HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW
Harry James Potter was the infamous Pirate Prince, and the heir to the throne of the Pirate Throne—he would become the King of Pirates. He was known for being the son of late James Potter, the late King and for his brilliant green eyes. They say his eyes could make even the most coldhearted person feel love again.
But life at sea wasn't all treasure and Butterbeer. His rival and sworn enemy, Draco Malfoy, was constantly attacking his ship. Harry had finally cast a Distancing Charm on Malfoy's ship, which would keep him at least a mile away, but it didn't stop Malfoy from sending threatening messages via Owl Mail.
Looking forward to your birthday, are you Potty? Considering that's the day you become King of Pirates? Well, you can't become King if you're dead.
-Draco Malfoy, Captain of "The Fireball Ship"
One day, Harry's best mate Ron Weasley came scurrying into his office.
"Harry! Harry, Malfoy has sent a message again. It's awful!"
"Ron, I've already told you: Malfoy can't attack us or harm anyone on this ship."
"But it's a wedding invitation! He's to marry Princess Ginny of Gryffindor!"
Harry grabbed the invitation in Ron's hands. His eyes widened and a smirk appeared on his lips.
"Princess Ginny, huh? Ron, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Um, hate to remind you Potter, but that's my sister. We are not harming her in any way." Ron Weasley was once a part of the royal family, but he had run away two years ago.
"Ron, my friend, we are not harming her. We're merely…kidnapping her to scare the demons out of that little worm Malfoy."
Ron narrowed his eyes. "Fine. But I'm not happy about it."
It was evening by the time the ship arrived to the Gryffindor Kingdom. Harry instructed his crew to stay on board. He would contact them if anything went wrong.
He tiptoed onto the Great Lawn of the Gryffindor Castle. He saw a redhead with a small gold crown strolling among the flowers. Harry held back a gasp.
Princess Ginny Weasley of Gryffindor was the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen. She had fiery red hair that fell in soft waves down her back. She had little freckles sprinkled on her porcelain skin. Her chocolate brown eyes were full of mirth and life.
Harry shook his head and took out his wand. He tripped over a branch and fell onto a pile of leaves.
GINNY'S POINT OF VIEW
Being a princess wasn't all jewels and fancy dresses. Which, ironically, were the two things Ginny hated the most, aside from being forced to curtsy for stupid men with 'King' or 'Prince' or 'Duke' in their title. And as a princess, she was expected to be obedient, quiet and gentle. Ha! She was a tomboy, through and through. She adored playing Quidditch and sports. She had a short temper and was rough and energetic. Alright, she didn't mind wearing skirts, but she had to have shorts underneath.
Ginny was strolling in her garden after supper when she heard a whomp. She whipped around, alarmed, and saw a handsome young man, around her age, with round glasses, brilliant green eyes, and raven dark hair.
She recognized this guy immediately. It was Harry Potter! The evil pirate king was in her garden!
Ginny snatched her wand from her pocket and pointed at him.
"Stay back, you scoundrel," she hissed.
Harry stood up and smirked. Did this prissy little spoiled brat think she could defeat the prince of pirates? "Better put down that wand, princess," he said calmly.
"Why should I?" Ginny snapped.
Harry's wand was suddenly ripped out of his hand and landed in Ginny's hand.
"Impressive move, Princess." He snapped his fingers and Ginny was pulled towards him. He put an arm around her waist and grabbed his wand back. He flicked it and Ginny suddenly felt woozy and unfocused…
The last thing she heard was, "Sorry Princess, but it's gotta be done."
When Ginny woke up, she was in a wooden room. Literally, it was a huge room with wooden walls and a wooden floor. Why was she on a king-sized bed? She got up. Ow, her head hurt. She noticed a small hole in the wall. And-
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" there was a green eye watched her through that hole! Wait, that was-
"Harry Potter."
HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW
He was watching her through a tiny hole in the wall. She was in The Storage Room, where they had originally kept their provisions. But he had a king-sized bed put in there so she'd be a little more comfortable. And, obviously, he had the food removed and placed in what used to be Romilda Vane's headquarters.
Ginny was trying, in vain, to cast a spell-any spell to help her escape. But Harry had cast a spell that didn't allow anyone to use magic in that room, with the exception of the wizard who had cast the spell.
Harry unlocked the door and walked in. Ginny stood up and quickly pointed her wand at him.
"Hello, Princess."
Ginny was glaring at him, shaking, pointing her wand at him. Unexpectedly, she started yelling at him.
