Pirates and wizards
Disclaimer: I own neither Pirates of the Caribbean nor Harry Potter.
Authors Note: Enjoy!
Chapter Three
"Faster lad!" Jack instructed as he sparred with Harry. He was currently teaching the boy the use of a cutlass. "Watch yer left side."
Harry did as instructed and blocked the next swipe easily. He had been aboard the Black Pearl for five months, and he loved it. After having been taught everything a decent sailor should know, the crew had moved on to teach him other kinds of fighting. Anamaria taught him to use a dagger and in return he taught her to read and write. Gibbs taught him hand-to-hand combat, and in return Harry had to tell stories from the future. And Jack taught him how to use swords and cutlasses. In return Harry helped the captain get a better hold of his magical abilities that had only developed over the months. Jack had started out being a normal Elemental, but then he developed magic and Harry had been teaching him what he knew. The rest of the crew taught him to lie, cheat, brawl, swear, steal, sneak, and everything else they could think off.
"Don't let yer mind wander, yer not good enough for that yet." Jack said as Harry ended up on his rump and his cutlass several feet away. "Soon ye'll be good enough to be put into action."
"Action?" Harry asked and got up. Jack was a good teacher, but you were not getting any pity or breaks form him until the training was over for the day.
"Yep, gonna attack and plunder a ship soon enough. The crew's gettin' restless, not a ship taken in months. We are pirates after all, whelp. We need te keep our skills in perfect order, or we're just as bad as those redcoats." Jack leaned on the mast smirking. "I'll ne'er forget yer first meetin' with those stupid idiots. That was quite summat."
Harry groaned. "Don't I know. Anamaria won't let it lie. She's still teasin' me about it." He was beginning to pick up the pirate way of speaking, especially Jack's. He was also picking up Jack's walk that made it look like he was drunk when on land, but it fit perfectly with the sway of the sea.
"Yeah, indeed." Gibbs chuckled from his place by the rail. "I dun' think I ne'er saw anythin' funnier."
Harry stuck his tongue out at the elder man then quickly jumped out of the way of the dagger he was sure was to come. And come it did. It whizzed past him and embedded itself in the mast just where Jack had been standing seconds ago.
"Ye great lump of worthless cad!" Jack hollered, but everyone knew he was having just as much fun as the rest of them. "What'dye think yer doin'?"
"Teachin' tha' boy o' yers to keep 'is tongue to 'imself." Gibbs replied.
Harry rolled his eyes and sheathed his cutlass. The two of them would be at this for ages once they got started.
"At it again?" Anamaria asked as she came down from the crows nest.
"Yep."
She shook her head. "Impossible idiots. Well, up te th' nest with ye. Yer turn." She handed him a spyglass and headed towards the kitchen. Harry quickly climbed the rigging as if he had done nothing else his entire life, and settled nicely in the crows nest. Some of the sailors didn't like it up here due to the height, but Harry loved it and had quickly discovered that he was a very good lookout having very sharp eyes after drinking the Sight- Correction Potion.
"We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me!" he sang quietly as he looked around. The sea stretched out in every direction as far as the eye could see, but Harry didn't mind. He liked it out here whether with a crew or without one. Jack had once said that it was the pirate blood in him that rejoiced being back where it belonged, and that no matter what the sea was his mistress and no one else could hold a hand over him and make his decisions. That was what most pirates looked for: freedom, but very few found it. Jack had found it, and so had Harry now.
"We're rascals and scoundrels, we're villains and knaves.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
We're devils and black sheep, we're really bad eggs. And what the hell is that?!" Harry narrowed his eyes towards the black dot but couldn't see much. So he got out the spyglass and directed it towards the thing whatever it was. "Shit! Jack!"
"Yeah, what is it Green-Eyes?!" Jack looked up at him.
"An HMS approaching fast on starboard side!"
"What?! In the middle o' the ocean?! Ye sure?!"
