I Do What I Want (Drarry)

I Don't Believe It

           Draco sighed heavily from his comfy spot inside of Harry's arms. The constant blue of the ocean was really getting to him. It was almost giving him a headache. He just wanted to get there already. He was sick of the fucking ocean. Ocean sightings would not make it to their honeymoon.

            Harry could feel frustration from his fiancé and he began nuzzling his head into Draco's neck. He could feel the tension slowly leave Draco's shoulders and he smiled slowly. He loved that simple touches always calmed Draco down. It just showed him what kind of connection that they had.

            Finneus looked behind him as the silence stretched on and rolled his eyes at the cuddling couple. Ergh, they made him sick. So much love was not natural. Couldn't they go five minutes without touching one another? His parents were soulmates but he couldn't remember them ever being in love like this. Potter and Malfoy were nauseating.

            "We are almost to the island." Finneus spoke as he looked back to the ocean.

            "Thank Merlin." Draco grumbled. "This was an experience I never want to repeat."

            Finneus gasped. "Oh I am wounded. I am the perfect tour guide."

            Harry scrunched up his face. "Tour guide?" He asked in bewilderment. "You say that like someone would want to explore all of this." He looked around and raised a hand. "If you look over to the right folks, you will see the Slovakian Seekers devouring some poor soul. Oh, you are in for a treat ladies and gentlemen, up ahead is a pack of wild Lactera. Wouldn't it just be lovely to see them in their natural habitat? Don't forget to explore the surrounding caves. You may just find a Peura, be sure to take pictures. Have fun and make sure to come back and see us again some time!" His false cheery tone made Draco crack up.

            Finneus pouted. "Geez, just take my job why don't you."

            Harry and Draco rolled their eyes but decided not to say anything. The lull of the boat was sending Harry into a false calm. He could almost fall asleep but he knew that was a bad idea. It would be irresponsible to fall asleep with all of the creatures and unknown traps out there.

            "Hey look!" Draco said in excitement. Harry squinted in the direction Draco was pointing in and he breathed a sigh of relief at what was undeniably an island.

            "It's a lot smaller than I thought it would be." Harry mused out loud.

            Finneus snorted. "It may look small right now but just wait till we get there. The land goes far back."

            Harry wasn't too sure about that but Finneus knew more about this than he would. Draco was so thankful to see the island that he could have danced for joy. He couldn't wait to get off this stupid boat.

            Finneus narrowed his eye when he couldn't detect the army protecting the island. He frowned as he reached out with his magic to find them. This was worrying him. Had his parents moved them? Surely, they would have told him. Moving that many Peuras without any help would have been suicide. The Peuras have always surrounded the perimeter while the Puellas stood guard further along on the island. Changing things now seemed redundant. It had taken centuries to get them trained to follow orders.  What worried him the most is what had taken their place? The army had been doing their job just fine all of these years. Switching them out would imply that they had found something that could do it better. But what?

            Harry noticed the tension in Finneus and he straightened up. Something was wrong.

            "What's going o-" Harry was cut off by something slamming into the boat.