A/N - Welcome to the land of half-realized plots where, for whatever reason, I had a plot bunny that just didn't quite make it off the ground. I'd have a good start, a fairly clear idea of where I wanted to go with the story, but never quite got around to finishing it. Anywho, I'm posting what I do have of the story here along with a few notes on what I had planned. If anyone wants to adopt the story or write something similar; I'd be very interested in seeing where these bunnies might lead people. These stories will sometimes be x-overs and sometimes not; they might involve books, tv-shows, movies, games, or any other fandom I might think of. So even if one story isn't interesting to you, perhaps another might be. The chapters will be listed by what fandoms are found within.

Disclaimer – I don't own Harry Potter or Pirates of the Caribbean.

Post "At World's End" and AU after "Order of the Phoenix".

Summary –When the Fountain of Youth proves too difficult to reach without a crew, Jack returns to Tortuga only to hear the most disturbing news. A man named Rave has arrived in the Caribbean and he's looking for somebody named Sirius Black…

Forever: A Story of Sparrows and Ravens

JJack had, after expending a great deal of time and energy, concluded that reaching the Fountain of Youth alone was impossible. It was not merely improbable; his track record was currently to a point where anything that was improbable, and not impossible, was likely to happen to him anyway. Since he could divine no way of reaching the Fountain alone, he had been left with no other choice but to return to Tortuga and find himself a small group of nominally trustworthy fellows (Mr. Gibbs, for example) in order to reach the Fountain of Youth.

Hopefully the promise of eternal youth would be enough for the fellows, because Jack was a bit short of shiny treasure these days. He missed having shiny treasures… but at least the rum wasn't gone yet.

Jack hated the word 'yet'. It implied that eventually the rum would be gone. He was always very sad when the rum was gone.

Where was he again? Oh, right… trustworthy fellows who would work for immortality.

So here he was, wandering around Tortuga, looking for familiar – or at least encouragingly friendly – faces that he could con into… er, talk into joining him on his crazy little venture.

"Jack! Jack Sparrow, as I live and breathe!"

Jack whirled around and grinned. "Mr. Gibbs! Just the pirate I was looking for. I have a proposition to make ye."

"A proposition ye say?" Gibbs tried to sound uninterested, but his expression betrayed him. That was one of the many reasons Jack liked and trusted Gibbs so much. Well… that and Barbosa knew better than to try and get Gibbs to betray him because they all knew mutiny was not something Gibbs would stand for. "Going after the Black Pearl again, are ye Jack?"

"Not yet, Gibbs. Not yet." Jack glanced about warily. "Barbosa isn't in port here, is he?"

"No. Ye just missed him. He took the Black Pearl back out to sea two days ago. He left behind Cotton, Murtogg, and Mullroy, though. Apparently the second mutiny didn't sit right with them."

Nodding thoughtfully, Jack considered the three names. Cotton was the mute pirate with the trained parrot. He was an alright sort, though he might not want to live forever as a mute. The Fountain might be able to fix that, so Jack didn't completely discount him. Murtogg and Mullroy… those names were familiar in a vague sort of way…

Oh! The two members of the British Royal Navy that he'd wound up telling stories to on the Dauntless the day he'd first met Elizabeth. They were nice blokes and Jack remembered that they'd done the smart thing and defected to the Black Pearl during the battle at Shipwreck Cove. Surely they'd prove useful…

"Perhaps my proposition is an overture that would sound truly pleasant to their ears as well as yours," Jack postulated.

"So we should gather them up, then?"

"Aye." Jack's eyes spotted a poster on the wall. Most of the words were faded, but he could swear is said 'Sirius Black' near the bottom. "What's that there?"

"What's what where?" Gibbs whirled around to look as Jack pointed out the poster. "Oh, that there. It's a poster requesting information pertaining to the whereabouts of one Sirius Black. There's a rather large reward out for anyone who can bring useful, real information to a man known as Rave who's taken up residence just outside of town. I admit, I tried telling the man a few convincing lies, but he laughed and said I was one of the better liars he's met. Not good enough, o'course. He did give me enough money for a few bottles of rum; said it was payment for the entertainment."

"Really?" Jack wandered up to take a better look at the poster. There was a drawing on it – a fairly good one, in fact – of a man who looked about Jack's age, but better kept. Jack didn't want Gibbs taking a good look at the picture, though.