"O' course I'm sure!" Harry yelled back.
"What's 'er name lad?!" Gibbs asked.
"Where's she 'eaded?!" Anamaria added.
Harry turned back up and turned the spyglass towards the ship again. "It's called the Interceptor II, and it's headed straight towards us. No sign of going to the left or right."
"The Inter-what?!"
"Interceptor II. You know it?" he asked as he came down to the main deck.
"It's gotta be Norrington," Anamaria said. "Jack commandeered a ship of 'is a year or so ago, and the man's been after the Black Pearl ever since."
"Ah, yes, the cursed Aztec medallions."
Jack nodded in agreement. "Norrington it is. Only a redcoat like 'im is stupid enough to name 'is ship like that."
"What are we going to do?" Harry stroked Hedwig who landed on his shoulder. The owl had lost lots of her feathers or she would've cooked up in the Caribbean heat.
"We hide the ship." Jack said. "I don't want a confrontation yet. How long before they reach us ye think?"
"Not until nightfall at longest." Harry replied then grinned. "O' course, that could be arranged."
"Yer beginnin' te think like me." Jack grinned as well. "What 'ave ye got up yer sleeve?"
Harry smirked and started to whisper in the captains ear. Anamaria and Gibbs shared a look and shrugged, this was magic stuff and not something they understood. They watched as Harry finished telling Jack of his plan and the two of them quickly climbed up to the crows nest where they started to do weird gestures with their hands. Neither Anamaria nor Gibbs could see anything happening, but they could feel the magic released and directed towards the other ship. They shuddered at the thought of getting on Harry and Jack's bad side. Poor redcoat blighters.
When Harry and Jack got back down again they were grinning manically to each other.
"What did ye do to those poor bastards?" Anamaria asked afraid of the answer.
"Nothin' too bad, luv." Jack replied. "Just a few snapped ropes and other certain things."
"I assume that those ropes were very important ropes?" she raised an eyebrow.
"How did you know?" Harry asked. "And yer starnin' to sound like a lady Ana, better be careful."
"And yer startin' te sound like ol' Jack, which is frightenin'."
"I know the perfect thing te cheer us up," Jack grinned and Harry got suspicious at once. "The story of Harry's first meetin' with the redcoats."
"Jack!"
"Yes Harry?"
"I hate ye."
Jack grinned. "Ye tell it Gibbs."
Gibbs grinned as Harry stomped off to the other side of the ship and started the tale.
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They had been three weeks out at sea, and it was three weeks since Harry had arrived aboard the Black Pearl. Jack being Jack, thought it was a great idea to celebrate this fact and they stopped in a small port. He gave the crew, except the lookouts, a days leave then proceeded to lead Harry to an inn and trying to get him drunk.
Harry did drink a bit of rum, but not nearly enough to even get tipsy. He didn't feel safe in the tavern, and redcoats could pop up wherever and whenever.
"Come on Green-Eyes, ye need te learn how te drink rum." Jack said. " 'Ere, I'll even pay for it!"
Harry shook his head. "No thank you Jack. I saw a few redcoats on our way here. And I am sure that they have noticed the Pearl anchored in the harbour. Soon they'll come looking."
"Joykiller. I ne'er thought a Sparrow could be a joykiller." Jack mumbled and started to down his second tankard of rum.
The green-eyed young man shook his head and looked around the tavern. Several prostitutes were eyeing both him and Jack in a hungry manner, some pirates were whispering in a corner now and then casting look their way. The bartender and the waitresses ran around with orders and no one seemed to notice the door opening. Well, not at first. But when ten redcoats entered the room most of the seemingly drunk pirates sitting around jumped up with weapons at the ready.
"Jack, redcoats!" Harry whispered thanking the gods that they were sitting in the back of the tavern close to the backdoor.
"Yeah, yeah, ye told me about them already."
"No, they're here in the tavern Jack!"
"Now ye want to take me rum as well?!"
