A new chapter! FINALLY! It took me a while, but I got it up here! Life's been busy, so it took me FOREVER to type it... but oh well.

Disclaimers: I don't own POTC or HP... *sigh*....

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny walked as quickly as possible through Diagon Alley. They were trying to look as normal as they cold with an awestruck pirate trailing behind them.

As Jack stopped to stare incredulously into yet another shop's window, Hermione moaned and grabbed his arm. "Come on, Jack!" she hissed, pulling him onwards as yet another group of shoppers stopped in their tracks to gawk at Jack.

Unfortunately, the captain seemed to be blissfully unaware of how he stood out like a peacock in a flock of sparrows. Everyone else was dressed in fairly subdued-looking robes, possibly with a wizard's hat, and so Jack attracted a lot of attention with his swashbuckling attire, his wild hair, and his dark face. However, whenever someone stopped to stare at him, it was as if he couldn't see them.

One time, however, a little boy actually approached the pirate. Jack didn't notice him until the boy jabbed him sharply in the ribs. As Jack yelped in shock and instinctively reached for his sword, the boy scampered away, yelling, "Oi! Mum, he is real! I told you so!" Looking scandalized, the boy's mother hushed him and they hurried away. Jack stared after them, his lips drawn back slightly and his jaw slack, as Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all roared with laughter.

Still chortling, they turned to move on, but found their path blocked by none other than Draco Malfoy.

Draco, looking very nervous, shrank back a little bit from under their icy glares, but he cleared his throat and said, "I've come to help you."

Before he could go any further, Ron interrupted. "Why would you want to help us? I mean, we've never been the best of chums, if you catch my drift," he said rudely. "Besides, why would we need any help in the first place?"

Draco gave Ron a withering look and said coldly, "If you remember, you lot saved my life." Seeing a smug look cross Ron's face, Draco hurried on, saying, "I don't like owing anybody something, so I decided to help you, because if I don't, you won't be going much farther with him." Here he gestured at Jack, who had been watching the scene silently, looking rather bemused and puzzled.

When no one protested, Draco continued. "My father and I saw you use that Time-Turner, so we followe3d you… it was my father's idea," he added hurriedly before anyone could say anything. "We saw you showing… Jack… magic and heard where you were planning to take him, so now my father plans to ambush all of you when you go around the next corner. I wanted to tell you so that you could go the long way around... and I wanted to tell you that I want to come with you." They stared at him in utter shock, and he reddened and shuffled his feet.

After a moment, Ron opened his mouth, but Harry beat him to it. "Of course you can come with us, Draco, and we will go the long way around." His friends stared at him in shock, and Harry said quietly, "I think that we should give him a chance. If it turns out that it's a trap, we'll… well, let's cross that bridge when we come to it." Ron looked doubtful, and Ginny was nodding a little reluctantly, but Hermione was beaming.

"That was really nice of you, Harry," she whispered happily. Harry shrugged, embarrassed.

"Let's get moving," he said quickly. "If we're going the long way around, I want to pick up the pace. Right now, I don't think that Jack should be in Diagon Alley any more than he needs to."

They set off at a brisk walk. As they hurried down the narrow streets, Harry slowed down a bit to talk to Draco, who was walking uneasily at the back of the group. "How's your mum doing?" Harry asked, for he had felt a certain fondness towards Narcissa Malfoy ever since she had helped him by not giving him away during the battle at Hogwarts.

Draco shrugged uncomfortably. "She's fine, I guess," he muttered. "She's been a little funny ever since the battle, though." Harry frowned in sympathy, and they walked on in silence.

Finally Hermione halted in front of a narrow shop that had Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands Since 382 B.C. in golden letters above the door.

Hermione opened the door and a bell rang. The group stood awkwardly in the shop until a soft voice said, "Good afternoon." Jack spun around to see an elderly man standing behind them. He had wide, silvery eyes that seemed to glow in the dusky shop. Jack's lips drew back and curled involuntarily.

"And who might you be?" asked the old man, presumably Mr. Ollivander. Jack glanced expectantly at Hermione, but she seemed frozen staring at Mr. Ollivander as though she had seen a ghost. Confused, Jack turned around to look at the rest of his companions, but they were all wearing the same stricken expression as Hermione. A little alarmed now, Jack turned back to Mr. Ollivander.

"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow," he said rather warily. Mr. Ollivander frowned.

"Captain? But… pardon me, but wouldn't that mean that you are a Muggle sailor?"

Jack's lips curled backwards again. This could be tricky. Before he could say anything, however, Hermione spoke up in the same high-pitched voice that she had when the teenagers had first greeted Jack. She said, "He might be a Muggle, Mr. Ollivander. But… he might not. There's a possibility that he's magical, so we were wondering whether he is or not."

Mr. Ollivander stared at her for a long moment with his unblinking eyes. At last, he said, "You brought a sailor- a pirate, by the looks of him- through our world to ask me this? What if he's a Muggle?"

Hermione paled, but didn't falter as she said persistently, "We'd cross that bridge if we came to it. For now, though, will you help us? Please?"

Mr. Ollivander closed his eyes and nodded slowly. As his visitors smiled in relief, he added, "He will need to come to the back of the shop with me." The grins slid off of everyone's faces as they contemplated the thought of a trap. Jack, however, didn't seem bothered by the fact that Ollivander might betray them. He walked forward, and, when Hermione tried to hold him back, whispered, "I'll be fine, luv. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, remember?" Hermione looked doubtful, but Jack winked at her and tugged his arm free. He followed Ollivander towards the rear of the shop and disappeared into the gloom, leaving five worried-looking teenagers behind him

You know, I think that this is my longest chapter yet! WOW! ^_^ Review... if I was lucky enough for you to READ it, of course! XD

~chickenwinglegolas