Harry Potter and the Pirates of the Caribbean

Yeah, sorry it's taking so long between chapters.. I've been a bit lazy.. But, at least they're coming out and I'm not taking like 5 months between chapters, lol. Oh! By the way!

THAR BE CHARACTER DEATH IN THIS CHAPTER! BE WARY, ME HEARTIES!

Chapter 20- Death

Jack narrowed his eyes at the man, "It sounds too simple, Adele."

Harry looked at Jack, who was glaring intently at the man. He could almost feel hot hatred surrounding him.

"I'll elaborate... I gave you that sword, did I not?"

Jack slowly nodded his head.

"I gave you that sword back...when you were mine," He was quiet as he walked over to Harry and placed a hand on the boy's head.

"Harry, I told you that you have potential... I'm never wrong. Jack, too, once had potential, but... no more. All these years of being apart from me, harboring a hatred for me has ruined it."

"What is this potential you're talking about?" Harry asked softly.

Adele smiled weakly, "Potential for me to love you."

Jack rolled his eyes, "You goddamn pedophile."

Adele looked at the man and chuckled, "Like you can talk, Mr. Sparrow. You've shown an interest in Mr. Potter yourself. You see the same thing I do. He has a greater potential than most to love.. I wonder what the cause of such things are."

Harry didn't answer, his mind wandered to his many talks with Dumbledore. How the man had told him it was his power to love, and only that,that would help him defeat Voldemort in the end. It was Voldemort's inability to love that was his downfall.

..But being able to love wasn't such an amazing ability. Everyone was able to love, wasn't he or she?

Adele shrugged, "I'm never wrong, Harry.. Now, come rid the world of the Black Death."

Harry looked to Jack, who was unsheathing his sword. The black-haired man handed him the heavy metal blade to the younger wizard.

Harry lowered his wand and looked over the blade. It was a lot heavier than it looked and there were a few spots where the sword was beginning to rust.

He took a deep breath and looked to the man he intended to kill. Now that the moment was here and he was the one with the attention centered around, things seemed so much more significant.

He was about to take the life of another human.

He closed his eyes in thought as he thought about this. He had know that eventually he was going to have to kill Voldemort, but.. It always felt like that was so far into the future before that event was going to take place and Adele was in front of him now, waiting for the sword to be thrust through his chest.

"What are you waiting for, Harry?"

Harry looked to the source of the voice, Jack.

"I.. I dunno, it's just so much more difficult since I'm the one who has to do it.. Adele has never done anything to me personally. Sure he's been an arse to a bunch of people, but... Nothing personal to me."

Jack groaned loudly, "Harry, this isn't time for ethics! For God's sake, we've got this monster at our mercy! This is no time for cold feet!"

Adele chuckled, "I could give you a reason.."

Harry watched the man suspiciously at the man before him, unsure about what he meant by his comment.

Within a blink of an eye, Harry saw his wand in the man's hands. His eyes widened and he began to shake. Why had he lowered his guard?! He knew he knew better to that! Just because Adele wanted to die, didn't mean he was harmless.

Harry panicked, not knowing what Adele was going to do with this the wand. There was no way he could defend himself with a sword versus a wand.

However, his worry was not warranted. Instead Adele muttered a few spells and walked through the barriers. Harry desperate tried to run after him, but he was trapped behind the barrier.

"NO! SIRIUS! SIRIUS! HE'S GOT MY WAND! FLAMEL!! HE'S COMING UP!!"

Harry continued to yell, hoping to warn Sirius, but he was unsure if his voice reached to the land so far above him.

"Well, there you go, love... You just had to have a reason for killing Adele, eh? Well, it looked like good ol' Adele is going to give you a reason."

"He's going to kill them, isn't he?" Harry asked, feeling tears beginning to brim his eyes.

There was a silence for a moment before Harry heard the man growling. He didn't receive an answer to his question. Instead he received a hard slap across the face.

