Hey, this is clearly a fanfiction. Which means I'm a fan of something, and this is fiction. I am currently accepting flames, but please no curse words. This is completely AU (Alternate Universe).
Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry
Potter series, characters, or any possible songs, unless I have
claimed it mine in the beginning. The lyrics might be tweaked.
Dear Father,
I want you to know I am running away from marriage. I absolutely refuse to tell you why, but I know that this is best for me. You know of my little curse, and I do not think it very good to discuss now. Please do not look for me. Please do not ask Phyllis, because she has enough trouble as it is. I haven't even told her where I'm going.
-Ginny
For the sixth time that day, after rereading her note, the red haired girl crumpled up her parchment.
"No good," she muttered. "It's too short."
Ginny Weasley, the red haired girl, was the youngest and only female in a band of brothers, all of which were pirates, except for the youngest brother, Ron, who was still training. Molly and Arthur Weasley were both pirates for the Magical Phoenix (meaning that they went to go dig up buried clues), the government and group of people against Voldemort, who Phyllis, the scullery maid, thought had been a type of fungus. All the Weasleys had bright red hair.
"Well, I must have heard it wrong. It sounded a whole lot like moldy-scorn to me," Phyllis stated, confusedly.
Aside from the nine red haired Weasleys, there were five other beings on board. They were, from oldest to youngest, Phyllis (who you already know), Samantha (the pet owl), Kayla, Putt-Putt (the living car), and Oliver. All the people had black hair and brown eyes. Kayla her had hair down to her knees and was on the chubby side. Phyllis had shoulder length hair and was exactly in the middle of the line between chubby and thin. Oliver had short hair (due to being a boy) and was thin (due to being only 9 years old). He was also Phyllis's brother. Kayla had 2.25 prescription glasses (which were worn occasionally), and Phyllis wore 3.50 prescription glasses nearly all the time (and if I'm not mistaken, they are about the same prescription Harry has to wear in the first book. I figure he wears a 7 prescription now, or something close). Samantha's feathers were smooth, sleek, and a nice shade of dark brown with startlingly yellow eyes. Putt-Putt was completely violet (purple).
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"Hey, Ginny! It's almost midnight!" exclaimed Ron.
"I'm coming!" exclaimed Ginny.
Yes, this was her curse. An evil sea-witch, who people later said worked for He-Who-Was-Once-Called-Tom (which was what Phyllis and Kayla called Mr. Lord Voldemort), had cast a curse on her when she was born.
"This maiden will forever be a mermaid, at least from midnight to noon," proclaimed the sea-witch. "And may the curse only be broken if she can get the ever-famed Boy-Who-Lived to kiss her before she turns sixteen!"
So, she was stuck sleeping in the sea and eating breakfast in the sea or at least until Harry Potter kissed her. But what were the chances of that? Well, a lot. Apparently, before the curse had been proclaimed, he father had set up an arranged marriage with James Potter. She was to marry their eldest boy. Basically, the world went topsy-turvy, queer.
SPLASH!
Ginny leapt into the water, only a second before transformation. She swam beneath the ocean's dark blue waves into the night with the boat.
For they were headed to the mainland to the Hogwarts Ball.
Well, what do you think? Do you love it; hate it, should I continue? The humor comes into the next chapter where Hagrid can't sing! Please review, or at least consider it!
