Me: ACK! I haven't updated for a WEEK! Well, here's Elizabeth to answer the reviews.

Elizabeth: First off, monkeybother: thank you for saying that it's the best!

Densetzu no Gaizen: First, if I got rid of Melissa, the story would have no point. Second, NEVA! MUHAHAHAHA!

white rose-black stem: Thanks so much! Here's that update!

Kiss Death Black: Seeing as this is now an HP crossover, HERE HE IS!

faith: He wasn't thinking clearly.

Heather: One, I DON'T KNOW IF SHE'LL FALL FOR HIM. And 2, HERE HE IS!

No: NEVA!

Smithy: She MIGHT fall for him.

Elven-Roariar-Jeavryn: ANOTHER ONE!

Disclaimer: I don't own PotC or Harry Potter.

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"Hello, everyone," said the person, straitening up. Melissa gasped.

"Who are you?" she said quietly, yet sounding scared. He swept long, raven- black hair from his face.

"My name is-"

Someone crashing through the window interrupted him. The new person straightened up. He was soaking wet and he had bright red hair. He was wearing a white shirt that was just wet enough to show everyone large muscles.

"FRED!" the man yelled. Melissa slapped her hand onto his mouth and listened, expecting to hear footsteps thundering towards the room. It was silent. She took her hand away, glaring at him.

"Who are you?" she asked again.

"My name is Sirius Black," the man said dignifiedly. "And HE is Fred Weasley."

He pointed at the young man who looked to be about 13 or 14. Melissa stuck out her hand.

"Melissa Sparrow," she said, shaking Fred's hand.

"Will Turner."

"Elizabeth Turner."

"John Turner."

They all introduced each other and shook hands with Fred and Sirius.

"Where are we?" Fred asked, looking around.

"The Black Pearl. Why are you two here? Do you KNOW what Barbossa will do to you?" Melissa asked testily.

"Who is Barbassa?" Sirius asked.

"Let me put it this way: Barbossa will go to any means to get his way."

"In other words…?"

"Pure evil."

Fred glanced at Sirius when he thought that no one was looking (A/N: ooohh! What's it about?). Melissa wondered what it was about when she heard footsteps coming towards the room.

"Hide!" she hissed at Fred and Sirius and shoved them into a closet. Just in time, too. At that moment, the door flew open and Ragetti (A/N: the guy with the wooden eyeball) walked in, twirling his gun.

"What?" Melissa asked, annoyed.

"The captain sent me. He heard voices."

"In his head, or in this room?" Melissa inquired. Ragetti sneered at her. He stomped out, slamming the door behind him. Melissa let Fred and Sirius out.

"That was Ragetti." Melissa explained to them while Sirius peeled off a pair of underwear from his head.

"Did he have a wooden eyeball?" Fred asked disgustedly.

"Yes."

Then, Barbossa stormed in. He stopped, a smile crossing his face at the sight of Fred and Sirius.

"Do ye know what we do with trespassers?" he asked Fred and Sirius.

"No," Sirius said, looking slightly scared.

Barbossa smiled evilly as he took out his gun.

"We shoot 'em."

Melissa's eyes widened, and she jumped in front of them.

"If you want to kill Fred and Sirius, you'll have to kill me too," she said. Fred smiled and stepped out from behind her, taking out his wand. Barbossa threw back his head and laughed evilly.

"Are ye goin' to PROD me to death?"

"Nope," said Fred simply and shouted, "IMPEDIMENTA!"

Barbossa crumpled to the ground in a heap. Melissa stared at the wand and slowly inched away.

"What. Is that. THING?" she asked, pointing to the wand.

"A wand," Fred said. "You know, casting magic spells, all that jazz."

"Whoa," said John disbelievingly.

"I GUESS you could call it strange, but to me, it's perfectly normal."

"So that means," Melissa said slowly. "That you're a wizard?"

"Yep."

…

Jack ran to the last pub on the island. He had already checked every other pub, and he was getting desperate.

'Besides,' he thought. 'If I don't hurry, Melissa could be…'

He didn't let himself finish the thought and instead ran into the pub. He immediately spotted Mr. Gibbs, and he looked sober. Then again, it DID take a LOT of rum to get him drunk. Jack raced over to him.

"Gibbs," he said in a low voice. "Melissa has been kidnapped."

"WHAT!" Mr. Gibbs exploded. "We have to find her!"

"My point exactly."

They ran out of the bar and raced to Gibbs house to talk with the others. They needed a plan.

A/N: YES, it's a new chapter! I'm sorry to all those who loathe crossovers, but I didn't get any feedback to who that person should've been, and I couldn't think of anyone else! REVIEW and flames will be used to toast marshmallows.