- - -

Anika stared at the pirate for a moment. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," she finally said, glaring. "Bad things will happen if you break that wand."

"So you admit you are a witch!" cried another crewmember.

"What could you do to us without your precious wand?" sneered the pirate who had stolen the wand from her. He grabbed it at each end, preparing to snap it in half.

Anika didn't reply; she simply continued with her glare. Then, not breaking eye contact, she raised a hand, and a jet of water flew up and hit him hard, sending the pirate stumbling backwards and causing the wand to go flying through the air. Anika calmly caught it by the handle and pointed it at him.

"She has to be hung! She's a witch!" screamed another pirate.

Anika paused; her angry expression melting in her momentary confusion, and blinked at him. "I thought witches were burned at the stake?" she questioned.

The pirate glared at her. "If we did that, we'd burn the ship down!" he exclaimed, then added nastily, "But we can try it, if you like."

Anika gave him a sour sort of smile. "No thank you." then, she dropped the smile. "But what gives you the right to burn me? Or hang me?"

"You've admitted you're a witch! You attacked me!" said the one who she'd knocked down with the water.

"That's because you touched my wand," replied Anika matter-of-factly. "You don't touch a witch's wand without permission."

The crewmember was about to retort, when Elizabeth cut in, wanting to stop them before this situation got any more out of hand. "Tia Dalma is a witch," she pointed out boldly. The crew all looked at her. "Well… of a sort." added Elizabeth uncertainly.

Will shot her a look, wondering why she would be trying to defend a witch. Elizabeth glanced at him and looked away, deciding to explain to him later.

The crew looked away from her and glanced at each other, knowing that she was right. Still, most of their sinister expressions didn't fade.

"I could help you," Anika suggested, thinking fast and hoping they wouldn't just kill her rather than hear her out. "If you help me. You don't want to kill someone who could help you, right?"

The crew paused in the act of drawing their various guns and knives, looking at her curiously. Elizabeth and Will shared a confused look, then turned their eyes to Anika.

"Well, um… what do you need help with?" Anika asked, as she tried to avoid looking at the guns and knives now being pointed at her.

The crew remained silent, though several of them exchanged looks or whispered suggestions. No one was quite brave enough to actually speak loudly enough for Anika to hear, however. Finally, Will stepped forward.

"We were on our way to Singapore," he said.

Anika frowned, feeling curiosity begin to form in her mind. She quickly smothered it. There was no reason for her to be interested in the goings-on of pirates, after all.

"Why?" she finally questioned, "And where exactly is that?"

"Well," Elizabeth began, "We need help, in order to rescue a – a friend of ours from Davy Jones's Locker."

By now, Anika looked completely bewildered. "Where's that?" she asked.

Elizabeth opened her mouth to explain the complicated tale, but Will interrupted.

"We'll explain that later." he said, then thought about Anika's offer. "But I suppose it would be useful to have a… witch on board with us to help out."

Anika nodded. "I'll help you," she promised, "If you help Harry and I."

"Who is Harry?" questioned Will.

"My friend." Anika said, then her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly. "Who is probably tearing Port Royal apart right now because I disappeared…" she added angrily to herself, wishing she would have thought of that sooner.

Will blinked, but continued anyway. "Port Royal is about three days away."

"I can get us there faster," offered Anika, realizing that her Elemental powers could be very useful now.

"How?" asked Elizabeth, confused.

Anika shrugged lightly. "Magic." she said simply.

"But…"

"Just let her do it." Elizabeth said, "If it gets us to Singapore more quickly, then it can't hurt…" she trailed off and shrugged.

"We need to stop by Port Royal first, before we go to… whatever it was called." Anika quickly cut in.

"Why?"

"Well, I've got to find Harry and explain everything to him." she pointed out. "He might get sort of angry if he found out I went all the way to… wherever that is… without him."

"But Port Royal is –"

Anika interrupted the crewmember before he could continue. "Like I said, I can get us there faster with magic." she said. "And all of my things are at the house in Port Royal; there is absolutely no way I'm going all the way to… that place without them."

"Alright," agreed Will hesitantly, "Though I don't think Captain –" he sneered slightly, "Barbossa will like this much."

Of course, what they didn't know was that Barbossa would have figured out that they had picked up a new passenger by now, and the only reason he hadn't was because he and Tia Dalma were currently in his cabin discussing their upcoming mission. Tia Dalma had placed her equivalent of a silencing charm upon the room, and neither she nor the Captain had heard a word of what was taking place on the deck.

"Then your Captain doesn't have to know." Anika replied, a very Slytherin gleam in her eyes.

