|| One More Chance || Pony!Play || AU ||

Chapter Two.

Harry's foot hit the floor under him, it felt different that what he was use to. The floor wasn't hard. It felt soft under his hoofboot. He tossed his head, shifting to the side, he knew he'd never get free from the ring on the wall, but he could always try, right?
His body went still at the sound of footsteps, he dreaded to think what was going to happen, he hated the fact that he couldn't see. He needed to see to kick whoever had dragged him out of the damn trailer. He knew he'd at least got one kick. But he doubted he'd get anymore.
Severus leaned against the door of the stall, watching the new colts movement, although there was none. He was still. He sighed as he slowly unlocked the door, walking into the stall, he nodding to Tom, who had come from the vet room with a syringe in hand. It wasn't long before Tom had injected Harry's let thigh with a sedative, thus making the colt kick out, almost hitting his target. If Tom hadn't skillfully side stepped away from the colts legs. "None of that." Severus said, his voice calm as he watched the drug take effect. 
Within five minutes they had moved the sedated colt into the vet room, strapped onto the examination table. Severus slowly undid the blidfold before he and Tom set to work on checking the colt over, now that they could both get a good look at him everything was seen. Almost every inch of the colts body was covered in bruises, cuts or scars. Not a single part of his body was unmarked. "Gelding this one?" Tom asked as he set to work cleaning the cuts out. "Not yet. I want to see how he fairs. He deserve's a chance like the rest." Severus' thumb ran across the colt's lower lip, his eyes scanning his face before he lightly pulled the bridle off Harry's face. Severus inwardly winced as the barb wired 'bit' fell from the colts mouth. "Some bit.." He mumbled as he tossed the bridle onto the floor. Working on cleaning Harry's mouth from the cut he has substained from the bit.
"Luna!" Severus shouted as he started to undo the straps that held Harry to the table. "Could you get me a size 1 hackamore and size 4 hoof boots? Also when you have time later would you put together a size 1 bridle with a four inch rubber bit. A thin one." Severus said as the blonde hair female scurried away to do his bidding. She returned a few moments later with the hackmore and hoofboots.. "Thank you." He took the hackamore from her, The hackamore was a dark brown.  gently placing it on Harry's head before he tightly secured the hoofboots, the black leather stood out against Harry's leg, coming up to mid thigh. 
Harry woke up suddenly, his heart beating fast in his chest. He quickly looked around his stall. He wasn't with the Dursleys anymore. That much was clear. He slowly stumbled to his feet, the soft shavings under his hoofboots was a pleasant surprise. He shook his head. The stall was a decent size, he had plenty of room to walk around, he could see a water dispenser in the corner, and a food bucket that hung on the wall was near the door. He was glad the blindfold had been removed. He hated being deprived of his sight. His body tensed as a tall man walked to his stall door, the male's long black hair was straight and it reached down to his shoulders. "Morning Harry. Are you ready to start training?"  Severus said as Harry darted to the back of his stall in fear.

AN: Next chapter will be Harry's first steps in training. Severus discovers some of his colts' past. Harry fights. Can they work through Harry's problem or will Harry be put down for good?