And Then There Were None

"Hey Malfoy! Heads up!"

The gooey pumpkin pie that Seamus threw at Ron, who swayed sideways, missed him and hit Malfoy on the side of his face. Pansy who was speaking to Blaise nearby got splattered too as soon as it hit Draco's face.

"ARRAGGHH!!!! WHAT. WAS. THAT!!! IT RUINED MY DRESS!!!" Pansy shrieked.

Seamus tried not to laugh, "Whoops." Ron was having a hard time trying not to laugh but when he saw Pansy and her pie covered tendrils Ron let out a snort, which he tried to cover by coughing loudly.

"You're going to pay for that Finnigan!!!" Draco wiped the pie off his face and tore across the room and grabbed Seamus's collar.

Ron hollered behind him, "Hey! Ferret face!!" Malfoy turned around and Ron splattered the pumpkin juice all over his face and body. Meanwhile Pansy's weeping grew stronger in the background as Blaise tried to comfort her.

"Why you little---"

Just then, Seamus retrieved the rest of the pie from Ron and chucked it straight to his face. When Malfoy finally regained his vision he was met once again with a pie splat to his face.

"What's that, Malfoy? I thought I heard you say something." Ron laughed.

Draco chucked the pieces of pie off of his face, "I'll kill you!" He lunged toward Ron who was having a hoot laughing with Seamus. Draco knocked him over and soon they were both rolling around punching each other. Seamus tried best to keep up with the fight, hoping to hit Malfoy a couple more times with the frozen chicken.

When that didn't work he took out a can of whipped cream he brought with him from home and sprayed it all over the place hoping to hit the rolling target of red and blonde.

Unfortunately, Harry came up at the wrong time and got the full blast of the whipped cream which made him collide with the rambunctious ball of fist fights.

Soon the force became a bit too much for Seamus and he was hurled to the back of the boat and crashed. Luckily, nothing broke.

Harry, Ron and Draco lay sprawled on the floor. Harry was unconscious and Draco lifted his head.

Draco grabbed his wand, "Expel...Expe---"

He finally fell into unconsciousness too after trying to pull one more spell out on Weasley.