Not waiting for them to reply or giving them any warning, she raised a hand, concentrating hard. Anika wasn't entirely sure of exactly what she wanted to happen, seeing as she'd never directed a ship before, but she knew which way she wanted it to go, so it couldn't be very difficult…

And, to her great surprise, it actually worked. She was able to make the ship practically fly through the water at an impossible speed. Well, impossible without magic, that is.

As the ship suddenly gained its incredible speed, everyone on deck was tossed violently backwards. The crewmembers grabbed the railings and lines, cursing loudly. Some weren't so lucky and ended up on their behinds. Anika, however, simply leaned forward slightly and didn't stumble at all.

- - -

Anika's first day on a ship was basically uneventful. 'Captain' Barbossa remained below deck, so she was in no danger of being thrown back overboard. She stood awkwardly to the side as the crew began to go about their jobs, slowly getting used to the fast moving ship. Most of them seemed to be doing their best to ignore her, occasionally throwing her wary looks, though Anika could understand the reason why. These were Muggles, and she was a witch.

She wandered around the deck for quite a while, uncertain of what exactly she was supposed to do. Finally, Elizabeth caught sight of her lost expression and walked over.

"Am I in the way again?" asked Anika wearily.

Elizabeth shook her head. "No, its fine."

"Oh." said Anika, glancing around at the pirates working on the deck. "So everyone on this ship is a pirate?"

"Almost. Will and I aren't, at least." Elizabeth replied.

"He could have fooled me," remarked Anika, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Elizabeth smiled. "I suppose he could. He comes from a pirate family. Or, his father was one, at least. He's been spending far too much time with them not to have picked up their habits."

Anika nodded. Then, something that she had been thinking about came back to her, and she looked at Elizabeth curiously. "Why were you so open to me being a witch?"

Elizabeth paused for a moment. "I have a cousin… twice removed, I think. He goes to a magic-school back in England."

Anika perked up slightly. "What his name?" she asked. "I may have met him."

"Neville." replied Elizabeth. "Neville Longbottom."

Anika's jaw dropped slightly. "Neville?" she repeated.

"Yes," said Elizabeth. "Do you know him?"

"Yes. I do. He has a very unhealthy obsession with plants." said Anika.

"Anika!" shouted Will, interrupting their conversation. "Could you slow us down? If not, we'll crash into the shore."

Anika blinked. She hadn't realized that they had already reached Port Royal. "Sure." she said, slowing the ship back to a normal speed.

Then, she paused. "We haven't reached the shore yet,"

"If anyone had seen how fast we were sailing, they might figure out that we have a witch on board."

"Good point." said Anika, nodding.

Soon they had reached shore, and Anika quickly climbed onto the railing. Before anyone could stop her, she jumped overboard. Before she hit the sandy beach below, she used her earth powers to cushion her fall. Still, she landed with a thump.

The crew looked over the edge, wondering if she'd broken her neck. Anika glared at them, then turned and began making her way forward. This was the same deserted part of the beach that she had taken her Apparation lesson on just that morning. Not far away was the house she shared with Harry, the back of it facing the edge of the beach.

Most of the crew remained on the ship, while Will and Elizabeth made their way down to land and set off after Anika. They soon caught up to her, and the three of them headed toward the house.

"But I thought this was deserted…" muttered Elizabeth, looking up at it with confusion.

"It was." said Anika. "We, erm, just moved in."

"'We'?" repeated Will. "You mean you live here together?"

"It wasn't our idea," protested Anika.

Will opened his mouth, but Elizabeth shook her head at him and he closed it again without a word. They made their way to the front of the house and up to the front door.

Anika reached for her key, and then cursed mentally as she realized that it had probably sunk to the bottom of the ocean. So, she was forced to knock on the door, hoping Harry might be inside.

After a few moments, he opened the door, looking completely confused.

"Anika?" Harry questioned.

"Yes," said Anika. "It's me. Um… How long have I been gone?"

"About a day." answered Harry, "Where were you? And why didn't you just walk in?"

Anika frowned uncomfortably. "I ended up in the middle of the ocean. And I couldn't walk in; my key sank right to the bottom."

Harry blinked. "Oh." he turned his attention to the two unfamiliar people standing next to her on the doorstep. "Who are they?"

Anika glanced at them. "That's Will and Elizabeth."

"Who are Will and Elizabeth?" Harry questioned, trying to get her to the point.

"Well…" Anika paused. "We're going to help them… then they're going to take us to the center of the Bermuda Triangle."

"'We'?" Harry repeated, frowning.

"Yes." Anika replied. "We. They need our help to rescue…" she turned to Elizabeth, "What was his name?"

"Jack." supplied Elizabeth.

Anika turned back to Harry. "Yes. They need our help to rescue Jack from some place called… 'Davy Jones's Locker'"

"What?" Harry questioned, a slightly shocked expression crossing his face. "But that's impossible!"

"So you know what it is, too?" Anika asked, scowling. "Why is it that I'm always the one who doesn't know what everyone else is talking about?"