"Keep it down you bloody idiot." Harry grabbed his ancestors chin and turned his head towards the redcoats making their way through the crowd.
"Redcoats! Why didn't ye say so?!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "What's the plan?"
"Get to the backdoor as fast and as quiet as possible then run to the Pearl." Jack slowly got up and edged towards the door and Harry followed suit.
"THERE THEY ARE!!!!!" a redcoat yelled and pointed at them.
"Forget the quiet bit." Harry said as he ducked a bullet.
"AFTER THEM!!!!"
"Yep, forget the quiet bit." Jack said as he jumped over a table. The two of them fell out the backdoor and blinked as several other redcoats came running up the alley. "Split!" the pirate-captain ordered and once they reached the main street they each went their separate ways.
Harry quickly ran down the street and towards the docks. He noticed that most of the redcoats were following him and they had two advantages. One was their number, and the other was that they knew this town like the back of their hands. He ran into a back-alley that proved to be a dead end, and looked around. He could hear the redcoats coming, the wall was too high for him to jump over and he had left his wand at the Pearl that morning not wanting to have it stolen while in town.
The only thing he could think of at the top of his head was metamorphmagi. Sending a prayer to the gods he concentrated and pictured himself in the body of a young female, a hooker. He drew his magical powers and forced them into the mental picture, then he connected this picture and the picture of himself. A second later he could feel a tingling going form his toes to the tips of his hair and when he opened his eyes again he was wearing a female dress - 'Goddamn corset!' - and had long golden hair. Then he threw himself into a pile of trash just as the redcoats came rushing into the alley.
"Hey lady, seen a boy run this way?" one asked.
"That I did," Harry replied sounding annoyed. "The brat pushed me and now me dress is ruined!"
"Where did he go?" another asked.
"Oh, he jumped over the wall." Harry got up and brushed off the dress. Then he walked up to one of the redcoats and started to fiddle with his buttons. "Ye know, why care 'bout a boy when ye can care 'bout me?" he battered his eyelashes for effect and nearly felt sick as the soldier drooled.
"No time- Dawson, get your bloody arse back here!" the leader of the redcoats grabbed the man and dragged him back to the rest of the group. "Thank you!" he called to Harry and threw him a gold coin.
Harry caught it and watched as the soldiers disappeared, then he let himself change into his normal form.
"Now that was amusin'."
His head snapped up and up. Anamaria was sitting on one of the rooftops and watched him, her eyes glittering. "Wait 'til Jack hears 'bout this!"
"One word and I swear I'll- "
"No time lad, the Pearl is ready to make way." She grabbed his hand and pulled him up on the rooftop with her. "By the way, ye make a wonderful woman."
Harry glared.
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"Always a good story that." Jack sighed and wiped the tears away.
"Speak for yerself." Harry muttered. He looked up at the sky. "It's darkening. The Interceptor II should be here soon."
The captain chuckled. "And we'll be ready for 'em."
Once again Anamaria and Gibbs shuddered at the look that Jack and Harry exchanged. Nope, definitely not good to be on their bad side.
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There, it's done. What do you think?
Thanks to:
WolfMoon, Jupiter's Light, Fiery Phoenix, Aurumlupi, HAZZAGRIFF, Jess16, chaser1, Lunawolf, Solaris Isa, I lov Redheads w/Fangs, jaded eyes, magee, ER, Angelic_devil, misty43, Rogue1615, RogueFanKC, gaul1, Digi Bonds, HarryPotter21, AltonShadefoot, Jarvey, hogosha_dou_hiniku, Lilly Goddess, SSSRoaB, Øindiel Eryn, Shadowed Chaos, Acacia Jules, insanechildfanfic, hpfunkypunk, Serpent of Light, Cr1Ms0n^D3v1L, schmidie-lee83, twin demonic angels, Harald-Mage Brianna, Andine, The Lady Reaper of the Shadows, Mikito and MikiBaby.