Ron lazily stood up with his wobbly legs. Before he could even say any snide remark, he fell right back to the floor.

~~~~~~~~~*

"Neville I think you should go to the bathroom before embarking on a weird journey," Parvati said, annoyed.

"Well how was I supposed to know you had to go through a maze to get to the loo?"

"We were lucky enough to have survived that. If it wasn't for all the new spells we learned last year we would have been dead by now," Hermione said as she walked rapidly to Prof. Owen's room.

"Really, I don't know what the professor was thinking; putting a maze on a ship like this. And I think most of the stuff in there required dark arts training."

Hermione knocked on the door, "Professor? Professor are you in here?"

As soon as she opened the door she could have sworn that she saw a tail of some sort pass by.

Parvati and Neville followed inside Owen's room. There were all sorts of bits and bobs of strange objects in his room.

There was the list of all the people in the group with the exception of Pansy. Neville found an object shaped like a bird, plunging his beak in the cup of water repeatedly, interesting. Parvati sneezed due to all the dust that had settled in the room.

Out of all the strange things in the room a particular object sitting on top of the drawers caught her eye. It appeared to be a giant time turner with a few extra gadgets on it. Only it wasn't filled with sand but with small bubbles. A small button was in the shape of a snake that read omit.

She didn't know what made her do it, but she pressed the button. Suddenly the snake's eyes turned red and Hermione's vision became hazy. For a few seconds she saw a basilisk and its piercing red stare along with a piece of paper flashing before her eyes. After a few seconds, she came out of the trance and saw a small bubble enter the hourglass.

That's strange. I wonder what that was all about.

"Hermione! I think I hear someone coming." Neville frantically panicked.

"Huh, wha---Oh... right. We should probably go... then."

When they stepped out of the room they came face to face with Prof. Owen.

"I say if you were that fond of me and my work, you should have just asked."

He chuckled, "But going into a professor's office without permission isn't really the right way to do it."

"We're sorry professor... but Neville had to go to the bathroom and we got lost...with the maze...a-and--"

"Calm down Miss Patil, you're not going to get in trouble as long as you didn't touch anything and that all of you are all right."

Hermione felt a surge of guilt and strangeness about the object she had touched. "Prof. Owen what exactly is the maze for on this ship? We encountered it on our way to the bathroom."

"Oh... well Miss Granger I don't know what sorts of things are on this ship, due to the fact that it's not even my ship," Owen spluttered.

"Wait. So you let ten students on this boat without even knowing what kind of dangers were in it??" Hermione was appalled.

"Well--- not exactly. The owner told me quite a bit about this ship. This ship actually belonged to a prison enslaver many centuries ago and the enslaver kept many slaves on board, but mostly in the basement area; where the loo is. So I'm thinking this is what the owner meant when he said booby traps might still be left in this tatty old ship." He chuckled.

"But if you wanted to go anywhere on this ship you have to ask me or Prof. Moody to assist you instead of putting yourself in danger like that."

"But what happened to your---"

"OK, we really should get you all back to the upper deck with everyone," Owen said, interrupting Hermione. "Come along now."

When they went there they found a massacre of whipped cream of some sort and all different types of food on the floor. And right smack in the middle of it lay three messy boys.

"What in the world--- "Owen gasped.

"Guess they partied too hard."

Everyone gasped as Millicent made her way over there. "Did I just miss a food fight or what?"

Just then Pansy and Blaise came up. "It's so nice to change into clean clothing don't you think?" Pansy rambled as Blaise nodded.

Pansy saw Draco lying on the floor and gasped, "Drakie!! Professor!! Look what those two little--wait...I mean three little monsters did to him! Dragging him into the middle of their silly little food fight!!"

"It's true. I saw it too Professor," Blaise clearly stated.

"And you didn't do anything except go off to get clean clothing for yourself??" Hermione said wittily.

Pansy stammered, "Well--I... how was I supposed to stop a fist fight anyways? Let alone a food fight which your housemates started!"

"That is enough Miss Parkinson!" Everyone turned around as Moody was standing by the staircase.

"We'll deal with this later, but first we need to get these boys into care. Let's move it everyone," Moody said in a whip-like fashion.

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Draco slowly opened his eyes and regained his consciousness. He noticed that he wasn't on the deck now and slowly stretched. He sat up and looked around. He noticed Weasley and Finnigan were resting across from him. He also noticed the beds across were right next to each other in pairs like it was connected. He figured that in this kind of shabby ship there would be a lack of space. He was about to lie back down when his eyes wandered next to him and gasped. He expected to be alone on the bed since there were only three of them, so he had no idea why in the world Harry was there. It seemed odd to him. He couldn't remember Harry being involved in the fight.

Draco suddenly became aware of how close Harry was to him. He was practically on his pillow. Then he stirred in his sleep and rolled a bit closer to Draco. He became nervous but aroused at the same time. He wanted to just grab Harry and snog him, senselessly right there on the bed. Then he suddenly felt lightheaded and lay back down, still looking lovingly at the other boy's face.

*

Harry felt so warm under the blanket that he didn't ever want to get out. He was about to get up when he heard a gasp but then he figured it was probably Hermione wanting to talk to him about the incident. So instead he just snuggled a little closer to the source of the warmth. Then he felt someone lie down next to him and thought it was Hemione but when he slowly opened his eyes and saw Draco's face only an inch away from his.

"AHHHHH!!!! "

Draco was taken back and screamed too. "AHHHH!! Geez Potter! That was my ear you twit!"

"What the hell was that? Why are you on my bed?"

"Correction Potter yours and mine. The beds are connected if you haven't noticed," Draco scoffed.

"Oh. Then why were you staring at me while I was sleeping? Huh?" Draco was awkwardly quiet. "Well?"

