Sorry it took so long, they'll be coming in quicker now.

Chapter 2. The Capture

Harry woke up with a blinding headache. He tried to stand up and conjure a hangover potion.

"Too much rum… ughhh" was his first coherent thought. His second one was, 'Ivenso. Ivenso.' He snatched the potion out of the air and drunk it all at once. He smiled as all the hangoverness drained out of his head. He got up and walked up the stairs, to find jack at the wheel, Ginny sleeping in a hammock, and Anamaria up the mast. Jack motioned him over.

"Ya see this, lad?" he said, looking at the sea. "This is what we live for, us pirates. The sea is what we live for, just like wizards live for... well, what do ye live for?"

"Every body lives for something different. Me? I live for freedom?" Harry said.

"Ah." Jack replied. "But to keep that freedom you have to know your boundaries. How good are you with a sword?" He said, drawing his sword. Harry drew his own. "ANAMARIA!" He called. She scampered down. "Me and ol' Green-eyes are going teh have a fight. Call it off if it gets out o' 'and, will ye?" She scowled but nodded.

"Aaaaaand, go!" She said. Jack lunged at Harry who dodged and swung his blade round to the side. Jack parried that by pushing it down and slashing his arm. The fight continued, and the crew was woken up by clangs and whacks and "owwwwwwwwwwwwww's" Gibbs and Cotton got up but the rest just rolled over and covered their ears. By the time the two crew members got up jack had Harry pinned down on the ground, sword to his throat.

"Do you yield?" He asked. Harry nodded. They both pick themselves up. They had various scarps and cuts, nothing that couldn't be healed quickly. Ginny ran over, took out her wand and said,

"Gambarda" all their cuts faded away.

"That was good lad; you'll get better with time. Now before we move on, you need to get decent clothes. There are some of will's old ones in the cabin. Why don't you put those on?" He left no room for argument. Harry nodded and went and changed. When he cam out he was wearing almost the same attire as Jack.

"Ok, lad. Pirates in yer blood so you're going to learn how to be one."

Hogwarts

"Ahh. That is where you come in, Severus." Albus said, Twinkle brighter than ever. "It will take time, but in a couple of months you should be able to use the crystals to get Mr. Potter and Ms. Weasley and bring them back." Severus sneered.

"And why have you given me that job?" He asked.

"You won't be missed." Said the headmaster. "What will happen is this. We have to key Severus signature into the stones, so he can use them. That will take about a month. After that, you just have to go back, find them, and bring them home."

S.P.A.R.R.O.W.

"Land ho! Land ho! Land ho! Land ho! Land-,"

"Someone better shut up that bloody bird or I'll shut it up me self!" Harry stormed out and looked for the offending parrot. The noise stopped. "Jack!"

"Over here!" Jack was at the wheel.

"We're coming up to port royal, Jack. Looks like Norrington is sending a ship." They were almost into the bay, and they could see a large ship quite close too them and getting closer.

"Aye, I saw that. He's seen this ship before and knows who I am... but we can handle them."

"We can?" Harry asked. Turned out that he couldn't.

Jack stared out to the sea, sitting on the steps.

"Bugger. Out of all of them, he just had to be taken..." Anamaria sat down.

"We'll get him back. Little Green-eyes always pulls through." Jack put his rum bottle down.

"I'll do anything I can." Anamaria rolled her eyes.

"What won't you do?" Ginny leaned against the rail.

"Come home, Harry."

Harry was captured by Norrington about halfway through the fight. He was thrown into the ships dungeon and locked in their. Norrington was coming down the stairs. He eyed Harry with distain.

"I wasn't lying when I said I wouldn't hesitate to hang you the next time I saw you." Harry gave a bitter laugh.

"I know you weren't. But then again, you lobsters are all programmed to do the same thing." He gave a lopsided grin, the one so similar to jacks own.

"You are a pirate!" He spat the word 'pirate' as if it was something foul. "It's my job to make sure there aren't any pirates so that the navy can get across safely!" Harry exploded.

"You and your navy! I don't bloody care! I just want to see the friend I once befriended!" James leaned in close. He spoke in soft tones, threatening the younger man.

"Face it, Sparrow. I am a commodore. You are a pirate. I highly doubt that there will ever be friendship between us again." He swept out of the room, leaving a thoughtful Harold Sparrow behind. About half an hour later Harry was being dragged out of the ship by three burly men. He was dragged through the entire town, and everyone came out to have a look at him. Commodore Norrington was in front.

"Where are you taking me?" Harry asked. James looked at him.

"To the Fort." Harry tried to walk at the same pace as the guards but he was pushed behind them. The reached the fort quite quickly, and he was shoved into a small room and locked in. He sat back on the straw. All he could do now was wait.

Elizabeth Turner watched in shock as Commodore Norrington and three red coats dragged a boy no older than sixteen into the fort. The boy had dirt smeared on his face and messed hair. She watched as who she thought was a good man struck a boy down and into the dungeons. He was wearing similar attire to what she had seen Jack Sparrow wear two years ago.

"Come on, Will." She said and ran after the officers. "If you're not here soon I'll kill Mr. Brown..." She saw them throw the young man into a cell and rounded on them.

"Commodore!" Shed cried. "Are you out of your mind?" James looked confused.

"What?" He said. The three thugs left.

"Looking up an innocent child! I thought you were better than that!" Norrington rounded on her.

"Innocent?! He's a pirate! He's a Sparrow!" Elizabeth gasped. She didn't know Jack had a relative!

"He's a Sparrow?" She inquired. Norrington gave an annoyed sigh.

"Yes." He said. "He's a Sparrow. I thought that since you know one Jack Sparrow," He spat out the name like a bad word, "You might know him. That's why I called for you."

"You capture a young boy! What are you going to do if I don't know him?!" She asked, her brown eyes sparking in anger.

"My guess is that we'll mark him and hang him. He is a pirate, after all." He said. Elizabeth huffed.

"And what proof do you have?"

"He was on Jack Sparrow's ship, and he wasn't exactly locked up. He was captured fighting my men! How much more pirate can you get?" Elizabeth closed her eyes ands counted to ten.

"Take me to him."

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