Pirates and wizards
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean or Harry Potter
Authors Note: Enjoy! Once again I'm going to jump to and fro in time.
Thanks to my good friend and beat, Paladin Steelbreaker.
chapter seven
~~~~~~*~~~~~~*{ 5 years later }*~~~~~~*~~~~~~
"FIRE!" Harry yelled and grinned. Norrington and his ship – Interceptor III – were done for. That's what happened when you messed with a Sparrow. "Board!"
Norrington's ship and crew put up a good fight, but it wasn't enough and soon Harry and the crew of the Black Pearl had them captured.
Anamaria grinned at Harry. "When's this guy gonna learn, ey, Green-Eyes?"
"Ask 'im, not me! And stop callin' me 'Green-Eyes'!" Harry replied and went under deck to the brig. There, in one of the cells, sat none other than Jack Sparrow looking thoroughly bored. "I see their 'ospitality 'asn't changed." Harry commented and unlocked the door.
"And ye arrive in the nick o' time as usual." Jack replied and accepted his beloved hat back from Harry. "Lets go, I'm beginnin' te get sick of this place."
"That I don't doubt." Harry replied and grinned once more as they came up on deck where the crew from the Pearl were holding Norrington's crew under control.
Harry had changed over the years. He was now about the same height as Jack and wore the same clothes. He had several beads in his hair, all gifts from Jack. Jack had also given him the golden tooth as a present after Harry had been in his very first fight at an inn in Tortuga and had won. He'd gotten one of the canine teeth knocked out, and Jack only grinned before dragging him off to a dentist he knew off. From Anamaria he had gotten the earring he now sported, and from their numerous plunders of ships and settlements he had acquired several rings and other things they had stashed at Isla de Muerta. Most people thought they were mental to stash their gold at the dreaded island, but it really was a very good idea as they were the only ones who even dared to come close to the place. All they had to do was make sure that their own treasure and the cursed one didn't get mixed.
"Ah, 'tis good te be back!" Jack drew a deep breath as he landed on the Pearl. "C'mon lad!" he yelled back to Harry.
"One more thing, Jack, and I'll be there!" Harry replied and turned to Norrington who was beginning to show signs of age. "Take an advice mate, and leave the Pearl and 'er crew be. Or next time I'm gonna kill ye."
"Cursed pirate!" Norrington growled. "I intend to see you hang for this!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Come on mates, back to the Pearl!" he ordered, grabbed a rope and swung over. "Where to?" he asked Jack who was standing behind the helm once again. The pirate was beginning to age as well, a few grey hairs and wrinkles had appeared over the years, otherwise he was just as hyper as ever.
"To Muerta." Jack replied. "We need some o' the money to give the Pearl a good check-up, food, water, sails, etc, and 'tis little Jack's birthday soon."
Harry grinned at the nickname Jack had given Jacqueline. "Indeed it is. She's turnin' eleven." It reminded him of his own eleventh birthday when Hagrid had come and told him about his parents and what he truly was. Lately he had missed his old friends and Hogwarts more and more. "Right-o, Capt'n. I'll tell the crew."
"Ye do that whelp, then I want ye up in the crows nest. Instead of Green- Eyes we shoulda called ye Sharp-Eyes."
"How about callin' me just Harry?" Harry suggested before going to alert the crew.
Gibbs and Anamaria smiled and shook their heads at the news.
"Ye two are impossible." The woman said. "'Ere ye are bein' chased by them HMS's, and all ye can worry 'bout is little Jack back in Port Royal."
Gibbs chuckled. "I think 'tis sweet, actually."
"Lets not start on how ye and the crew cooed o'er Hedwig when we first arrived," Harry pointed out. "Spread the word, will ye? Jack wants me up in the crows nest."
"With a good reason as well, lad." Anamaria nodded approvingly. "Ye 'ave the best eyes in the Caribbean."
"Bleh, just luck." The green-eyed young man grinned once again and started to climb. As he settled into the crows nest, Harry reflected on what the Black Pearl and her crew meant to him. Jack had become something of a father figure, albeit a very odd one. Anamaria was the mother hen onboard but only when it came to Harry, the others could go drown themselves for all she cared. Gibbs was the favourite uncle, and the rest of the crew were friends and other distant relatives. And Will and Elizabeth were the cousins. He had all his family here and didn't need anything else.
