He simply thrust his face back into the pillow, and lightly screamed into it. He hated the fact that he would never see his crew again... never see Will, ... or Elizabeth again. He simply loathed it.
He then noticed a slip of paper placed on a pile of books at his bed's end. Curious to see what was on it, he scrambled his way over and picked it up. It read-
Mr. Jack Sparrow's Schedule
8:00 AM Care of Magical Creatures
9:30 AM Potions
11:00 AM Charms
12:30 PM Lunch
1:15 PM Transfigurations
2:30 PM Divination
4:00 PM Defense against the Dark Arts
After this, you may proceed to the great hall to eat supper with your classmates. Then, you can do whatever. Homework, study, etc. You may also want to look over these books. You have a lot of catching up to do, for you have skipped two years of education. I have spoken with the other teachers about your situation. Please take care.
Professor McGonnagle.
Jack's eyes wandered over to the rather large stack of books. He picked one up, the title said "A Third Years Guide to Defense Against the Dark Arts" by Geoffrey Bea. He paged through it, examining the contents. "Centaurs? Kelpies? Well I can see this is going to be a fun year..." He said as he put the book back.
Realizing he should get some sleep, he crawled back under the covers. He shut his eyes, still hoping it's a dream.
At seven o'clock sharp, Everyone was greatly startled by a screaming ghost that went shrieking through the rooms, screaming "GET UP! GET UP!" As soon as it flew into Jack's room, he immediately jumped up, attempting to pull out his trusty sword. It wasn't there however, in it's place was a... stick?
"Back of you ghostly thing you!" threatened Jack as he stood up on his bed, pointing the stick at the it.
The ghost gave him a strange look, and just passed through the walls to scream at the people in the next room.
"Bloody Hell, were you just going to attack Sir Nicholas?" asked a red-headed boy as he sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"I, uh, he, scared me," stuttered Jack, getting down.
"Well he's not going to hurt you, he's a ghost. Who are you exactly?" asked the boy as he got out of bed and started to slip on some robes.
"Well, I'm, uh, Cap-... Jack Sparrow. My name is Jack Sparrow." said Jack as he too started to put some robes on.
"Well I haven't seen you here before, how did you all the sudden just show up at the school?" asked the boy some more.
"Home Schooled," said Jack quickly.
"Oh. Well that's weird. Welcome to Hogwarts though, I'm Ron Weasley," he said as he held out his hand.
Jack quaintly shook it, and went back to getting ready for class.
Ah, isn't this exciting? Well, his classes will be in the next chapter. Trust me, they will be amusing! Poor Snape...