"You're a Pureblood," answered Harry, as though it should have been obvious. "You were locked in a mansion until you went to school."

Anika paused. "True." she admitted. "We have to pack now."

"We're leaving now?" Harry asked, surprised.

"Yes." replied Anika, then waved her hand. Using wandless magic, she had all of their things pack themselves into their trunks, then shrunk the trunks to pocket size and made them float down the stairs.

Harry and Anika both easily caught the small trunks as they flew toward them, reaching up and snatching them with one hand as only Seekers could. Will and Elizabeth blinked.

"So where exactly are we going?" Harry asked.

Anika paused, frowned, and gave it her best shot. With her Bulgarian accent, it wasn't easy. "Sing – sanga – singo –"

"Singapore." supplied Elizabeth and Will together, taking pity on her, as amusing at it was.

Anika smiled, relieved. "Yes, Singa-whatever."

"But that's on the other side of the world!" protested Harry.

"You know where that is, too?" Anika asked, exasperated.

"You really want me to answer that?" Harry asked in return.

If they stayed docked in Port Royal for too long, Will knew that the Royal Navy might spot them. "I hate to interrupt your reunion," he began, "But we should probably hurry."

Anika and Harry nodded, and they left the house, heading back down to the ship. When they had all climbed back aboard, Harry glanced around for a moment, then turned to Anika with a frown.

"This is a pirate ship." he stated.

Anika blinked. "Oh. So you figured it out?" she asked sweetly, hoping he wouldn't press the matter. She had actually been holding out hope that he might not notice until they were already out at sea.

"It's fairly obvious, Anika," Harry replied flatly. "Have you not noticed that every person here aside from the two of us is carrying at least three different types of weapons? Or the fact that they fly no flag and that we're trying to leave before the Navy spots us?"

Anika blinked again. "How did you…"

"That's why we had to leave immediately, isn't it?" Harry continued.

"Well… how do you know that these people," Anika gestured toward the crew, "Aren't completely innocent, or that there might be someone out to kill them?"

"Yes," Harry agreed. "The Royal Navy!"

"Harry." sighed Anika, "They aren't…" he shot her a look, guessing what she'd say next. She paused. Anika couldn't bring herself to lie when faced with those green eyes. "Well, they are pirates, but… They're not all bad people. Think about Will and Elizabeth… and even your mum!"

A moment after the words were out of her mouth, Anika froze, then gasped and clapped her hands over her mouth, eyes wide. That was not the way she had meant to tell him.

Harry looked completely thrown for a moment. "…What?!" he exclaimed. "My mother wasn't…She couldn't have been…" he shook his head, unable to continue.

Anika slowly lowered her hands from her face. "I'm sorry!" she cried, then stopped, unsure of how to explain this. Harry was still staring at her, shocked. "I meant to tell you, but I just didn't know how... Do you… do you remember that book, the one Dumbledore left for me to find? It had information about Voldemort's three-soul thing… and about famous wizard and Muggle families."

"So you've known this…" Harry looked at her, seeming betrayed. "You've known ever since you read it, and you didn't bother to tell me? Anika… I can't believe you!"

Anika tried to ignore his angry expression, hurrying to explain, "It talked about the Potter's… my family… basically all the most famous families in both worlds. One of the Muggle families had the last name of Evans… They were a famous pirate family. For centuries."

"You also have a cousin," she continued, "Who is still alive –"

"Yes," Harry interrupted, "Dudley."

Anika shook her head. "No. One of your mum's cousins… Jack Sparrow."

Everyone around them froze. Anika hadn't realized how loudly they had been speaking, but at the mention of that name, the entire crew stared.

"What…" began one, dumbfounded.

"Why?" asked Anika, looking around in confusion, "Do you know him?"

"Yes," answered Elizabeth, eyeing Harry in surprise but not looking quite as shocked as the others. "He's the one we're going to save."

Harry turned to Anika, glaring. "I bet you knew that too, didn't you, Anika? You just forgot to mention it!"

"No, I didn't!" she retorted. "So stop jumping down my throat!"

"How am I supposed to react?" Harry questioned, "You can't keep something like that a secret and just expect me to be fine with it!"

"I tried to tell you, dammit!" cried Anika.

The crew gaped even more upon hearing a girl curse, but Harry didn't even blink.

"Then why didn't you tell me when you found out?" he demanded.

"Merlin, Harry! Because I thought you would react like this!" she replied furiously.

"Well you thought right!" he replied.

Anika scowled. "Well if it makes you feel any better, I found out that my family is part pirate, too!"

Harry snorted. "The Krum's? Part pirate? That isn't possible."

"Not the Krum's!" corrected Anika angrily. "I was adopted! I didn't even know until I read that book! My real family was killed by Death Eaters. Most of them were wizard-pirates, even though they were Purebloods!"