But he had to wonder what had happened to his family in the future. What had become of Voldemort? What of the Order? Were all of his friends still alive? There were so many questions. Harry had continued his magical education, and stole books about magic and whatnot whenever they were in a town that had a magic population. He taught the rest of the crew how to recognize magical things from normal ones, like what was the differences between a werewolf and a normal wolf and so on. On the way he had taken the opportunity to become animagi, something that had taken him three years. His shape was that of a magnificent golden eagle. You can bet that Jack and the rest were surprised when he suddenly changed into a bird in front of their eyes.
"We are like birds of a feather
We are two hearts joined together
We will forever be as one
My brother under the sun." He hummed to himself. It seemed appropriate.
~~~~~~*~~~~~~
"Land ho!" Harry yelled down to the deck. "We're there Jack!"
"I know lad! Now get back down 'ere and help!" came the answer and Harry rolled his eyes. Jack was perhaps even more impossible in his older days than before. Nevertheless, he took a rope and swung himself down.
Once his feet were on deck he walked over to the captain. "There's a ship followin' us." He murmured out of the corner of his mouth.
Jack nodded. "Fer how long?"
"A few hours after we attacked Norrington. I think it's the Stormeagle."
"Possible lad, very possible. And what are we s'pposed te do with that?"
Harry thought. "We could use the fog trick, but I don't think it'll work on 'em." He shook his head. "I see no way outta this one, Jack."
"Hmm, I might 'ave an idea, but 'tis playin' on luck."
"Since when 'ave ye done anythin' else but play on luck?"
"That is true, but we need the crew to agree te this idea. Gather them on deck will ye?" Jack asked and looked down at the weird compass of his again. That was the only thing Harry didn't know much about. No one knew where the pirate had gotten hold of it.
"Aye, Capt'n." Harry nodded then turned towards the deck. He whistled sharply and soon everyone were there.
"Ye sure as 'ell know how te gather people, whelp." Jack chuckled before turning towards his crew. "Right. The Stormeagle's been followin' us fer a few hours, and now's the time te decide what te do."
"I assume ye got a plan, or else ye wouldn't 'ave had youn' Green-Eyes gather us." Anamaria raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms across her chest. "Well?"
"O' course I do, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?"
"So, what be the plan?" Gibbs asked.
"Last time we visited Tortuga," Jack began, "I 'eard some very interestin' rumours. They said that the capt'n o' the Stormeagle was no other than our dearest Bootstrap Bill, the father o' youn' Will Turner. Now, 'ere's the part we need te agree 'bout. Are we goin' te let the Stormeagle come closer and pray te Lady Luck that it really is ol' Bootstrap behind the helm, or are we goin' te blast the bejesus outta them?"
Harry suddenly got and idea and ran to his cabin ignoring the weird looks he was getting. When he came back he was holding an enormous book and was leafing through it. "Jack, I 'ave an idea. In this book there's s'pposed te be a charm to ward ships against being boarded 'cept by those we invite. There's another charm that'll repel any bullets or cannonballs comin' towards us but not any that we shoot."
Jack grinned. "Yer books are useful fer once! Is it decided?" he asked the crew.
"AYE!!!!" the cry went up.
"Well then, Harry ye do yer magic and we'll fix the cannons and guns."
Harry nodded and started the chant for the protection of the ship and the crew. It took ten minutes to finish it and he needed a ten minute break. In this time the Stormeagle came closer and closer. Then he started the charm to ward the ship against boarding. "I'm done!" he yelled to Jack.
"Just in time as usual." Jack nodded towards the other ship and Harry blinked at how close it was. The pirate gave the helm over to Anamaria, then joined Harry at the rail.
The Stormeagle was a magnificent ship. She was slightly bigger than the Pearl, but that also meant that she wasn't as fast.
One of the men on the other ship leaned out over the rail once they were side by side, and yelled: "Parley!"
Harry and Jack traded looks before Jack turned back. "Alright!" he yelled back. "Parley!"
Both ships dropped anchor and a board was fitted between them so that they didn't have to swing to and fro all the time. The crew on the Pearl refused to make the first move, so it was up to the ones from the other ship to come to their territory. First came a younger man on Harry's age, he was followed by a man on Jack's age. This man wore a cloak and had his hood up so it was impossible to see his face. After this man came two others of the crew.
The barrier Harry had put up wouldn't let them closer than a foot from the ship itself, and the first young man blinked in surprise as he crashed into something invisible. "What the hell?!"
Harry looked at Jack who nodded, and lowered the barrier so that they could get on board the Pearl. Then he put it back up. Their crew watched the newcomers with their guns, daggers and cutlasses drawn. The crew on the Stormeagle didn't look too happy either.
