Pirate Love

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is the Prince of the Pirates. One day, he finds out that his enemy, Draco Malfoy is going to marry princess Ginny Weasley of Gryffindor kingdom. Wanting revenge on Malfoy, he kidnaps the Princess. Will the young princess show the pirate the meaning of true love?

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Chapter 4: The Room of Memories

The Princess of Gryffindor kingdom groaned. Her throat was dry and her head hurt like hell. With her eyes closed, she slowly reached towards her night's table, trying to take a hold of the glass of water that she usually put there, before going to sleep. Strangely enough, all she reached was a fluffy pillow. Extending her hand farther, she reached a small wooden table. Her hand caught something cold, something made of metal and silver. Surprised and curious, her fingers danced on the object. The Princess withdrew her hand quickly, though, because she had felt a sharp pain in her index finger. Sitting upright on the bed and finally opening her eyes, she saw a small droplet of crimson blood on her finger. Taking a quick look at the object of metal that had cut her finger, she found it to be a long and sharp silver knife. Before she could think of it any further, dizziness overcame her, forcing her to lie down. Closing her chocolate eyes again, she tenderly put her bleeding finger into her mouth and relaxed.

Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, the yesterday events came flooding back to her, making her open her eyes quickly and sit up as if the bed had burned her. Now she could remember everything vividly: the shadow next to her window, the three boys, pirate boys, the third boy covering her mouth and nose with a white cloth and then the blackness.

She looked down at her white dress and found it to be dirty and ripped. Panic filled her entire body and question after question hit her like a storm. It hadn't been just a nightmare. It was reality… It was the most horrible reality. She had only felt this useless once and it was when her father had announced her engagement to Draco. Her eyes desperately searched the room, looking for an escape. The princess searched frantically, even though she knew, from books, that pirates were not stupid. They were thieves of treasures, gold. They were thirsty of power and they didn't have any mercy of anyone that crossed their path. They had no manners, and they lived traveling on the sea for years or on small islands. It was useless: they were far too clever. They knew that the first thing she would do was search for an open window or an open door. But, as she had expected, she found none.

While searching, her eyes drank in small details of the room. She found it to be rather large and it was painted in emerald green. Strangely, her favorite color was emerald. She almost cracked a wry smile at the irony of the situation. The floor was made of think, dark brown wood and a fluffy emerald carpet covered it. The bed that the princess was lying on was a four-poster bed with huge white pillows. The curtains around the bed were made of dark emerald silk and the princess ran her long, delicate fingers over it for a while, enjoying the feeling of it under her fingers. On the walls were two very large portraits. One was of a very beautiful woman with fiery red hair and gorgeous emerald eyes and the other was of a handsome man with messy black hair, warm hazel eyes and round glasses. The both of them seemed very friendly and their smiles were full of warmth. It made Ginny feel peaceful inside and she could feel a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Next on the wall was a big grandfather clock. Ginny vaguely noticed that it was three hours past midnight. The walls were also covered in all kind of maps but Ginny didn't really pay attention to them. Knives and swords were hanging on the wall. They seemed very old and very sharp. Ginny reached out to touch one of them but quickly withdrew her hand. It was not a good idea to even touch those things. The room suddenly turned to the left, making Ginny loose her balance and fall into a chair. When it had all calmed down, Ginny moved towards a small window and climbed on the chair so she could see what was happening better. There was the sound of waves and the scent of salty water coming from it, once the princess had opened the window.

What greeted Ginny was far more beautiful than she had expected: the full moon shone above them, glistering in the ocean.

So they were traveling on the ocean, thought Ginny sadly. Home was far away…

Home… the thought struck her quickly. Her family… what would they do once they found her missing? Ginny nearly cried out in despair. Images of her mother crying while her father tried to comfort her, keeping his own tears in check, flooded in her mind. Now, she was more determined to get out of there. But even if she managed to get out of that room, how could she reach home? She would have to swim but after some swimming she would get tired and drown. And there were all kind of dangerous creatures in the ocean. Ginny shook her head. No… that was not an option.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" asked a kind feminine voice behind the young princess. Ginny fell off of the chair in shock. She frantically searched the room for people but she couldn't find any. What the hell was happening?

"Up here." The voice spoke again and Ginny looked up. The woman in the portrait was talking to her. Ginny sighed relief, though curiosity was slowly welling up inside her. She didn't know that pirates also had talking portraits.

The woman smiled at her and Ginny found herself smiling back at the woman. She instantly felt guilty. How could she smile in a moment like this?

"Come closer, dear. Don't be shy." Ginny almost snorted in a very un-ladylike manner. Her? Shy? Ginny Weasley and shy in the same sentence just didn't work. But nevertheless, she approached the portrait.

Taking a closer look at the woman, Ginny was a little surprised to see that they both looked somewhat alike. The woman spoke again, taking Ginny out of her thoughts:

"Where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself. Being here for so long, only with James and sometimes Harry to keep me company, makes me forget my manners. My name is Lily Evans Potter. What is your name dear?" The woman, Lily, smiled at her again, and Ginny reluctantly answered her:

"My name is Ginevra Molly Weasley, princess of Gryffindor Kingdom, heir to the throne. It's a pleasure to meet you." Ginny bowed to Lily, making Lily laugh. Ginny assumed that James must be the man from the other portrait, though she didn't know who this Harry was. She decided that it wouldn't hurt to ask:

"You mentioned a name. Harry, I think. Who is this Harry?" asked Ginny in a curious voice. Lily seemed a little surprised that she didn't know who this Harry was but she seemed to recover quickly. Lily asked Ginny in a puzzled voice:

"You don't know who Harry is? I thought that perhaps you were his girlfriend." Lily sighed, seeming disappointed that Ginny wasn't Harry's girlfriend. "Harry James Potter is the Prince of Pirate Land and he is also my son. Surely you must have heard of him." Ginny shook her head, trying to keep her anger from shoving. So this Harry Potter imprisoned her. Now that she knew his name, she would start making an escape plan and now she knew who her enemy was.

Before she could reply, a dark figure emerged from the shadows of the room. Ginny panicked. Someone had been watching her all along. Watching her every move and waiting. Waiting to strike. Waiting to kill her?

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