"Get a hold of yourself. If he kills anyone, it's on your heard. You had to go and have morals against this bastard. He was baring his chest for you to thrust the blade through and you had to go think about it. What the hell is wrong with you?! Now, if you comes back, don't fucking hesitate, force the sword into him! Cut off his head!"

Harry heard the sword rattling against the stone floor and realized that his hands were shaking. He hated that he was showing weakness. However, he didn't care. His thoughts were on Sirius and the possibility that he was going to soon die.. He would have to deal with the thought of his loss again. It was unbearable the first time.. So unbearable that he jumped through a veil that could have easily led him to his death just to try to save his life.

Every second of the silence Harry experienced began to drive him insane. He could feel himself panicking. He was making himself sick with worry. He felt that he might snap if he didn't see the man and know what he was doing.

Jack, on the other hand, was not making the situation better. He merely sat against the wall, watching the boy pace back and forth, making a snide comment every now and then. Harry knew he had made a mistake. Several.

First and foremost, he had considered the man to be harmless without a wand. He didn't think the man would take his. Secondly, he did not kill the man when he had the chance. Another dumb move that would cost.. But what was the price? He didn't know just yet.

The worry peaked when he heard Adele's voice calling out to him.

"Okay lad.."

His eyes strained to see through the barrier that kept him trapped in the room. However, he was able to see Adele walking towards him, holding something unidentifiable in his left hand. He began to feel faint as he realized what it was.. Not 'it'.. What THEY were.

The man passed through the barrier and tossed the objects at the young Wizard. They were the eyes and wand of Sirius Black.

Harry felt panic and anger wash over him as he watched the eyes land at his feet and realization hit him that his Godfather was no longer living. He never would have given up his wand without a fight.. A fight that appeared to have lost, along the pieces of the body on the ground in front of him.

"Feeling the rage that makes your blood boil yet, boy?" Harry heard Adele say., He raised his head slowly and saw the cruel grin that was plastered on his face.

So.. Harry too had become a victim of the Black Death. And he was the only one who could stop this disease from spreading. Without thinking, he lifted the sword and ran at Adele, who spread his arms, awaiting the blow. He couldn't have looked happier as the rusted steel pierced his torso, connecting with many vital organs, causing blood to flow freely down his chest and blood to pour from his mouth.

Harry began to feel weak after he had rammed the man with the sword. He slowly let go and stumbled back. He watched the man slump down to his knees and hit the ground with a thump. He saw that the sword his pierced both side of his body.

Adele slowly raised his eyes to meet Harry's, "What wasn't so hard, was it? I told you that you have potential.. I'm never wrong.."

The man's head silently fell to the ground. Blood was pooling around his still body.

"Good job, me lad..." He sighed quietly, "We just have to wait for that Flamel character to come let us out... 'Less he killed him too when he killed Black, then it looks like we're pretty screwed over, doesn't it?"

The man shrugged his shoulders and walked over to the body. He raise his boot and rolled the man's body over. He bent down and picked up Harry's wand from the dead man's grip and handed it back to him. He then reached over and closed his eyes.

"We won't know for a while if that really worked or not.. But he seemed quite sure it would."

Harry thumbed over wand in his hand, "It better have worked.. If not.. Sirius will have died in vein." He felt his stomach tighten. He felt worse now than he did when he watched Cedric die a year ago. It was just a big void that was beginning to form in his chest. Made exponentially bigger by the size of the two eyes that lay in front of him.

To Be Continued...

Yeah... Sirius had to bite it though.. I wanted to set the story back to some kind of canon, so, Sirius's death was kinda necessary.. I'm sorry to all of those who had hope that he'd make it and t would become one of those fictions that seemed to be an alternate universe with a happy, living Sirius Black after a pirate adventure on the high seas...

However, Sirius was never going to live.. Well, there was one ending where he made it through, but it was an ending that was going to happen if things didn't out (I had several endings in mind.. I think the one I chose will do well. But, there have been so many endings thought up for this fic, it's not funny.)

Anyway, sorry to kill him.. But at least now the fic is on it's way to an end! One more chapter left! Yay!