Hey Everyone! This is my first completed HP story! I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer-I do not own Harry Potter nor any of the Characters housed in it's pages!


The black rose, most feared ship in all of Europe, the ship my adopted uncle sails, the ship that I was born on. It is a strong ship, surviving much cannon fire and many weathering years. My uncle is the captain of this ship, and my mother is his first mate, it wasn't always this way and it won't always be that way either but that is another story in which I will tell later. My uncle is a tall man with a muscular build. He is stern and cruel to everyone except my mother and this family most would call a crew. He has shoulder length black hair tied tightly into a low pony tail and strict, calculating gray-blue eyes that demand respect and order on his ship, which he gets sometimes with out saying a word.

My mother on the other hand was born of Nobility, captured by my great uncle while making her way to China to marry a prince there. She is also tall but a few heads shorter than my uncle, with a delicate paper like build that makes others underestimate her. Her hair is a sea of dark brown curls, hanging down her back most of the time, but it always seems that whenever there is a fight aboard the ship or with the Navy that it is tightly braided giving her a stern look. Her eyes are a deep black color like the sea at night; my mother loved the sea, just as much as she loved me and my father. Her eyes told stories that were unreadable by any normal person; you had to be one of us to know what her eyes said. Her pale face was usually set in a cheerful look until battle when it became hard and unforgiving.

My mother refused to be put back on shore when they released her grandfather and guards, her brother stayed with her also to ensure her safety. She feared the marriage set for her on shore and the sea gave her comfort. From the stories told to me as I grow I know that the crew gave her Hell because she was the only woman on board at the time. She proved herself worthy of her position, she did everything they told her to, she cleaned this ship, she repaired cannon holes, everything was done until they asked for something she was unwilling to give. That man was the first my mother had ever killed. Molly once told me as a child that my mother never regretted the kill, it made her a better woman, she had said me, and I believed her. My mother was strong and I admired that, she and my father have brought a legacy to this ship as the only co-ed Pirate ship in the seven seas, not to mention a much feared ship at that.


"Molly, how is she doing? Will she be alright?" the Captain of the ship called out to the woman appearing from below.

"I'm afraid that the misses is dieing sir, but the child is perfectly fine, it is asleep in its cradle as we speak, poor thing cried itself to sleep when after it was cleaned up. I am sorry there is nothing more I can do for her"

"May I see her, and the child?" the captain spoke softly to the young red haired woman who had been brought aboard as a widow who had lost her children and husband to war. She was then trained as a healer in one of the main land hospitals.

"Of course Captain, she was asking for you after she saw the child. Wishes to speak to you about a name" Molly said softly leading the Captain to the dieing woman below deck and the sleeping child. "In here Captain"

"Do as you please Molly I would like a moment with her." He said walking over to his wife.

"Sirius, brother, I will not last much longer but I wish to name my daughter, Hermione" The woman said weakly taking her adopted brother's hand in her own small one. He looked down gently at her; even as death claimed her she looked strong and able.

"Very well Jane, that will be her name," Sirius spoke softly his prideful, tough look fading to sadness and love for this simple woman.

"Thank you Sirius" Jane said laying her head back and taking her final breath. Sirius looked over at the sleeping child in the small cradle next to the bed. The baby girl was awake looking up at him with wide eyes. That's when he noticed that her eyes were black pools like her mothers. On top her head the traces of black hair were beginning to appear. Gently he lifted the giggling baby into his large hands and smiled.

"Hello Hermione lets take you to meet the crew, your family" Sirius said softly as he left the room for Molly to renter and take care of his now dead sister.


Well that's the first Chapter! Let me know what you thought!

~Redshadow17