"Oh get a grip Potter. You're not exactly the center of interest around here. I was just amused how ugly your face is. But then again I bet you get that from your father." Draco spat.

Harry raged, "DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK ABOUT MY FATHER!!!"

"And just what are you going to do eh? Strangle me?" Draco scoffed.

"You know I might just do that," Harry said menacingly.

Harry grabbed his pillow and started to suffocate Draco until he had time to react. When that didn't work he resorted to using his fists. Then Draco pulled away and whipped out his wand. Harry followed suite. "I've had enough! Expelliarmus!"

Draco crashed with the nearby closet before he could conjure up a spell.

Ron woke up and rubbed his eyes. He saw the fighting across the room "Hey!! What's going on over there?" He yelled while Seamus struggled to sit up.

Draco bawled from the closet, "Stupefy!" Harry hit the wall hard as the spell made contact. Harry refused to give up and tried to reach for his wand and stand up.

Then suddenly Moody and Owen came rushing down.

"What is the meaning of this? Mr. Malfoy! Don't you think you had enough of this last night!?" Moody raged as he made his way over to him with Owen.

Draco balked and looked at him as Harry rubbed his head and managed to stand up.

Moody sighed, "Since I cannot take points away from this little trip, I'll have no choice but to punish you by assigning rooms. That means that you have lost your privileges in picking your own rooms and you'll spend the next three weeks with each other in the same room as soon as we reach there. Is that clear?"

Harry and Draco looked at each other in utter disgust, "Yes sir."

Ron was appalled and stood up. "But Professor! Harry wasn't even included in last night's incident and Malfoy's anger clearly hasn't died down from yesterday!"

"I know Harry wasn't involved in last night's incident, and I'm pretty sure he was there by mistake, but that's besides the point. He was involved with this one and I'm getting sick and tired of seeing fights every corner," Moody stated.

"But they fight all the time! Can't you let him go this time, Professor?" Ron pleaded.

"I'm sorry Mr. Weasley, but I have to let all of you know the consequences of fooling around on this ship, especially with magic outside the borders of Hogwarts. You could seriously get hurt if you were to duel in this sort of ship. It's not even Prof. Owen's personal boat so you have to be extra careful."

Ron was just about to say something else when Prof. Moody interrupted.

"Now, since you and Mr. Finnigan are better, why don't you join the rest up for breakfast? Miss Granger's taught us the muggle way to catch fish. Since some of you wasted all our means of survival." Moody turned around and left.

Owen sighed. "Well, I guess you two will have to stay here for the night again because of the fight and all. Maybe it's for the better. I mean it'll give you a chance to get used to each other," Owen said hopefully. "Alright then, follow me you two, I'll bring you up to the others." Ron and Seamus followed suit.

"Well, Potter, looks like you got me in some deep shit again."

Harry had an incredulous look on his face," I got you--- You think I enjoy the idea of having to spend three weeks with you? I'd rather receive the dementor's kiss than spending time with you!"

"Oh really? I'd rather have five more dark marks than being anywhere near you!!" Draco bellowed.

"I---wait, did you just say five more? Which means...you have one already?"

"Heh, I figured you Gryffindors must have figured that out already a long time ago," Draco said as he rubbed his arm. "I don't know about you, but I have a strange feeling about that Owen bloke."

"God, Malfoy, you always have to criticize someone wherever you go, don't you?"

"I'm serious Potter. Why do you think Moody talks all the time and never Owen? Why do you think Owen picked Pansy to be the last recruit, huh? If he was such a great auror like Dumbledore says he is then he'd know that Pansy's as dumb as a doorknob and couldn't survive a day in the wilderness let alone a mysterious island," Draco said matter-of-factly. "It's because he doesn't know a damn bloody thing about what he's doing. I sensed it the moment he made everyone walk to the harbor."

"Oh shut up Malfoy, you just hate everyone who's making you do uncomfortable stuff. And why do you care if anyone's in danger, huh? I bet your Slytherin friends wouldn't want you to warn people like me for instance."

"I don't bloody give a damn about you Potter," Draco spat. "I'm just saying because my arm keeps irritating me!"

"Your arm? ...Where you have the... dark mark?" Harry said hesitantly.

"Yeah. It hurts like hell every time Owen near me or anywhere close by."

Harry felt his scar and thought it was weird because every time Voldemort was involved in some sort of master plan his scar stung every now and then. But since his scar didn't recently hurt or react at all, when Owen was near by, it couldn't be Voldemort's work.

Then Harry had a thought. "Here give me your arm. This is what I do when my scar stings." Harry reached out for his arm.

Draco protested, "No way Potter! And let you touch me?"

"Just hold still and stop squirming!" Harry said as he pulled Draco's arm close to him. Draco felt very awkwardly warm when Harry touched his skin. Harry grabbed his wand from inside his robes and muttered a spell. 'Allairimus'

A bright glow of crystal clear blue wrapped around his arm, and he experienced a soothing sensation.

Harry put his wand away and rubbed the mark with the lightest touch. "Did that help?"

"Y---yeah, much better." Draco's eyes rested on Harry's and then his arm, which was still holding Draco's.

Oh! Sorry." Harry blushed and let go of his hand. Draco fiddled with his hands as they sat in an uncomfortable moment of silence.

Draco broke the silence, "So, what kind of spell was that?"

"Oh, it's just a healing spell I picked up from somewhere two years ago."

"Oh. Pretty handy I think."

"Yeah."

A couple of hours went by and Harry was getting restless. He stood up and stretched and walked over to the spot by the window. He sat down lazily and leaned his head on the frame. The sea looked so serene and beautiful from his point of view. Mist started to form slowly as it engulfed the sea.

He turned around to see Draco asleep on the bed. Harry wondered if Draco was smarter than he'd thought he was, making a theory that sounded relevant to what Hermione would have conjured up.

It made him wonder if he could sense his desire for him, whether he felt the same about him or not. It's been a wild trip so far and he wondered if it was going to get any rowdier on the island that was silently waiting for him in the distance.

