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Chapter 15: Welcome to the Caribbean, Love

The sun beamed down on Jack and Hermione. She wished it would hide between the clouds. Her world at the moment was anything but sunny. Jack walked behind Hermione as the arrived on the island. It was awfully familiar to Jack.

"So now what?" Hermione asked Jack, not exposing her face.

"Hmmm.." Jack thought for a moment. He began to jump on the island surface. Hermione followed his path, but remained standing.

"What in Merlin's Beard are you doing?"

"Wha?"

"Sorry bout that."

"It's ok. Never heard that expression before." he continued to jump.

"You never answered my question."

"...Looking..for..something." he slurred. She became suspicious of what exactly that something was. After two minutes, he stopped jumping. He found what he was looking for. He removed the sand from the spot he stopped at. There lied two handles of some sort.

"And what might be contained in there that is so important?" Hermione snapped.

"Um..you'll see, love." He used the handles to lift the doors that were attached to them. Jack went down into the pit. He came back up with two bottles of rum.

"RUM?" Hermione was enraged. "After one of my friends dies, that is all you can search for on this stupid island? Oh god. We will never leave this god forsaken place."

"Welcome to the Caribbean, love" He handed her a bottle and walked away. Hermione stared at his departure and then squated down in the sand. She placed the bottle beside her. All she could think about was how Ron was. Gone. And she could have done something. But the cruel pirates made her watch his death. Grief filled her heart.

I didn't do anything wrong..but..I didn't love him...when I should have.

A tear slide down her cheek. She was helpless. And could do nothing about it but cry. Hermione buried her tear filled face with her arms. She sobbed. Missing the one person who she took for granted.

Meanwhile, Jack was having a semi blast. He put the bottle to his lips and watched the liquid go into his mouth.

It's what I did before on this spit of land. And she can't change that.

He began to sing a Pirate's life for Me. His body spun around until his face hit the sand. Bottle still in hand. He looked up. Through his eyes, he saw the lady crying. He stumbled over and fell by her side.

"Go away, Jack!" she looked up at him. Tears still in tact on her face. "I want to be alone."

"No you don't" he drawled. He got up.

"You're drunk."

"I know."Jack moved closer to Hermione. "You need to feel relaxed for once. You are so uptight at times."

"WHAT?" she hissed.

"You can be at times."

"You mean it?"

"Every word, love."

"So how should I in your words relax?" He wiped the tears from her face. He found the rum bottle he gave to her. He put it back in her hands.

"This."

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(AN: Some Hours later...)

The rum had taken its effect. Jack and Hermione were dancing around a bonfire they started.

"And really bad eggs, Drink up me hearties, yo ho!" they sang in drunk chorus.

"I love this song!" Jack shouted. "And you of course, love."

Hermione was only semi shocked at the staement, but didn't care. They spun until they fell into the sand. Hermione laughed. The two got up.

"That was...woah..." Hermione giggled.

"Yeah ." They took their bottles. Jack put his arm around Hermione. I wouldn't want to be stranded with anyone else but her..

"To the Black Pearl. He motioned for a toast. "You and me. We will be together on the boat and will sing this song over and over again." Hermione smiled. "And I'll be captain. And you will be mine."

I like the sound of that...even if we are intoxicated.

"To Freedom." She raised her bottle. Their bottles clanged.

"To Freedom." He kissed Hermione on the lips. And she returned the kiss.

AN: PLease Read and Review. I heard the reactions from the last 2 chapters. And i know. But I had to. For the story's sake. Next Chapter up soon. Announcement in 3 chapters!