Harry was bored. Again!
Granted it didn't take much now days but still it had been two weeks since the first task and he had yet again caught up on his homework. Hermione had yet again been ecstatic will Ron had asked him if he was alright and whether he needed to visit the hospital wing.
Walking into his dorms he saw Dean on his bed almost jumping up and down in excitement with another package in his arms.
"Did your mum send you something else?" Harry was grinning by the time he reached Dean.
"She's outdone herself this time." Dean burst as he showed Harry what was inside.
Two pirate costumes were pulled out, one with a red shirt and one blue shirt. To top it off there where Rum bottles that had been modified to easily be attached and detached from the belts. To finish off the look Harry had the Captain's hat, a sword and a hook while Dean had a bandana, a sword and an old fashioned looking pistol.
Grinning like the maniac they endeavoured to be on 'special' occasion, when they thought they could get away with it, they raced to get changed.
In the Great Hall the three schools where enjoying lunch having enjoyed the morning sleeping in or sunbathing. Not many noticed two missing Gryffindor's. All noticed when they arrived though. The clashing of metal could be heard from outside the hall before silence.
Just as the teachers where rising to investigate there was a red blur that ran into the hall and down the side of Gryffindor table swiftly followed by a blue blur.
"Ye Scallywag of a First Mate, t'was mutiny what ye did." Harry yelled.
"T'wasn't bordering on mutiny ye Hornswaggler, t'was taking my cut." Dean yelled back as he jumped onto a gap in the bench turning around mid-jump.
"Hornswaggler? Ne'er would I Hornswaggle ye, t'was just taking me cut of the booze" Harry yelled lunging forward with his sword only to be parried by his dorm-mate.
Cue Sword Fight
"Harry Potter! Dean Thomas! Is that Rum you have on your belts?" Professor McGonagall asked as she neared the pair of them.
"No!" Dean squeaked, manly and pirately of course.
"Run for ye Life me mate, run for ye life and ye booze." Harry ordered as he turned tail and escaped out the doors with Dean and McGonagall not far behind.
The Great Hall was left in silence. No one knew that McGonagall could run that fast.
It took two corridors and a set of stairs for Professor McGonagall to catch up with them.
"Unless you two want to be in detention for the rest of your lives you will hand that bottle over!"
"But Professor, we won't be here for the rest of our lives!" Dean protested.
"Don't be too sure about that Mr Thomas. Shall I add that if the Rum is not handed over immediately you'll lose 50 points, each!" Professor McGonagall rhetorically asked.
Within moments of the last words being said both boys gave up their alcohol, not wanting to test out either theory.
Opening one of the bottles McGonagall to a sniff and a swig and sighed. "Ah, 1749 Appleton White Jamaican Rum."
Great Hall Dinner Time
As the students re-entered the Great Hall slightly surprised to see the two pirates sitting down and looking like they were almost moping.
"The Rum! Why's the Rum gone?" Harry moaned. Dean looked to be drowning his sorrows … with pumpkin juice.
Right, they were moping.
At the teachers table McGonagall looked pleased with herself.
Not long after this three ninja arrived at the Great Hall.
"There is no place for pirates at this school." The lead one declared as they rushed towards the two pirates who had jumped out and drawn their weapons.
"T'is a pirate lair, come me matey and help defend it from these ninja scum!" Harry yelled once again ready for the fight.
Two minutes later there where three smug ninja and two embarrassed hog-ties pirated each with a foot on the small of their back.
To make it even worse the two who had hog-tied them were Daphne and Tracey while Blaise and distracted them.
The woes of being a pirate on this day would forever go down in Hogwarts history. The Rum and Pride where never recovered.
Meanwhile McGonagall was drinking from a hipflask while enjoying her dinner.