"Whadd'ye want?" asked Jack while crossing his arms.
"So this is the Black Pearl," the hooded man walked to the rail and caressed the wood lovingly. "She's a mighty fine ship Jack."
"Who the 'ell are ye?" Jack was becoming suspicious. His eyes narrowed. Harry, who had long since learned to trust the pirate's instincts, drew his own pistol and waited.
The hooded man turned towards Harry next. "Why, Jack, I had no idea that you had a boy. He is a nice young man, isn't he?" then he turned towards the captain again. "You really don't recognize me old friend?" he asked as he pulled down his hood.
Harry blinked. This man looked like an older version of Will!
Jack gaped then grinned. "Ol' Bootstrap me friend, do that again an I will shoot ye." He turned to his crew. "Calm down mates. 'Tis Bootstrap! And Harry ain't me son, 'e's me nephew once removed or whatever." They had stuck to that story for years, and everyone but Norrington seemed to believe it. Norrington stubbornly said Harry was Jack's son, much to the amusement of said people.
"What are ye doin' 'ere Bootstrap?" Jack asked. "What 'ave ye been up to these years?"
Bootstrap looked around. "Can we talk somewhere private?"
Jack stared at him then nodded and mentioned for Harry to follow them to the captains cabin. Once they were inside Harry cast a Privacy-Spell and leaned against the door. Jack sat down in the chair and Bootstrap sat down on a chest.
"Well?"
The other man sighed. "The curse is upon me again." He said finally.
"What?"
"That blasted monkey of Barbossa's survived, and no it's back with one of the cursed medallions. Everyone from Barbossa's crew that are still alive have been cursed again, and the curse is calling them towards Isla de Muerta. Something is about to happen Jack, something bad." Bootstrap looked up at his old friend.
Jack shook his head. "That's... interestin'..." was all he managed to say.
Harry closed his eyes and concentrated. He sent out his magic and started to search for the aura of the cursed treasure. It wasn't hard to find, the whole of Isla de Muerta had a blackish aura, but nothing as dark as the aura around the Chest of Cortez. He circled around the chest searching for something that shouldn't be there, and then he saw it. The monkey.
"What's the lad doing?" Bootstrap asked and stared in surprise at the young man who was glowing slightly.
"Quiet!" Jack ordered and strained his ears. Harry had done this a few times before to discover where someone or something was, and he had learned to trust the boy in this.
"The monkey." Harry whispered. "It's by the chest. Wait! Something's happening." He concentrated even more to see what was happening, and the two other men shared a look and waited. Suddenly Harry hissed in pain and stumbled.
Jack was up and by his side at once. "What happened? What did ye see?"
"Voldemort." Harry gasped and sat down on the floor. "Voldemort is pulling the cursed pirates through time to help him in the war." He had once again lost the accent and was speaking plain English. Bootstrap blinked in surprise, not understanding anything the boy said, nor why he suddenly had no accent. "Jack, we've got to go back. He even pulled the monkey along!"
Jack closed his eyes but didn't protest. He had known this day would come, and even if Harry had become something of a son for him, he wasn't from this time and needed to take care of Voldemort before he could ever live the normal life of a pirate. "Alright, lad. We'll go, but we need te ask the crew if they want te get into this, and we need te stop by Port Royal. Do we have an accord?"
"We do." Harry smiled gratefully at the pirate-captain.
"Great, it's all great. I'm coming too!" Bootstrap spoke up. "As soon as someone explains what the hell is going on."
~~~~~~*~~~~~~
There, that's done. What do you think?
Thanks to:
chaser1, Andine, HAZZAGRIFF, Elven Warrior1, Korinna Kyorin, Jeni Black, Lunawolf, HecateDeMort, eriee, Forge, Lindiel Eryn, ladyhawk, WolfMoon, zimagesto, ReginaLucifer, DeadROses, GinnyHarryP, Mornie Utulie Mornie Alantie, ERMonkey Queen of Insanity, pensive puddles, Digi Bonds, LuluIsALobster, silver, persona non grata, walker_in_the_shadows_99, gaul1, Serpent of Light, Jupiter's Light, lauza, Lyla Snape, The Lady Reaper of the Shadows, Kevin-McKay, Dreams of Magic, Rogue1615, jaded eyes, Lyla Pendragon, mosty43, JuMiKu, Fate, SSSRoaB, tati1, jackslass, just another stupid idiot, FireSenshi2, MikiBaby, :-) and LuNa LoVeGoOd-PoTtEr.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean or Harry Potter
Authors Note: Enjoy! Once again I'm going to jump to and fro in time.
