The Island of Doom

Declaimer: Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true... Somewhere over the rainbow I would own PotC, Wizard of Oz, and Harry Potter. To my greatest disappointment, this is not somewhere over the rainbow.

There's No Place Like Hogwarts

A black-haired boy with a large snowy owl on his wrist, and brown-haired smart-looking girl, and a red-haired boy and girl appeared on deck two feet away. They were clutching an old potion bottle.

"I-I don't think the Portkey worked," the black-haired boy stammered.

"Obviously not!" the smart-looking girl snapped.

"Who are you?" Jack asked for the second time in minutes.

All four of them jumped. Apparently they hadn't noticed everyone else. The red-haired girl, who looked the boldest of the lot, took a step forward.

"This is Harry Potter," she gestured at the black-haired boy and paused apparently waiting for a surprised reaction. When none came, she continued, "Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and I'm his sister Ginny Weasley."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Dorothy said politely.

"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl," Jack introduced himself, "And this is Elizabeth Turner, William Turner, Dorothy Gale, Scarecrow, Tin Man, Cowardly Lion, and the Wicked Witch of the West."

"Oh," Hermione Granger cried. "You're from Pirates of the Caribbean, and you're from the Wizard of Oz,"

"Where?" everyone asked together.

"They're... well, never mind," Hermione said.

"'Ow did you get here?" Jack asked.

"We tried to use a Portkey to get to Godrick's Hollow, but instead we ended up here," Ginny explained.

"What's a Portkey?" Elizabeth asked.

"It doesn't matter now," Hermione said. "We have no way to get out of here,"

"Us too!" cried Dorothy. "We don't know how we ended up here and we don't know how we're going to get back."

"Well," Jack said. "We'll try to get all of you back wherever you came from. But the problem is, how'll we do it?"

"I don't know," Dorothy said. "Unless, may the Witch..."

Nervously, she addressed the Witch.

"Do you know how to get back?"

The Witch opened her mouth, but no one ever found out what she was going to say, because just at that moment two men appeared next to them on the deck. One of them was very tall and pale with a snake-like nose and the other was also rather tall and pale, with greasy black hair and a hooked nose.

"Voldemort!" cried Hermione. Ron shrank back against the rail of the ship and Cowardly Lion hid behind everyone.

"What is going on?" demanded the one with the snake-like nose.

"I have no idea!" the greasy-haired man retorted.

"Who are you?" the Wicked Witch of the West asked.

"I'm Lord Voldemort, but you must address me as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."

"Why?" Jack asked.

"Because-" Voldemort started, but couldn't think of a reason. Then he caught sight of Harry.

"You!" he screamed. "You're here!" he groped in his robes for his wand, but couldn't find it. "My wand!" he cried, "where is it?"

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and the greasy-haired man searched frantically for their wands, but couldn't find them.

"Oh, no!" Ginny cried. "Now we have no way of getting back!"

Voldemort, still raging to kill Harry, lunged at him, but Jack intercepted him.

"No murder on me ship!" Jack warned. "Now, who are you?" he asked the greasy-haired man.

"Severus Snape," he answered. Everyone introduced themselves, Snape shot a death glare at Harry, but didn't do anything.

"We need to find a way-" Dorothy started, but was cut off by...

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