Hello children, gather round, gather round. Lol. So yeah, basically, I wanted to wright a Harry Potter and a Pirates of the Caribbean Crossover, even though I know that it's been done before. And I know how it's really annoying when people promote there other stories when doing this sort of thing, but I would really appreciate it if you guys would have a look at my other story Going down in flames. Anywho, quick warning, Hermione is a bit OOC in this fic but, it is all for a good reason. Also this is intended to be a one-shot but I might continue it if I get over 15 reviews.
So yeah both Harry potter and Pirates of the Caribbean belong to me, Raven Mage, as well as the original idea for Rocky Road ice cream.
Jack: I believe that you may be insinuating that that which is your property is your property, which if you are insinuating would not even be a proper truth to begin with, savvy?
Me: er..what?
Barbosa: He mean to say that they not be yours.
Me: How are you people even talking to me, you're fictional characters?
Shakespeare: Both Harry Potter and Pirates of The Caribbean doth not remain possessions of The Mage of Ravens!
Me: Shakespeare?! What the hell is Shakespeare doing here? Your not even in any of these story's!
Shakespeare: Onto the tale, posthaste!
Me: I give up...
Hermione walked into the bar called The Captains Daughter, apparently Jack Sparrow (whoever the hell he was) was recruiting a crew from here, and she-for whatever reason- felt like taking the job.
She knew that the first answer would be a no, as she was most definitely a woman, but with a bit of gentle persuasion and quite a lot of mind reading, she had a feeling that he would eventually be accepted.
She strode into the room where she new the interviews were being held, ignoring the jeers and catcalls from the men in the bar and closed the door behind her.
"I wish to apply to be a member of your crew." She told the sitting figure, before reading his- no her mind and smirking deviously and she learned all that she needed to know.
"Well as much as a woman on board me ship would be ultimately satisfying, I'm declined to say no love." The impersonator retorted back, smirking a little. "'Tis not a woman's place to sail on the seas."
"Well I could say the same for you now, couldn't I Angelica?" Upon hearing her real name the figure went from sitting in a relaxed position to holding her sword to Hermione's neck.
"How do you know my name?" Angelica asked her, eyes ablaze with fury.
"It's such a shame you don't remember me. After all is that any way to treat your best friend?" Hermione said with a smirk as she placed the images into the woman's mind.
There was a rather long pregnant pause as Angelica's mind adjusted to the new memories, before throwing her arms around the other woman's neck and crying out,
"Hermione!" With an almost childlike joy.
"I missed you too." She said, speaking into the neck of her new best friend.