Thanks to my good friend and beat, Paladin Steelbreaker.
chapter seven
~~~~~~*~~~~~~*{ 5 years later }*~~~~~~*~~~~~~
"FIRE!" Harry yelled and grinned. Norrington and his ship – Interceptor III – were done for. That's what happened when you messed with a Sparrow. "Board!"
Norrington's ship and crew put up a good fight, but it wasn't enough and soon Harry and the crew of the Black Pearl had them captured.
Anamaria grinned at Harry. "When's this guy gonna learn, ey, Green-Eyes?"
"Ask 'im, not me! And stop callin' me 'Green-Eyes'!" Harry replied and went under deck to the brig. There, in one of the cells, sat none other than Jack Sparrow looking thoroughly bored. "I see their 'ospitality 'asn't changed." Harry commented and unlocked the door.
"And ye arrive in the nick o' time as usual." Jack replied and accepted his beloved hat back from Harry. "Lets go, I'm beginnin' te get sick of this place."
"That I don't doubt." Harry replied and grinned once more as they came up on deck where the crew from the Pearl were holding Norrington's crew under control.
Harry had changed over the years. He was now about the same height as Jack and wore the same clothes. He had several beads in his hair, all gifts from Jack. Jack had also given him the golden tooth as a present after Harry had been in his very first fight at an inn in Tortuga and had won. He'd gotten one of the canine teeth knocked out, and Jack only grinned before dragging him off to a dentist he knew off. From Anamaria he had gotten the earring he now sported, and from their numerous plunders of ships and settlements he had acquired several rings and other things they had stashed at Isla de Muerta. Most people thought they were mental to stash their gold at the dreaded island, but it really was a very good idea as they were the only ones who even dared to come close to the place. All they had to do was make sure that their own treasure and the cursed one didn't get mixed.
"Ah, 'tis good te be back!" Jack drew a deep breath as he landed on the Pearl. "C'mon lad!" he yelled back to Harry.
"One more thing, Jack, and I'll be there!" Harry replied and turned to Norrington who was beginning to show signs of age. "Take an advice mate, and leave the Pearl and 'er crew be. Or next time I'm gonna kill ye."
"Cursed pirate!" Norrington growled. "I intend to see you hang for this!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Come on mates, back to the Pearl!" he ordered, grabbed a rope and swung over. "Where to?" he asked Jack who was standing behind the helm once again. The pirate was beginning to age as well, a few grey hairs and wrinkles had appeared over the years, otherwise he was just as hyper as ever.
"To Muerta." Jack replied. "We need some o' the money to give the Pearl a good check-up, food, water, sails, etc, and 'tis little Jack's birthday soon."
Harry grinned at the nickname Jack had given Jacqueline. "Indeed it is. She's turnin' eleven." It reminded him of his own eleventh birthday when Hagrid had come and told him about his parents and what he truly was. Lately he had missed his old friends and Hogwarts more and more. "Right-o, Capt'n. I'll tell the crew."
"Ye do that whelp, then I want ye up in the crows nest. Instead of Green- Eyes we shoulda called ye Sharp-Eyes."
"How about callin' me just Harry?" Harry suggested before going to alert the crew.
Gibbs and Anamaria smiled and shook their heads at the news.
"Ye two are impossible." The woman said. "'Ere ye are bein' chased by them HMS's, and all ye can worry 'bout is little Jack back in Port Royal."
Gibbs chuckled. "I think 'tis sweet, actually."
"Lets not start on how ye and the crew cooed o'er Hedwig when we first arrived," Harry pointed out. "Spread the word, will ye? Jack wants me up in the crows nest."
"With a good reason as well, lad." Anamaria nodded approvingly. "Ye 'ave the best eyes in the Caribbean."
"Bleh, just luck." The green-eyed young man grinned once again and started to climb. As he settled into the crows nest, Harry reflected on what the Black Pearl and her crew meant to him. Jack had become something of a father figure, albeit a very odd one. Anamaria was the mother hen onboard but only when it came to Harry, the others could go drown themselves for all she cared. Gibbs was the favourite uncle, and the rest of the crew were friends and other distant relatives. And Will and Elizabeth were the cousins. He had all his family here and didn't need anything else.
