The last Mate
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or One Piece. I only own the idea for this fanfiction and the OCs.
Brook stared.
He and the strawhat pirates had left their ship to go to a pub and get a drink.
Nami had started a drinking contest and was drinking everyone under the table. Except Zorro who was drinking with her.
Usopp was telling the innkeeper about one of their adventures while Franky bought new Cola for the Thousand Sunny and himself.
Chopper was talking with Robin about a new book and Sanji was trying to get the girls attention.
And Luffy...Luffy was talking to a young man who was sitting at the bar. The man was wearing a pair of simple black pants, a green shirt and sandals. A white piece of leather was holding his long raven hair in a ponytail. His emerald eyes were sparkling with mirth and laughter.
But even these sparkling emotions couldn't hide the dark look in his eyes.
Eyes Brook knew very well.
''Harry'' The skeleton whispered. The man turned his head, his green eyes widened as they bored into the empty eye-sockets.
''...Brook?!''
''Are you sure? You don't have to stay.'' Brook asked the man who was standing on the shore.
''Yes, I am sure. Look, if we both go Laboon will follow the ship and we don't want him to get hurt.''
Brook glanced at Harry who was watching Laboon who was playing with a black snake with a golden mane. Sirius, Harry's pet.
''But Harry...you are a part of the crew. You can't just leave.''
''Brook, the crew doesn't need me. I can cook and yes, I am a decent fighter, but I am not needed. The one who needs me the most right now is Laboon.''
They watched the two animals play in the water. ''What if we never see each other again?''
Harry had to chuckle. ''Brook, you are my best friend. If fate doesn't act like a bitch again we will see each other again.''
Brook had to smile. Harry always insulted his fate and luck. He always found himself in the weirdest situations.
''If it makes you feel better, I will stay here for a couple of years. But I can't promise you anything. You of all people should know I hate being in one place for a long time.''
''You do. Which was the reason why you came with me.''
''The crew is waiting, Brook. Go before they leave without you.''
Brook turned around, a single tear ran down his cheek. ''See you in a few years.'' He pulled out his violin and played one last time for the friend he was leaving behind. Their favorite song.
Binks' Sake.
''You are leaving?'' Crocus looked at the man who had spent the last 9 years with him and Laboon.
''Yes. I think it is time. If they were coming back, they would have been here 2 years ago.'' Harry smiled sadly. ''I really hope they are alright.''
Crocus shrugged. ''No idea. Maybe.'' He turned towards Sirius, the Traveling Snake Harry brought with him and was now swimming around Laboon. The snake had grown over the last few years. When Harry arrived at the Red Line his pet was small enough to sleep on his owners shoulders. Now, it was big enough to carry said owner. An owner who had not aged a single day since they met.''Where will you go?''
Harry grinned. ''To be honest, no idea. I will probably enter the Grand Line. Maybe I can find something to do.'' Harry climbed up Sirius mane and sat down on his head. ''I will see if I can come back. Until then, take care of Laboon.''
He hissed something to the snake and Sirius slowly swam away from the red line. Crocus watched them until they disappeared.
Harry wasn't sure what to think about the captain of the strawhats. He was crazy, funny and could eat more meat than Sirius ate in 2 days. He was a weird pirate. Harry was laughing about something Luffy just told him when he heard someone calling his name. He turned around. The tall skeleton seemed familiar for some reason. His eyes widened when he realized who was standing there.
''...Brook?!''
''Is it really you?''
Harry smiled. It was a sad smile and Luffy watched him puzzled.
''It has been a long time, Brook. How the hell did you end up as a skeleton?''
This little story is a oneshot. I was reading One Piece and then BAM, the story was in my head and I had to write it.
