This is a crossover with Pirates of the Caribbean. The pairing is
Hermione/Jack Sparrow.
All I own is the plot.
There are spoilers for PotC (obviously), and there will probably be spoilers for OotP.
Hermione is in her seventh year.
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Hermione walked down a hallway to her Transfiguration classroom, after exiting the Great Hall.
'Am I really that ugly?' Hermione thought.
She thought back on what had just happened at breakfast in The Great Hall. As usual, Malfoy had insulted her, Harry, and Ron. Normally she just ignored him. It was usually mudblood this, and mudblood that, and other petty insults that never really got to her. But, today, he hit below the belt. This, even for a Malfoy, is pretty bad. He had commented on her looks. He said nobody would ever want her. He made comments about her hair and how it looked like something was nesting in it, and how she had no figure. He said he wondered if she was even a girl, because she "sure as hell doesn't act like one".
Hermione could've come up with a clever retort, or do some neat spell that would make Malfoy regret ever coming over to her table. But, she didn't. She simply grabbed her bag and headed off to class.
She supposed the only reason Harry and Ron weren't following was because they were probably pummeling Malfoy. That made her feel a little better, but not much.
She thought she was at least okay-looking. Her hair was a little thick, and hard to style, but it wasn't her fault. It wasn't like she hadn't tried to make it manageable. As for her figure, she had one. She just didn't show it off like other girls by wearing tiny pieces of fabric that didn't conceal anything. She concentrated on schoolwork, not on looks. She sometimes wished she was more "girly", but it had never been that big of a deal.
While walking down the hallway and thinking about Malfoy's comments, she failed to notice the sign that read "WET FLOOR" and ended up slipping and falling on her arse. Just as this had happened, a group of Slytherins walked by. The whole group doubled over with laughter. She got up, glared, and continued on her way.
She finally made it to the Transfiguration classroom, with a large blow to her ego, and ten minutes to deal with it before class started.
This has got to be the worst day imaginable, she thought.
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That day, in Transfiguration, they were learning how to transfigure portals out of air. Hermione found portals completely fascinating. They could take you to other places around the world, like portkeys, which wasn't all that great. The thing that made them really fascinating was that they could also take you to different places in time, to the past and the future, or even to alternate dimensions.
They all were going to try to transfigure small portals to different eras in the past. They were supposed to make the portals, have McGonagall check them, and then transfigure the portals back to thin air. It was a pretty complex spell, but she knew she could do it. You just had to be wary of them, because you could easily be pulled in.
She had just finished her portal when the class started to come in. She was quite proud of it, and called McGonagall to come over and check it. McGonagall checked her portal, and when into her office at the front of her classroom, out of hearing range.
Hermione was about to transfigure her portal back when she heard Malfoy's voice from behind her.
"Well, if it isn't the teachers' pet- it figures that the mudblood would have hers done before the rest of us even got started" He sneered
She turned around and was about to yell at him, when she felt suction at her back. She realized leaving the portal directly behind her, unattended, was not the best idea. She was being sucked into the portal. She heard Harry's and Ron's shouts of "Hermione!" before going unconscious.
All I own is the plot.
There are spoilers for PotC (obviously), and there will probably be spoilers for OotP.
Hermione is in her seventh year.
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Hermione walked down a hallway to her Transfiguration classroom, after exiting the Great Hall.
'Am I really that ugly?' Hermione thought.
She thought back on what had just happened at breakfast in The Great Hall. As usual, Malfoy had insulted her, Harry, and Ron. Normally she just ignored him. It was usually mudblood this, and mudblood that, and other petty insults that never really got to her. But, today, he hit below the belt. This, even for a Malfoy, is pretty bad. He had commented on her looks. He said nobody would ever want her. He made comments about her hair and how it looked like something was nesting in it, and how she had no figure. He said he wondered if she was even a girl, because she "sure as hell doesn't act like one".
Hermione could've come up with a clever retort, or do some neat spell that would make Malfoy regret ever coming over to her table. But, she didn't. She simply grabbed her bag and headed off to class.
She supposed the only reason Harry and Ron weren't following was because they were probably pummeling Malfoy. That made her feel a little better, but not much.
She thought she was at least okay-looking. Her hair was a little thick, and hard to style, but it wasn't her fault. It wasn't like she hadn't tried to make it manageable. As for her figure, she had one. She just didn't show it off like other girls by wearing tiny pieces of fabric that didn't conceal anything. She concentrated on schoolwork, not on looks. She sometimes wished she was more "girly", but it had never been that big of a deal.
While walking down the hallway and thinking about Malfoy's comments, she failed to notice the sign that read "WET FLOOR" and ended up slipping and falling on her arse. Just as this had happened, a group of Slytherins walked by. The whole group doubled over with laughter. She got up, glared, and continued on her way.
She finally made it to the Transfiguration classroom, with a large blow to her ego, and ten minutes to deal with it before class started.
This has got to be the worst day imaginable, she thought.
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That day, in Transfiguration, they were learning how to transfigure portals out of air. Hermione found portals completely fascinating. They could take you to other places around the world, like portkeys, which wasn't all that great. The thing that made them really fascinating was that they could also take you to different places in time, to the past and the future, or even to alternate dimensions.
They all were going to try to transfigure small portals to different eras in the past. They were supposed to make the portals, have McGonagall check them, and then transfigure the portals back to thin air. It was a pretty complex spell, but she knew she could do it. You just had to be wary of them, because you could easily be pulled in.
She had just finished her portal when the class started to come in. She was quite proud of it, and called McGonagall to come over and check it. McGonagall checked her portal, and when into her office at the front of her classroom, out of hearing range.
Hermione was about to transfigure her portal back when she heard Malfoy's voice from behind her.
"Well, if it isn't the teachers' pet- it figures that the mudblood would have hers done before the rest of us even got started" He sneered
She turned around and was about to yell at him, when she felt suction at her back. She realized leaving the portal directly behind her, unattended, was not the best idea. She was being sucked into the portal. She heard Harry's and Ron's shouts of "Hermione!" before going unconscious.