Harry must have fallen into a deep sleep for when he awoke, he was alone in the bunk and Louis and Niall were sat steering the horse while talking together.
The sun was high in the sky and Harry felt more rested than he'd been in weeks. He slowly got up from the bunk and stretched with a smile. All he needed now was to have a wash, have a decent meal and change his clothes.
He stood up and carefully made his way to the others, Louis was first to notice him and he smiled, Ferdinand sleeping in his arms and Harry slid into the nearest seat to the door.
"We were just discussing where to stop," Louis said, "There's a town a couple of miles away and we were thinking of grabbing some clothes, maybe a shower if possible. How much money do you have on you?"
Harry, who luckily had been carrying his wallet in his pocket and not his bag pulled it out and threw it to Louis who caught it.
"Okay, between us I think we can cover a night somewhere, food and what not. I've more money back at mine we can pick up on our way through" Louis said and he threw Harrys wallet back to him with a smile.
"We'll stop off at the village, rest up the horse, grab some food and clothes and then continue on and find somewhere to stay later. It's only midday so we'll want to get further just in case." Niall hummed and looked at them both. "Do you think Liam and Zayn will be pissed we left them?"
"They'll be more surprised we're alive." Louis said and Harry nodded along.
"Where is the rebellion?" Harry asked eventually and everyone was silent looking around at them.
"Honestly, I've no real idea." Louis said, "I've just heard rumours about where it could be, clues on where to find it and such. I suppose if it was known where it was Zaphiors men would launch an attack." Louis shrugged.
"This is going to be fun." Niall sighed,
The ride into the town was slow and quiet as they looked around for a place to hide the caravan and keep the horse out of sight. They found a small clearing on the outskirts of the town and they got out of the caravan, left water for the horse and Harry left Ferdinand inside the caravan as to not cause alarm within the small town.
Harry held his breath as they entered the town, so far on their journey they hadn't had very good experiences in them and it made Harry uneasy about going into another one.
It was quite a small town, with quaint streets that met up to form a square in the centre of it, there were only a few shops and a couple of places to eat.
They were getting a few unsavoury looks from people around and Harry had no doubt it was because they looked scruffy and unkempt.
He moved closer to Louis who looked at him and smiled, like he knew how unsettled Harry was and slowly he linked his little finger with Harrys for comfort.
"Should we get a meal or go but supplies to make out own?" Niall asked them keeping his voice down as to not bring even more attention to themselves.
"We should probably get supplies, but honestly, I'm starving and I don't know if I can be bothered to prepare anything." Louis sighed looking around them.
"I agree with, Lou." Harry nodded, the last thing he felt like doing was starting a fire and trying to make something. It could take hours and his stomach was almost trying to eat itself.
"Of course you do," Niall chuckled before leading them over to a pub with a sign which read 'The Hungry dragon' which Harry felt was rather fitting. "But I also agree, I'm so hungry I could actually eat you both."
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The Animator (Larry Stylinson)
FantasyHarry, an animator and Niall, a telepath are magical traders who's boat is ambushed by the evil Zaphior, an absorber who takes the crew in search of the rare animator to steal his magic. On their quest to get their crew back, Harry and Niall join f...