So I decided to write a Pirates of The Caribbean fanfic, and I love Jack/OC and Norry/OC so I have decided to write one for each. I'm starting with Norry/OC and then I will write a Jack/OC later.

Hope that didn't confuse anyone…

Just a warning, I'm British so if you see words you don't recognise, like trousers for example, they are British words, trousers is the same as 'pants'…but pants in Britain is underwear….now I'm starting to confuse myself…

Anyway, I think I've rambled enough! Hope you enjoy this story and constructive criticism is welcome! No flames!

Disclaimer: Anything you recognise belongs to Walt Disney not me. My OC however is mine. Thank you!

I snapped my book shut and placed it beside me on the bench. I wasn't totally frustrated, just annoyed at the fact that Evangeline had once again interrupted my reading to summon me on behalf of my father.

'I'm sorry Miss, but your father insists.' she pressed, trying not to seem too instructive.

I huffed quietly.

'Its fine Evangeline, I understand, I just do so wish he wouldn't insist on being so terribly demanding all the time.'

She simply nodded; knowing it was not her place to agree nor disagree with my comment, and left for the house.

I rose from the bench and lifted the book into my arms once again, turning to leave I noticed Henry, the groundskeeper, on his knees and planting some new shrubs.

'Henry!' I called, lifting my dress off of the lawn and making my way over to the old man. 'I am curious as to what is being planted this year.' I continued.

'Good afternoon Miss Hansford.' Henry stood up from the flowerbed and brushed his hands of soil, smiling his usual gentle smile. 'This year your father had requested Hydrangeas as always, and a new breed of Rose sent from England I believe, tricky ones to care for though.' he frowned in thought. Hydrangeas were my mother's favourite flower and ever since she passed, father had instructed Henry to have them in the gardens every year.

'Not to worry, I'm sure you'll do a fine job.' I reassured him. 'Now if you'll excuse me, I have been summoned.' I accented the last word in disgust as I turned and made my way to the house.

As I strode through the kitchen I could see Katherine, the cook, kneading some dough. She was a plump, rosy-cheeked lady with a jolly personality and smile that made her eyes squint. I remember when I was younger, I asked her why her eyes disappeared whenever she smiled or laughed. Luckily, she just chuckled and patted my head with her floury hand, leaving me confused as to why she never asnwered. Thinking about it now made me smile at how idiotic I was.

'Good afternoon Katherine.' I nodded at her as I passed through the kitchen, I didn't give her time to reply as I feared my father would already be growing impatient.

As I neared the living room I could hear my father's rumbling voice.

'Where is she? This is an important matter and she would rather read?'

'I'll have you know Father, I did used to attend every summon as soon as it was arranged in fear of them being important.' I entered the room and sat across from him in a tall armchair. 'But past experience has taught me to never assume, so I no longer do.' I nodded and leant forward to place my book on the table.

'You know better than to talk back to me Elmira, this is an important 'summon' as you put it.' he frowned at me before pushing a cup of tea on a saucer across the table in my direction. I leant forward again to receive it at started to add milk and sugar as my father continued.

'There is a ceremony tomorrow for Lieutenant Norrington and I insist that you and your sister attend it. I know we aren't the wealthiest family in Port Royale but neither are we the poorest, I intend to have words with Governor Swann about business and hopefully it will gain me a further audience with him to discuss the matter in more depth.' he said plainly.

'May I enquire as to what you will gain from it?' I tried to hide the bored sigh that escaped my lips as I spoke. I'd heard all about Lieutenant James Norrington and from what I'd heard, he was a dull character who cared for nothing but his work, although I also heard, from listening in on the maids, that he was a 'handsome gentleman, that any woman would dream of marrying'. I hadn't met him myself so to make a judgement on him would have been both rude and improper.

My father's voice cut through my thoughts.

'I also intend for you to marry soon Elmira. You are at the suitable age in both body and mind to be wife, and I will see to it that you gain a potential husband at this ceremony.'

He said it so matter-of-factly that it couldn't be mistaken for a joke, unfortunately. I almost spat out my mouthful of tea in shock. Me? Marrying? I honestly didn't know whether it was excitement or dread that had settled itself in my stomach…nope, it was definitely dread.

'Father! You cannot force me to marry! I will marry when and to whom I choose. I will not attend this ceremony as a…as a multi-interview process for husbands!' I snapped. I put my cup back on the table and picked up my book once again.

'And I will most certainly not allow 'potential suitors',' I used the same tactic he had used just moments before. 'to be put in that conceivable humiliating position.' I said coldly and left the room.

I stalked back through the kitchen, ignoring Katherine's greeting and out into the gardens once again. This time, I walked straight past the bench, straight past Henry and out towards the very back of the garden where I found an alcove made of hedge with a rock in the centre. I sat on the rock, huffed in annoyance, and opened my book to read.

Hope this was ok! Glad you read it! Please let me know if it is worth continuing. If not then I won't, your opinions matter after all. I will upload one more chapter to help move the story along a little, but after that i will leave the decision to you! :)

Again, thank you for reading the first chapter of A Magpie's Jewel and review!