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?

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot and a few OC's.

A/N: I wanted to thank all of those who read and review this story! The reviews really make my day. Oh and sorry for the long wait guys.

Chapter 5: A Light in the Black Tunnel

The first thing that Ginny noticed the following morning was a beautiful white rose. It lay on her bed, together with a letter. Now, you may think that the first thing Ginny thought when she saw the rose was who sent it to her. No, she knew the answer to that question. The first thing that Ginny thought that morning was:

Had he been in my room again?

The thought of the young Prince made Ginny's stomach explode with butterflies, which of course she ignored and blamed it on herself being hungry. Last nights events left Ginny with so many unanswered question that she longed to ask. Why did he kidnap her? It was obvious that the prince didn't even think of a war between Hogwarts Land and Pirate Land. Her family didn't have any enemies, so that was out of question.

Then why?

Before she could ponder too much about it, the door opened slowly, making Ginny get up from the bed quickly. With trembling hands, the princess reached for the knife and prepared herself for another row with the prince. It was as if she was destined to fight with him. But being friends with him was beyond impossible.

The door cracked open and a head popped in. It was a girl around Ginny's age with bushy brown hair and beautiful chocolate eyes. In an instant, Ginny knew that that girl would be an ally and not an enemy so she let the knife fall down the floor.

The girl's head disappeared again and Ginny raised her eyebrows. She quietly sat down the bed and waited. The girl appeared again but this time, she entered the room fully. She was not a servant, Ginny knew, because of the beautiful dress and jewelry she wore. Before Ginny could say something, the girl drew her finger to her lips. She wanted Ginny to be quiet. Ginny watched in amazement as the girl took a long wooden wand out of thin air and made a silencing charm around the room.

"There!" said the girl, a triumphant gleam in her warm eyes. "That's better now, isn't it?"

Ginny could only nod stupidly. The girl laughed and it made Ginny feel more confident around her, so she asked:

"Not to be rude or anything, but who are you?"

The girl smiled again and joined Ginny on the bed. Her eyes scanned the room carefully, making sure that the portraits of Harry's parents were still deep asleep and answered:

"My name is Hermione. Hermione Granger. You don't need to tell me yours Princess. I know it all too well. I have read everything about your family and I'm quite pleased of what they had managed along the years. If I'm correct, I believe that it was them who made peace between the pirates and your people."

Ginny was struck by the knowledge of this mysterious girl. She seemed to be intelligent and she seemed to love to know it all.

"Yes, they have." Answered Ginny a little unsure of what to respond.

"Don't worry, I'm your friend. I want to help you. But don't tell anyone. If Harry finds out, he'll kill me." Hermione's eyes were fixed on Ginny, noticing her cringe at the mention of Harry's name. "Did he do anything to you?" asked Hermione, looking a little mad. Ginny had to admit, she was intimidating when she was mad.

"No, it's just…" Ginny sighed, not knowing from where to start. "I don't understand him. Last night he seemed so cruel, so cold, yet he seemed attracted somehow by me. I can't explain it, I can't explain him." Ginny tried to hide her blush at the word 'attracted'. It was inappropriate for a princess to talk so freely with someone that wasn't her family.

Hermione seemed thoughtful for a moment but then she smiled knowingly. Ginny knew then that she didn't like that smile. It meant that Hermione knew something Ginny didn't.

"I just… feel so alone here. I miss my family and I am scared by him yet angry at him. I hate him." Said Ginny, closing her eyes and trying to control her passionate outburst.

"I understand. I was against him kidnapping you and I want to help you." Ginny's eyes snapped open and she stared at Hermione in disbelief.

"You want to help me?"

"Yes, I do. And I will help you. I will help you so that you can return to your family." Hermione's eyes widened as she heard footsteps coming towards Ginny's room.

"I have to go now. Wait for my next signal. And don't forget: you are not alone." Ginny nodded and Hermione took the charm off the room and quickly went out of the room, quietly closing the door behind her.

Ginny sighed, lying down on the bed. She looked up at the ceiling and her eyes widened. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Ginny knew that the ceiling was bewitched so that it could show the sky and it so seemed that that day's sky was cloudless and beautifully blue. Smiling, she sat up and her eyes scanned the room, trying to find something interesting to read. The princess was very bored. Her eyes stopped on the letter she had received from the prince that morning. Taking it carefully from the table, she opened it. On the yellow page stood only a small sentence written in black ink:

"A beautiful flower for you, princess, is my way to wish you 'Good Morning'."

Ginny couldn't help it: she was smiling and her eyes were filled with happiness. Never had anyone, apart from her father and brothers, given her something as beautiful as a white rose. It was her favorite flower, not that the prince knew. Or did he?

Ginny smiled even more widely and dropped on the bed. Maybe the prince wasn't as bad as she had thought. She took the white rose from the table and lay down again on the bed, letting the letter drop on the floor. Looking at the clear sky and smelling the rose made her forget for a moment where she was, who she was and who he was. Ginny closed her eyes, enjoying the smell of the flower, She knew that smell. It was the smell of Harry Potter, prince of the Pirates.

A/N: Hey guys! I'm sorry for updating so late. I wanted to make this longer but I really don't have anytime now. I just made this small update for you guys, for all my readers.

Until next time!

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