Master of Death

Into the belly of the Beast and out of the Demon's ass

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Harry bolted awake with a shuttered gasp before he seemed to remember where he was and took shallow, calming breathes so he did not agitated his still sore ribs. He looked up when Aragorn and Legolas knelt down on either side of him, to make sure he was alright.

"I'm well, I'm sorry I seem to be spending most of this journey unconscious..." Harry blushed.

"You've been preforming many feats of magic, Harry, great and wonderful ones." Aragorn assured him. "As you have told us numerous times, if that if you exhaust your magic too much or use very powerful spells, it leaves you quite drained."

"And you also told us that this is the first time you are using your magic so often since you normally hide it away or use it in very subtle manners..." Legolas assured as well. "I believe your friend here has taken a liking to me..."

Aldeztaile slithered her way off of Legolas and into Harry's lap, her tongue flickering out every ever seconds catching the scents that cling to him and grumbling that he was hurt and smelt of everything but he normally did, though she wasn't against his natural scent mixing with Legolas' or Aragorn's scents.

§Hatchling, always getting yourself into danger or hurt... smelling of everything but clutch, shameful!§ She huffed, beginning the long process of rubbing her scent all over him, trying to wash away the other scents. §Though smelling like the Tree Walker and the Hunter is most pleasing... do you intend to let them court you? They would make very good mates, you know!§

§Aldez!§ Harry hissed violently, turning bright pink as the two males startled, but blinked as Harry seemed to be arguing with the snake. §Aragorn's intended to another! A Tree Walker, the Lady Arwen!§

§Oh the pretty one! Yes she is a very good match, I approve!§ She turned to Aragorn, nodding her head as the tip of her tail moved to pat him on the cheek like a mother would her child before turning to Legolas and eyeing him up and down before turning back to Harry. §Mate with this one, not only is he handsome, but he smells heavily of Alpha and seems quite taken with you!§

"Aldez!!" Harry squeaked, face dark red now from embarrassment as the Hobbits quickly came over to see how he was.

"Harry! Are you feeling better?!" Sam and Merry asked.

"You've been sleeping for a few days, you didn't do another ritual did you?" Pippin asked worried, Harry having explained to them what he had done to save Frodo's life during their first few days of travel.

"Do you need more rest?" Frodo worried. "You're face is really red, are you catching a fever?"

"I'm fine!" He squeaked before clearing his throat and taking a deep breath, hissing when Aldeztaile bobbed him on the head when he sat up more, accidentally pinching one of her coils. "Just had an embarrassing talk with Aldez here... She's being her usual overbearing mama snaky self. Ouch, Aldeztaile La Muerte Slytherin!!"

She had bit him and he did not like it one bit, she recoiled and hid her face in her coils as he glared down at her.

"No Ice Mice until we get to the next settlement." He snapped and she went completely limp and slithered off to sulk. "Really... for someone who is over 1000 years old you would think she would develop a sense of humor or ignore a child's barbs." He grumbled checking where she had bitten him and sighed as the wounds healed up from his magic, what little poison was broken down in his blood and adapted to make him immune. Though he's sure that he was immune to begin with, what with being a descendant of her former master as well as being the Master of Death.