Disclaimer: I own neither Pirates of the Caribbean nor Harry Potter.
Authors Note: Enjoy!
Chapter Three
"Faster lad!" Jack instructed as he sparred with Harry. He was currently teaching the boy the use of a cutlass. "Watch yer left side."
Harry did as instructed and blocked the next swipe easily. He had been aboard the Black Pearl for five months, and he loved it. After having been taught everything a decent sailor should know, the crew had moved on to teach him other kinds of fighting. Anamaria taught him to use a dagger and in return he taught her to read and write. Gibbs taught him hand-to-hand combat, and in return Harry had to tell stories from the future. And Jack taught him how to use swords and cutlasses. In return Harry helped the captain get a better hold of his magical abilities that had only developed over the months. Jack had started out being a normal Elemental, but then he developed magic and Harry had been teaching him what he knew. The rest of the crew taught him to lie, cheat, brawl, swear, steal, sneak, and everything else they could think off.
"Don't let yer mind wander, yer not good enough for that yet." Jack said as Harry ended up on his rump and his cutlass several feet away. "Soon ye'll be good enough to be put into action."
"Action?" Harry asked and got up. Jack was a good teacher, but you were not getting any pity or breaks form him until the training was over for the day.
"Yep, gonna attack and plunder a ship soon enough. The crew's gettin' restless, not a ship taken in months. We are pirates after all, whelp. We need te keep our skills in perfect order, or we're just as bad as those redcoats." Jack leaned on the mast smirking. "I'll ne'er forget yer first meetin' with those stupid idiots. That was quite summat."
Harry groaned. "Don't I know. Anamaria won't let it lie. She's still teasin' me about it." He was beginning to pick up the pirate way of speaking, especially Jack's. He was also picking up Jack's walk that made it look like he was drunk when on land, but it fit perfectly with the sway of the sea.
"Yeah, indeed." Gibbs chuckled from his place by the rail. "I dun' think I ne'er saw anythin' funnier."
Harry stuck his tongue out at the elder man then quickly jumped out of the way of the dagger he was sure was to come. And come it did. It whizzed past him and embedded itself in the mast just where Jack had been standing seconds ago.
"Ye great lump of worthless cad!" Jack hollered, but everyone knew he was having just as much fun as the rest of them. "What'dye think yer doin'?"
"Teachin' tha' boy o' yers to keep 'is tongue to 'imself." Gibbs replied.
Harry rolled his eyes and sheathed his cutlass. The two of them would be at this for ages once they got started.
"At it again?" Anamaria asked as she came down from the crows nest.
"Yep."
She shook her head. "Impossible idiots. Well, up te th' nest with ye. Yer turn." She handed him a spyglass and headed towards the kitchen. Harry quickly climbed the rigging as if he had done nothing else his entire life, and settled nicely in the crows nest. Some of the sailors didn't like it up here due to the height, but Harry loved it and had quickly discovered that he was a very good lookout having very sharp eyes after drinking the Sight- Correction Potion.
"We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me!" he sang quietly as he looked around. The sea stretched out in every direction as far as the eye could see, but Harry didn't mind. He liked it out here whether with a crew or without one. Jack had once said that it was the pirate blood in him that rejoiced being back where it belonged, and that no matter what the sea was his mistress and no one else could hold a hand over him and make his decisions. That was what most pirates looked for: freedom, but very few found it. Jack had found it, and so had Harry now.
"We're rascals and scoundrels, we're villains and knaves.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
We're devils and black sheep, we're really bad eggs. And what the hell is that?!" Harry narrowed his eyes towards the black dot but couldn't see much. So he got out the spyglass and directed it towards the thing whatever it was. "Shit! Jack!"
"Yeah, what is it Green-Eyes?!" Jack looked up at him.
"An HMS approaching fast on starboard side!"
"What?! In the middle o' the ocean?! Ye sure?!"