"Why are you so interested in this Sirius Black character?"

"Interested?" Jack echoed as he snatched to poster off the wall. "I'm not interested in Sirius Black." Jack folded up the poster and slid it into his shirt. "Whatever would give you such an erroneous," he leaned into Gibbs personal space just to watch the other pirate squirm as he spoke, "idea as that?"

"Nothing." Gibbs pulled away. "Nothing at all."

"So, about my proposition…" Jack steered the conversation back on course, but in the back of his mind he was already planning his encounter with this 'Rave' person. Jack couldn't imagine who it might be, but this didn't bode well for him.

Sirius Black, after all, shouldn't be a name anyone knew yet. He wouldn't be born for decades and decades, after all. And if someone was here and now looking for him... if they ran into Jack before he was ready then they might start to notice similarities of a not-so-coincidental nature.

Rave gave Beam an annoyed look. "You burnt dinner?"

"Well, really, I simply over cooked it. Burnt is a such a subjective term. The Whiskertails think it looks fine; they'll eat your share if you don't want it," Beam responded in an amused, whispery voice.

He did not know what Whiskertails were and he was fairly certain that the explanation would make no sense to him, so Rave just shook his head negatively and took a bite from his bowl of 'over cooked' stroganaff. Mentally he vowed to work harder at keeping Beam from nabbing the cooking chores since he was a better cook than her.

Despite her lack of cooking skills, Rave was grateful to have his friend along with him on this trip. Well, it wasn't really a trip in that walking through the Veil was a one way trip. They'd been researching the history of the Veil for years, devouring all the information they could find. Though it had begun as Rave's search for closure about his godfather's death, it had become something more since then. Largely because Sirius was not dead after all.

Beam was the only one who'd supported Rave's research and treated his wilder theories as valid, not as a sign he was losing his grip on reality. And when he'd had enough research, well... she just showed up at the Ministry of Magic on the night he planned to sneak in to go through the Veil. They walked through to the world behind the Veil together.

The voices, believed by so many for so long to be the voices of the dead, were actually the voices of pirates in a town of outlaws, located on an island in the middle of nowhere. A few transfigured clothes later, the two were able to blend in with the crowd, nicking the things they needed to eat and plastering up posters with Sirius' face on them everywhere. They were only going to wait a few weeks before moving on to the next location... assuming the scrying spells and potions they intended to use brought them useful information after all. If the scrying magic failed, then they'd grab a map, pick a port at random, and hook up with the first crew they could find headed in that direction.

For now, though, Rave was just enjoying being completely overlooked in a crowd. No one ever did a double take at the scar on his face or stopped him to 'thank' him for killing Voldemort or randomly propose marriage... For the first time ever, Rave was completely unremarkable.

Beam giggled and put down her emptied bowl. "You're thinking deep thoughts again, Rave. Come on, dance with me. Your dogfather will be here soon, I promise."

Rave smiled and shook his bowl at her for a moment before going back to eating. Once he couldn't take the burnt taste anymore, however, he stood and joined Beam, twirling her around as the sun set. "You're sure he's here?"

"Soon," Beam repeated. "The dog star is bright tonight because he's in Tortuga. He'll see the posters and here he'll come."

A/N:

* This would be the prologue leading into Rave, Beam, and Jack teaming up to find the Fountain of Youth

* Would only take the first three Pirate movies into account

* Harry is Rave due to his animagus form being a Raven

* Beam is Luna Lovegood, nicknamed for her smile

* I'm not a fan of Harry/Luna romance, but I could definitely see them having something like a QPR here

* At least some of the creatures Luna references must show up during the story, but assume they're all real (though she might have their names wrong)

* Harry defeated Voldemort at least five years ago

* Harry and Luna studied the veil before going through it and finding themselves in an alternate past

* Sirius thinks the time/place he's in is the same reality he came from; his intention was to find immortality in order to take the long way back to Harry or maybe even saving Lily and James if he can

* Other HP-verse characters could show up, but not Ron and Hermione, or at least not both

* No Jack/Elizabeth (Sirius/Elisabeth) because I can't stand that pairing

That's all my notes for where the story was heading/would be heading today if I picked it back up.