"Look Potter, I knew you were a real rotten person, but to kidnap the princess of Gryffindor on my OWN PROPERTY? That's just LOW. And if you expect my parents to pay you losers a million pieces of gold in exchange for me, you're in for a rude awakening. The royal family will send out search parties for me to the four corners of the Land of Hogwarts, and when they find you they will hang each and every one of you pathetic little lowlifes." She had her hand on her hip and there was practically smoke coming out of her ears.
Her face was as red as her hair and her brown eyes were blazing with anger and hatred. Harry was actually frightened by the ferocity of her speech. For a seeming delicate princess, she was more like a spitfire.
"Look Ginny-"
"Don't call me by my name!"
"Alright Princess, I know it seems bad-"
"You mean kidnapping me and knocking me unconscious and then bringing me to your ship seems bad? More like downright evil!"
"But," Harry said calmly, "I have my reasons, and trust me, they are pure."
Ginny snorted. "Pure? Must I remind you that you kidnapped me and imprisoned me in this small room? Does separating me from my friends and family seem very pure to you?"
"Ginny! You're alright!"
And Ron Weasley ran into the room, a huge smile lighting up his freckled face.
GINNY'S POINT OF VIEW
A redheaded boy came rushing into the room and hugged Ginny. She immediately recognized him.
"Ron! You're alive! Wait, why are you here? Did Potter kidnap you too?!" she turned to Harry quickly, her wand blazing. "Reversius!" she cried, and the charm was broken. Now anyone could perform magic in the room.
"No, no!" Ron exclaimed, "He didn't kidnap me. Harry's my best friend!"
"Wait, what?" Ginny cried out. "How did-"
"I'll explain," Harry said. Ron grinned but his smile faded as Ginny glared at him.
"See," Ron jumped in, shaking his head at Harry, "two years ago I had seen Potter's ship at the coast. I was so sick of being hit on by every desperate girl I saw and everything about being a prince, so I sneaked onto this ship. Harry was pretty shocked to see me, but once I explained I became the third-in-command of the ship, next to Harry."
Ginny gasped. "Well," she cried out to Ron, "that settles it! You can get Hairy to take us back! Mum and Dad will be thrilled to see you!"
"Hey," Harry said indignantly, "My name is Harry!"
"I don't care," Ginny laughed, pleased at her idea, "Ron will take us back!"
"Well, see Gin, um, we actually have a really important reason for you to be here," Ron explained softly. "See, there's this pirate, Malfoy, who-"
Ginny's joyful expression faded. "YOU WANTED TO KIDNAP ME?" she cried. "for no bloody reason? To make Malfoy jealous? That's it. No. I'm not staying."
She shoved Harry aside, ignoring his put out expression. She stomped past the rest of the crew and to the steering wheel. She typed, "Gryffindor Kingdom" into the GPS system-she was surprised that pirates had one- and a light female voice instructed, "Turn east and stay on this course." On the blank screen, a very clear straight line had appeared.
"I'm finally going home," she thought.
HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW
Harry was embarrassed. Some ruthless pirate he was! How stupid of him. He should have cast a stronger spell on the room. And, you know, not left the door open.
He dashed to the steering wheel where Ginny was and cried out, "Lily! Cancel the route! We're not going to Gryffindor Kingdom!"
"Oh yes we are!" Ginny shouted. She turned around, her eyes blazing.
Harry threw himself at Ginny and toppled onto her. He pinned her on the floor and straddled her.
"Get off me, you sick pervert!" she shrieked, struggling under his grasp.
"You have to listen," Harry pleaded. "Draco Malfoy intends to marry you and rule over Gryffindor. He was planning his attack for tonight! I had to help."
Ginny rolled her eyes with a snort. "Please. As if I would marry some dirty pirate."
Harry ignored the comment and pulled a piece of parchment out of his pocket. He thrust it at her and stood up.
Hello Potty. I assume you've received my wedding invitation? Well, tonight I shall retrieve my bride, Ginny of Gryffindor, at her castle. We shall live happily, ruling over Gryffindor and the Seven Seas and Three Enchanted Oceans.
-Draco Malfoy, captain of "The Fireball Ship"
"How do I know you didn't forge this?" Ginny demanded, but Harry saw a hint of panic in her eyes.
"See," Harry said "If Malfoy succeeded in kidnapping you, he would be ruler of Gryffindor and use all of its resources for evil."
Grudgingly, Ginny said, "So when are you taking me back?"
"As soon as it's safe." The blushing pirate stood up and marched off. "Ron will show you to the dining hall around five thirty."