"O' course I'm sure!" Harry yelled back.
"What's 'er name lad?!" Gibbs asked.
"Where's she 'eaded?!" Anamaria added.
Harry turned back up and turned the spyglass towards the ship again. "It's called the Interceptor II, and it's headed straight towards us. No sign of going to the left or right."
"The Inter-what?!"
"Interceptor II. You know it?" he asked as he came down to the main deck.
"It's gotta be Norrington," Anamaria said. "Jack commandeered a ship of 'is a year or so ago, and the man's been after the Black Pearl ever since."
"Ah, yes, the cursed Aztec medallions."
Jack nodded in agreement. "Norrington it is. Only a redcoat like 'im is stupid enough to name 'is ship like that."
"What are we going to do?" Harry stroked Hedwig who landed on his shoulder. The owl had lost lots of her feathers or she would've cooked up in the Caribbean heat.
"We hide the ship." Jack said. "I don't want a confrontation yet. How long before they reach us ye think?"
"Not until nightfall at longest." Harry replied then grinned. "O' course, that could be arranged."
"Yer beginnin' te think like me." Jack grinned as well. "What 'ave ye got up yer sleeve?"
Harry smirked and started to whisper in the captains ear. Anamaria and Gibbs shared a look and shrugged, this was magic stuff and not something they understood. They watched as Harry finished telling Jack of his plan and the two of them quickly climbed up to the crows nest where they started to do weird gestures with their hands. Neither Anamaria nor Gibbs could see anything happening, but they could feel the magic released and directed towards the other ship. They shuddered at the thought of getting on Harry and Jack's bad side. Poor redcoat blighters.
When Harry and Jack got back down again they were grinning manically to each other.
"What did ye do to those poor bastards?" Anamaria asked afraid of the answer.
"Nothin' too bad, luv." Jack replied. "Just a few snapped ropes and other certain things."
"I assume that those ropes were very important ropes?" she raised an eyebrow.
"How did you know?" Harry asked. "And yer starnin' to sound like a lady Ana, better be careful."
"And yer startin' te sound like ol' Jack, which is frightenin'."
"I know the perfect thing te cheer us up," Jack grinned and Harry got suspicious at once. "The story of Harry's first meetin' with the redcoats."
"Jack!"
"Yes Harry?"
"I hate ye."
Jack grinned. "Ye tell it Gibbs."
Gibbs grinned as Harry stomped off to the other side of the ship and started the tale.
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They had been three weeks out at sea, and it was three weeks since Harry had arrived aboard the Black Pearl. Jack being Jack, thought it was a great idea to celebrate this fact and they stopped in a small port. He gave the crew, except the lookouts, a days leave then proceeded to lead Harry to an inn and trying to get him drunk.
Harry did drink a bit of rum, but not nearly enough to even get tipsy. He didn't feel safe in the tavern, and redcoats could pop up wherever and whenever.
"Come on Green-Eyes, ye need te learn how te drink rum." Jack said. " 'Ere, I'll even pay for it!"
Harry shook his head. "No thank you Jack. I saw a few redcoats on our way here. And I am sure that they have noticed the Pearl anchored in the harbour. Soon they'll come looking."
"Joykiller. I ne'er thought a Sparrow could be a joykiller." Jack mumbled and started to down his second tankard of rum.
The green-eyed young man shook his head and looked around the tavern. Several prostitutes were eyeing both him and Jack in a hungry manner, some pirates were whispering in a corner now and then casting look their way. The bartender and the waitresses ran around with orders and no one seemed to notice the door opening. Well, not at first. But when ten redcoats entered the room most of the seemingly drunk pirates sitting around jumped up with weapons at the ready.
"Jack, redcoats!" Harry whispered thanking the gods that they were sitting in the back of the tavern close to the backdoor.
"Yeah, yeah, ye told me about them already."
"No, they're here in the tavern Jack!"
"Now ye want to take me rum as well?!"