But he had to wonder what had happened to his family in the future. What had become of Voldemort? What of the Order? Were all of his friends still alive? There were so many questions. Harry had continued his magical education, and stole books about magic and whatnot whenever they were in a town that had a magic population. He taught the rest of the crew how to recognize magical things from normal ones, like what was the differences between a werewolf and a normal wolf and so on. On the way he had taken the opportunity to become animagi, something that had taken him three years. His shape was that of a magnificent golden eagle. You can bet that Jack and the rest were surprised when he suddenly changed into a bird in front of their eyes.
"We are like birds of a feather
We are two hearts joined together
We will forever be as one
My brother under the sun." He hummed to himself. It seemed appropriate.
~~~~~~*~~~~~~
"Land ho!" Harry yelled down to the deck. "We're there Jack!"
"I know lad! Now get back down 'ere and help!" came the answer and Harry rolled his eyes. Jack was perhaps even more impossible in his older days than before. Nevertheless, he took a rope and swung himself down.
Once his feet were on deck he walked over to the captain. "There's a ship followin' us." He murmured out of the corner of his mouth.
Jack nodded. "Fer how long?"
"A few hours after we attacked Norrington. I think it's the Stormeagle."
"Possible lad, very possible. And what are we s'pposed te do with that?"
Harry thought. "We could use the fog trick, but I don't think it'll work on 'em." He shook his head. "I see no way outta this one, Jack."
"Hmm, I might 'ave an idea, but 'tis playin' on luck."
"Since when 'ave ye done anythin' else but play on luck?"
"That is true, but we need the crew to agree te this idea. Gather them on deck will ye?" Jack asked and looked down at the weird compass of his again. That was the only thing Harry didn't know much about. No one knew where the pirate had gotten hold of it.
"Aye, Capt'n." Harry nodded then turned towards the deck. He whistled sharply and soon everyone were there.
"Ye sure as 'ell know how te gather people, whelp." Jack chuckled before turning towards his crew. "Right. The Stormeagle's been followin' us fer a few hours, and now's the time te decide what te do."
"I assume ye got a plan, or else ye wouldn't 'ave had youn' Green-Eyes gather us." Anamaria raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms across her chest. "Well?"
"O' course I do, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?"
"So, what be the plan?" Gibbs asked.
"Last time we visited Tortuga," Jack began, "I 'eard some very interestin' rumours. They said that the capt'n o' the Stormeagle was no other than our dearest Bootstrap Bill, the father o' youn' Will Turner. Now, 'ere's the part we need te agree 'bout. Are we goin' te let the Stormeagle come closer and pray te Lady Luck that it really is ol' Bootstrap behind the helm, or are we goin' te blast the bejesus outta them?"
Harry suddenly got and idea and ran to his cabin ignoring the weird looks he was getting. When he came back he was holding an enormous book and was leafing through it. "Jack, I 'ave an idea. In this book there's s'pposed te be a charm to ward ships against being boarded 'cept by those we invite. There's another charm that'll repel any bullets or cannonballs comin' towards us but not any that we shoot."
Jack grinned. "Yer books are useful fer once! Is it decided?" he asked the crew.
"AYE!!!!" the cry went up.
"Well then, Harry ye do yer magic and we'll fix the cannons and guns."
Harry nodded and started the chant for the protection of the ship and the crew. It took ten minutes to finish it and he needed a ten minute break. In this time the Stormeagle came closer and closer. Then he started the charm to ward the ship against boarding. "I'm done!" he yelled to Jack.
"Just in time as usual." Jack nodded towards the other ship and Harry blinked at how close it was. The pirate gave the helm over to Anamaria, then joined Harry at the rail.
The Stormeagle was a magnificent ship. She was slightly bigger than the Pearl, but that also meant that she wasn't as fast.
One of the men on the other ship leaned out over the rail once they were side by side, and yelled: "Parley!"
Harry and Jack traded looks before Jack turned back. "Alright!" he yelled back. "Parley!"
Both ships dropped anchor and a board was fitted between them so that they didn't have to swing to and fro all the time. The crew on the Pearl refused to make the first move, so it was up to the ones from the other ship to come to their territory. First came a younger man on Harry's age, he was followed by a man on Jack's age. This man wore a cloak and had his hood up so it was impossible to see his face. After this man came two others of the crew.
The barrier Harry had put up wouldn't let them closer than a foot from the ship itself, and the first young man blinked in surprise as he crashed into something invisible. "What the hell?!"
Harry looked at Jack who nodded, and lowered the barrier so that they could get on board the Pearl. Then he put it back up. Their crew watched the newcomers with their guns, daggers and cutlasses drawn. The crew on the Stormeagle didn't look too happy either.