Harry paused. "What?"

Anika nodded furiously. "Yes! My grandmother even got remarried once and had another child, so I have an Uncle who I've never even met, who is a Muggle! I have a twin sister I've never met, as well! Her name is Isabella. Isabella Malfoy!"

Harry's jaw dropped. "Your sister was…"

"Adopted by the Malfoy's, just like I was adopted by the Krum's." finished Anika.

Harry stared for a moment. Then, he managed to get over his shock.

"Is your uncle still alive?" he questioned.

"Yes," Anika replied.

Harry knew it was doubtful that he would have ever met this person before, but it was still possible, since he'd been raised in the Muggle world. So, he asked. "What's his name?"

"Will." replied Anika shortly.

"Will what?"

"Will Turner. Or, William Turner, to be more exact…"

Harry frowned and shook his head. "Never met him." he said dismissively.

By now the rest of the crew had recovered from the shock of learning that Jack had a cousin and had returned to their work, no longer listening. Will and Elizabeth, however, had heard every word. Now, Will silently turned and walked away. Elizabeth had given a small gasp upon hearing the news that Will had a niece, but she knew that it would be up to Will to tell Anika.

"Anika!" shouted Will after a moment, realizing that they were now far enough from shore to use 'magic'. "Could you speed us up?" he requested rather snappishly.

"Oh." Anika blinked. In her discussion/argument with Harry, she had lost track of just how far out in the ocean they now were. "Sorry." she muttered, then used her Elemental power on the ship again.

Prepared this time, the whole crew got a good grip on the rail and lines as she did so. Even if they were all the way across the deck, they practically threw themselves toward the nearest solid objects. Harry frowned at their odd behavior and the expressions on their faces, but didn't comment. Like Anika, he simply leaned slightly forward to avoid falling down.

Anika looked at Will. "Anything else?" she asked rather emotionlessly. Inside, she wondered why he had suddenly become so short with her.

"Nothing." he replied.

"Alright." Anika turned to Harry. "Anything else, Potter?"

"No, Krum." he replied, and they went their separate ways.

Anika headed over toward Elizabeth, while Harry looked around for a moment, uncertain, before heading over to Will. He had noticed how his face had gone momentarily pale when Anika began talking about her uncle, and suspicions were already forming in Harry's mind.

"What's wrong with you?" Harry asked casually.

"Nothing." replied Will, a bit too quickly.

Harry's eyebrows rose. "You sort of went pale when Anika was talking about her uncle William." he remarked.

"Oh, I did?" questioned Will, avoiding his eyes.

"And you were short with her."

"No I wasn't." Will protested, still hoping to get out of this. "I just asked her to move the ship along."

"I think your exact words were 'Anika! Could you speed us up?'" Harry copied his impatient tone perfectly.

"What'd I do?" asked Anika confusedly from her place further down the deck, looking up from her conversation with Elizabeth.

"Nothing," Harry answered. "I was just talking to Will."

Anika frowned. "About me?"

"No. Just asking him something." replied Harry.

Anika looked at him skeptically for several moments, then finally shrugged uncaringly and returned to speaking with Elizabeth.

Harry turned back to Will. "Your name wouldn't happen to be 'William Turner', would it?"

Will froze slightly and quickly looked away, the expression on his face giving away the answer. Harry forced himself not to look smug, but he was glad to have gotten to the bottom of the issue so easily.

"I won't tell her." Harry added, then walked away.

- - -

About an hour later, Anika was sitting in a corner of the deck with Elizabeth, still absorbed in conversation.

As Will walked by, still trying to get used to the idea of having two nieces he had never even heard of before, he heard part of their talk.

"…really do wish I could meet my uncle, though," Anika was saying.

Will couldn't help himself.

"You have." he said.

Anika and Elizabeth looked up. Anika frowned, confused. "What are you talking about?"

"You've met your uncle." Will repeated.

Anika looked at him as though he was insane. "No, I haven't."

"You have. He's standing right in front of you."

"You're William Ivan Turner the second?" Anika asked numbly, still staring, her eyes now wide.

"Yes." answered Will, and then walked away without another word.

- - -

For almost two full days, Will and Anika remained on opposite sides of the ship, avoiding each other at all costs. They wouldn't speak to each other or even remain in the same room any longer. If they were on the deck, they would stay as far from each other as possible. If one was below deck and the other entered the room, everyone would pause, while Will and Anika stood completely still for a moment before one would leave without a word.

Harry and Elizabeth were getting frustrated.

Finally unable to take the strained silence any longer, Harry walked over to Elizabeth and whispered, "We need to get them," he gestured to Anika and Will, "To talk."

"I agree." she said quietly, nodding. "And I have an idea."

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