and wiping the smug smile of his face. They rolled around on the grass, each getting in some good shots, but Harry was clearly winning. The wizard had been trained for war, with or without a wand he was always ready for battle against Death Eaters. A teenaged Muggle wasn't any threat. Harry managed to restrain himself from seriously injuring the prat, but dealt enough damage to hurt for a while.

Strong arms wrapped around his waist puling him off the bleeding Finn. Harry struggled against the hold, still yelling at the boy. "How about now you bastard? You think you can take me now you fucking asshole!"

"Puck, take him into your tent. Luna, help Finn. Kurt, calm down. He didn't really hurt your brother," Neville instructed.

"No, don't heal the idiot. He hates magic, thinks were freaks! Why should we heal him if he hates us!" Harry shouted even as he allowed himself to be pulled towards his tent.

Neville groaned and rubbed his hand over his face before turning to Mike. "He called him a freak?" At Mike's nod Neville sighed. "You never call Harry a freak. Luna, just-"

The words cut off as the flap of the tent closed. Harry turned in Puck's arms to look at the tanned boy. "Why did you pull me off? I didn't even break anything."

Puck rolled his eyes. "I didn't want you to kill my friend. I have to say though, watching you fight was kind of hot."

"Does anything not turn you on," Harry asked with a light laugh.

Puck looked to be seriously thinking for a moment. "Nope, I think everything about you turns me on." Puck leered at Harry. "Want to go work off some of that energy? Calm down a bit before we go back out?"

"You have the best ideas."

An hour later the couple left their tent relaxed and happy. The atmosphere of the camp seemed the opposite. Neville and Luna were butchering the game Neville had caught in the empty space on near the wards and the others were talking quietly on the couches.

"You want to talk to your friends and I'll talk to mine," Harry asked. "I don't want everyone to be awkward just because Finn and I can't get along."

Puck nodded and let go of Harry's hand so he could go to his fellow glee members. On the way over he mentally braced himself. Finn still looked like he got the shit kicked out of him and Puck had to work to keep the smug satisfaction from showing. If Harry hadn't stopped him, Puck would have been glad to be the one to have made Finn look like that. They spent hours in the forest for nothing, listening to Finn ruin their chances at catching dinner and being an ass. He had a problem with not being the one in charge of their hunting party, even though it was painfully obvious he had no clue what he was doing. Puck had been surprised Harry had managed to stay quiet so long.

The group grew quiet as they watched him come closer. Unconcerned, Puck took a seat on what was becoming his and Harry's normal couch and waited for them to speak.

"Your boyfriend beat up my brother," Kurt stated angrily.

"Your brother deserved it," Puck told him honestly. "He started it, Harry finished it."

"Look at him!" Kurt demanded pointing at Finn's face, which was sporting some nasty bruises and a wounded puppy dog expression.

"Listen, Princess, I don't know what Finn has been saying, but it was his fault. The entire time we were hunting he was being an ass. It was because of him we came back empty handed. They were arguing and Finn punched him in the face, called Harry a freak. The way I see it Harry warned him, and Finn kept pushing then look what happened."

"We all know my brother can be a little insensitive, but did he really have to go all out on him, though?"

"Kurt," Puck said seriously," Harry is a war hero. Do you really think this," Puck waved his hand at Finn, "is going all out? He didn't even use magic! This is Harry holding back. Finn is used to being the one everyone looks up to but here, on this island, he doesn't know anything."

"I don't think we should listen to him just because he has magic," Finn argued.

"Oh, my god, Finn. We are not listening to him just because he has magic! Fuck! Neville has magic, Luna has magic, fuck even the preppy blonde has magic. Did you notice even all them listen him? It's not because he has magic, it's because he's a leader. He knows what he's doing and is trying to make sure everyone is taken care of. Harry's saved all our lives. Mike would have died on the beach if it wasn't for him. You never would have found your brother. Just give it up."

"And I don't like what he's doing to you either," Finn continued.

"Are you even listening to me? And what has Harry done to me," Puck demanded.

"You've turned into this goopy lovey mess. Eating out of his hand, laying in his lap. You just met last week and you guys follow each other around like you're in love or something. How do you know he hasn't put a love spell on you or something?"

"That's too far, Finn," Mike interrupted.

"I think they are sweet together," Tina added.

"I'm your best friend, and you are choosing this guy over me!"

"You hate him just because he has magic, Finn. News flash: I'm a fucking wizard too. Are you going to hate me too?"

"Is that true, Finn?" Kurt asked with disappointment. "I thought you had learned. You can't just hate someone for the way they were born. I'm not taking his side, but if the only reason you don't like him is because of something he can't control then I'm not going to feel sorry for you."

"I don't understand how everyone else is just so calm! We're supposed to be building a raft or making smoke signals, but he says make camp and everyone just jumps. He's not even trying to leave and no one cares! He said it himself. He has no family, no one waiting for him. Well, I do! I have Rachel and my mom and Burt and a life."

"We all have people at home we want to see, Finn. There is no way off, so we need to prepare to stay until we figure it out. Freaking out at the person protecting us isn't going to get us home any faster."

Finn sighed and ran his hands through his hair roughly, wincing when he accidentally brushed a cut. "I know, alright, I know. I just see him all calm and collected and it just pisses me off."

"Can you at least just try to get along with Harry," Kurt asked his brother.

"Yeah, Kurt, I'll try."

"And no more punching him?"

Finn looked at Kurt like he was insane. "Are you kidding me? He kicked my ass. No way I'm hitting him again." Puck snickered. "Shut up, Puck. How was I supposed to know someone so small could be so strong?"

"Dude. He told you about the basilisk. Did you really think he was a pussy?"

"Basilisk?" Kurt and Tina asked together.

Finn lit up at the question. As Finn told them the story Harry had shared, Mike and Puck exchanged a look. At least for the moment, Finn was back to how he had been at the beginning of the week when magic was the best thing ever. Hopefully, he would stay that way.

AN: I really want to Thank everyone who reviewed on the last chapter. I was really worried about it, but it seemed to go over well. Yes, Harry has a pokemon animagus form. There will be more about it in the next chapter, and I'm pretty sure there will be a time jump as well some surprises.

A question to my readers: I don't have any plans on actually writing out any sex scenes between these two hotties. However, a few of you seem to be looking forward to that moment a bit. So I guess I'll ask what you all think. To sex or not to sex, that is the question.

Thanks to Raven and yngoldfogee who pointed out a few grammatical errors.