"Whadd'ye want?" asked Jack while crossing his arms.
"So this is the Black Pearl," the hooded man walked to the rail and caressed the wood lovingly. "She's a mighty fine ship Jack."
"Who the 'ell are ye?" Jack was becoming suspicious. His eyes narrowed. Harry, who had long since learned to trust the pirate's instincts, drew his own pistol and waited.
The hooded man turned towards Harry next. "Why, Jack, I had no idea that you had a boy. He is a nice young man, isn't he?" then he turned towards the captain again. "You really don't recognize me old friend?" he asked as he pulled down his hood.
Harry blinked. This man looked like an older version of Will!
Jack gaped then grinned. "Ol' Bootstrap me friend, do that again an I will shoot ye." He turned to his crew. "Calm down mates. 'Tis Bootstrap! And Harry ain't me son, 'e's me nephew once removed or whatever." They had stuck to that story for years, and everyone but Norrington seemed to believe it. Norrington stubbornly said Harry was Jack's son, much to the amusement of said people.
"What are ye doin' 'ere Bootstrap?" Jack asked. "What 'ave ye been up to these years?"
Bootstrap looked around. "Can we talk somewhere private?"
Jack stared at him then nodded and mentioned for Harry to follow them to the captains cabin. Once they were inside Harry cast a Privacy-Spell and leaned against the door. Jack sat down in the chair and Bootstrap sat down on a chest.
"Well?"
The other man sighed. "The curse is upon me again." He said finally.
"What?"
"That blasted monkey of Barbossa's survived, and no it's back with one of the cursed medallions. Everyone from Barbossa's crew that are still alive have been cursed again, and the curse is calling them towards Isla de Muerta. Something is about to happen Jack, something bad." Bootstrap looked up at his old friend.
Jack shook his head. "That's... interestin'..." was all he managed to say.
Harry closed his eyes and concentrated. He sent out his magic and started to search for the aura of the cursed treasure. It wasn't hard to find, the whole of Isla de Muerta had a blackish aura, but nothing as dark as the aura around the Chest of Cortez. He circled around the chest searching for something that shouldn't be there, and then he saw it. The monkey.
"What's the lad doing?" Bootstrap asked and stared in surprise at the young man who was glowing slightly.
"Quiet!" Jack ordered and strained his ears. Harry had done this a few times before to discover where someone or something was, and he had learned to trust the boy in this.
"The monkey." Harry whispered. "It's by the chest. Wait! Something's happening." He concentrated even more to see what was happening, and the two other men shared a look and waited. Suddenly Harry hissed in pain and stumbled.
Jack was up and by his side at once. "What happened? What did ye see?"
"Voldemort." Harry gasped and sat down on the floor. "Voldemort is pulling the cursed pirates through time to help him in the war." He had once again lost the accent and was speaking plain English. Bootstrap blinked in surprise, not understanding anything the boy said, nor why he suddenly had no accent. "Jack, we've got to go back. He even pulled the monkey along!"
Jack closed his eyes but didn't protest. He had known this day would come, and even if Harry had become something of a son for him, he wasn't from this time and needed to take care of Voldemort before he could ever live the normal life of a pirate. "Alright, lad. We'll go, but we need te ask the crew if they want te get into this, and we need te stop by Port Royal. Do we have an accord?"
"We do." Harry smiled gratefully at the pirate-captain.
"Great, it's all great. I'm coming too!" Bootstrap spoke up. "As soon as someone explains what the hell is going on."
~~~~~~*~~~~~~
There, that's done. What do you think?
Thanks to:
chaser1, Andine, HAZZAGRIFF, Elven Warrior1, Korinna Kyorin, Jeni Black, Lunawolf, HecateDeMort, eriee, Forge, Lindiel Eryn, ladyhawk, WolfMoon, zimagesto, ReginaLucifer, DeadROses, GinnyHarryP, Mornie Utulie Mornie Alantie, ERMonkey Queen of Insanity, pensive puddles, Digi Bonds, LuluIsALobster, silver, persona non grata, walker_in_the_shadows_99, gaul1, Serpent of Light, Jupiter's Light, lauza, Lyla Snape, The Lady Reaper of the Shadows, Kevin-McKay, Dreams of Magic, Rogue1615, jaded eyes, Lyla Pendragon, mosty43, JuMiKu, Fate, SSSRoaB, tati1, jackslass, just another stupid idiot, FireSenshi2, MikiBaby, :-) and LuNa LoVeGoOd-PoTtEr.