First fan-fic so it might be a little shaky or so in the beginning.

Prologue

The fog was dreadful today, but still slowly and steadily the pride of all the Royal Navy ships, the HMS Gryffindor, made its way through the dark see it was traveling on. It was armed with well over 50 guns and cannons, and a tough enough crew that could make any pirate think twice before acting it.

With its youngest passenger standing on the bow, where she was content on being by herself. Hermione Granger was her and with her small hands clutching the rail and the boat swaggered back and fourth. She was not the least bit afraid of what was waiting for them in the fog. In fact she thought it would be quite exciting to meet a real pirate. She kept that a secret to herself though. It wasn't proper for to want to me a pirate. She remembered a song from long ago and began to sing it as they sailed through the thick fog.

"Yo ho, Yo ho, a pirate's life for me,

Yo ho, Yo ho, a pirates life--"

Suddenly a hand that had landed on her shoulder had brought it back to her senses.

"Quiet, missy!" snarled a seaman, "there's cursed pirates that sail these waters! Do you want to call them all to us?"

Hermione, only twelve at the time stared wide-eyed at the seaman.

"Mr. Lupin!" Captain Ron Weasley snapped at the old sailor.

"But she was singin' about pirates," Lupin complained. "Its bad luck to sing about pirates with un in this unnatural fog as well as bring a lady on to this ship with us…mark my words." he stated.

Hermione knew she had to be well behaved. She was on her way herself as well as her father to Port Royal, Jamaica, where her father was to be the governor there. "We must comport ourselves as befits of our class," he reminded her as he stood with her on deck.

Once everyone left she stated to Captain Weasley, that she would believe it would be fascinating to meet a pirate. Quietly, she looked back out over the vast amount of water that lurked all around her. Suddenly, she spotted something afloat on the waves. It was a parasol, a sight that much delighted Hermione. Then just through the fog she could see ship that was fire. As she yelled out, Captain Weasley summoned all the men to go and search for survivors. As they rowed to the sink ship, no one seen the boy floating on the piece of ship debris drifting pass the HMS Gryffindor.

As Hermione looked behind, and saw through the fog a tall ship with great black sails. From its topmost mast flew a flag--a skull and crossbones on it. And as the cannon fire of the Gryffindoy, the skull on the pirate flad seemed to turn towards Hermione and smile.

The boy of the floating piece of wood drifted for coming upon an island which held a marooned pirate. As he was washed ashore, pirate to looked at him and new right away who this boy was. It was Harry Potter, Harry James Potter to be more exact, and around his neck was a piece of Voldemorte's gold. It was cursed from his greed. Harry had began to come to as the pirate noticed this coin.

"How are you kid?" he asked.

"Fine," he replied. "Who are you?"

"Sirius Black…Captain Sirius Black, and you?," he asked even though he knew already who this was. And he knew what had happen and where is father was now. In Davy Jones locker if he thought what had happen was true.

"Harry, Harry Potter," was all he could mutter before slipping in to unconsciousness again.