~~~~~~~~~*

"Report status your honor."

"Ah, Nagini, how are things up there handling? Well, I'm assuming?"

"Yes my lord very well. In fact I think everything is going according to plan. I've got loads in store for them especially with Mr. Malfoy and that Potter. I feel a strange bond of some sort between those two. Ever since the food fight...I knew it from the start so I threw a little pie at Ron Weasley." Nagini snickered. He of course thought the Finnigan boy threw it at him and then caused this whole massacre. I then led Potter into the trap with that loud noise. After they were all down I casted a shortening charm in the hospital room and connected the beds together."

"Very good Nagini very good."

"And as for the others, with a few allures and other distractions, I can turn to be quite convincing to those brats, not to mention their gullibility. But Miss Granger is a bit shrewd. She would have figured it all out if she went anymore further into the conversation we had. That sap Moody doesn't sense a thing! But then again a few wrong turns with him can cause us great peril. I'm still a bit shaky with him sire. I'm not used to pose on such a difficult character."

"Relax Nagini, you're doing fine. As for your report, I'm quite pleased to say it's all going according to plan. Now, as for the others...

"Yes, Moody was known for his great auror skills and somewhere along the way we're going to have to get rid of him. But you knew that beforehand, so I'm positive that you won't have any problem getting rid of the hag. As for the others, the plan is pretty simple. You deliver them and then take action. You don't have to worry about Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter because I have a feeling they'll bond quite nicely with each other. And as for Miss Granger, use the hourglass on her in your office. She has already succumbed to it and will have a rather fast reaction when applied to her in particular."

"Yes, of course." Nagini bowed her head.