"Keep it down you bloody idiot." Harry grabbed his ancestors chin and turned his head towards the redcoats making their way through the crowd.
"Redcoats! Why didn't ye say so?!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "What's the plan?"
"Get to the backdoor as fast and as quiet as possible then run to the Pearl." Jack slowly got up and edged towards the door and Harry followed suit.
"THERE THEY ARE!!!!!" a redcoat yelled and pointed at them.
"Forget the quiet bit." Harry said as he ducked a bullet.
"AFTER THEM!!!!"
"Yep, forget the quiet bit." Jack said as he jumped over a table. The two of them fell out the backdoor and blinked as several other redcoats came running up the alley. "Split!" the pirate-captain ordered and once they reached the main street they each went their separate ways.
Harry quickly ran down the street and towards the docks. He noticed that most of the redcoats were following him and they had two advantages. One was their number, and the other was that they knew this town like the back of their hands. He ran into a back-alley that proved to be a dead end, and looked around. He could hear the redcoats coming, the wall was too high for him to jump over and he had left his wand at the Pearl that morning not wanting to have it stolen while in town.
The only thing he could think of at the top of his head was metamorphmagi. Sending a prayer to the gods he concentrated and pictured himself in the body of a young female, a hooker. He drew his magical powers and forced them into the mental picture, then he connected this picture and the picture of himself. A second later he could feel a tingling going form his toes to the tips of his hair and when he opened his eyes again he was wearing a female dress - 'Goddamn corset!' - and had long golden hair. Then he threw himself into a pile of trash just as the redcoats came rushing into the alley.
"Hey lady, seen a boy run this way?" one asked.
"That I did," Harry replied sounding annoyed. "The brat pushed me and now me dress is ruined!"
"Where did he go?" another asked.
"Oh, he jumped over the wall." Harry got up and brushed off the dress. Then he walked up to one of the redcoats and started to fiddle with his buttons. "Ye know, why care 'bout a boy when ye can care 'bout me?" he battered his eyelashes for effect and nearly felt sick as the soldier drooled.
"No time- Dawson, get your bloody arse back here!" the leader of the redcoats grabbed the man and dragged him back to the rest of the group. "Thank you!" he called to Harry and threw him a gold coin.
Harry caught it and watched as the soldiers disappeared, then he let himself change into his normal form.
"Now that was amusin'."
His head snapped up and up. Anamaria was sitting on one of the rooftops and watched him, her eyes glittering. "Wait 'til Jack hears 'bout this!"
"One word and I swear I'll- "
"No time lad, the Pearl is ready to make way." She grabbed his hand and pulled him up on the rooftop with her. "By the way, ye make a wonderful woman."
Harry glared.
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"Always a good story that." Jack sighed and wiped the tears away.
"Speak for yerself." Harry muttered. He looked up at the sky. "It's darkening. The Interceptor II should be here soon."
The captain chuckled. "And we'll be ready for 'em."
Once again Anamaria and Gibbs shuddered at the look that Jack and Harry exchanged. Nope, definitely not good to be on their bad side.
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There, it's done. What do you think?
Thanks to:
WolfMoon, Jupiter's Light, Fiery Phoenix, Aurumlupi, HAZZAGRIFF, Jess16, chaser1, Lunawolf, Solaris Isa, I lov Redheads w/Fangs, jaded eyes, magee, ER, Angelic_devil, misty43, Rogue1615, RogueFanKC, gaul1, Digi Bonds, HarryPotter21, AltonShadefoot, Jarvey, hogosha_dou_hiniku, Lilly Goddess, SSSRoaB, Øindiel Eryn, Shadowed Chaos, Acacia Jules, insanechildfanfic, hpfunkypunk, Serpent of Light, Cr1Ms0n^D3v1L, schmidie-lee83, twin demonic angels, Harald-Mage Brianna, Andine, The Lady Reaper of the Shadows, Mikito and MikiBaby.