Chapter Seven

Ginny folded her arms on the railing of her ship. Though she wasn't the captain she thought of the ship as hers. She loved it dearly. In the few months since she had come aboard for the first time, the place had become as close to home as she wanted. Ron and the twins visited her on the ship occasionally. She had the feeling that the twins believed that on a ship full of female pirates, the girls were having wild lesbian sex. So far they had been disappointed and Ginny had the feeling they would keep showing up until they either graduated or the girls made out.

Ron merely tagged along to see that Ginny was okay and to give her news of the newest of Umbridge's restrictions. Ginny had the feeling that Umbitch would have outlawed pirates if it weren't for the fact that almost the entire school would have revolted then and there. Few would admit it, but the girl pirates were easily the best source of entertainment they had.

Harry was still hosting his DADA private lessons. Hermione had taken to tutoring the rest of the pirates. Ginny secretly thought Hermione was better than Harry. For now she'd let Harry have his delusions.

Ginny sighed, staring out over the lake as the sun set in glorious shades of gold, crimson and violet. Below in the water, the squid, who by now was used to the girls, rolled onto it's back. GInny smiled down at it. She loved it.

She thought about going below. Hermione was down there though and she would probably insist that Ginny needed to work on her Arithmancy homework. Ginny wrinked her nose at that. No thank you. Not today. Oh, she would do it later, but for now she wanted nothing more than to watch the sun set.

She was thinking about climbing up into the crows nest, seeing as it was empty right now, when she heard the noise from behind.

Hand on her sword, she turned, falling into a defenive crouch as she did so. Her jaw dropped.

Draco Malfoy was standing there, looking like every girl's dream of piracy. He wore a white shirt, undone to the fifth or sixth button in the front, revealing inches of surprisingly tan smooth chest. He wore black jeans, tucked into knee high black boots and a crimson sash, from which a sword hung. Ginny couldn't help but stare.

"What..." She began.

"Ev'n, milady of the Sea," he purred, doing deliciously wonderful things to Ginny. Ginny blushed.

"So you're the Slytherin Pirate captain," She said, recovering.

"Aye. Call me Drake O'Malley."

"I most certainly will not!" Ginny protested as best she could as he waltzed over.

"Ah, and I shall call you Genivieve... West. Yes, that will do nicely."

"What the hell are you doing out here? Isn't your precious Potions master upset about this?" Ginny demanded as he leaned towards her. She was running out of room to go.

"He's quite fine with this, my dear. And as for the former..." He grabbed her suddenly by the waist, dipping her back as he kissed her. "Pirates steal things."

Ginny stared at him. "Why? You know this can't really work."

"Of course not. But for just a little bit... can't we just pretend I'm Drake O'Malley and you're Genivieve West?"

Ginny lay in his arms, hands against his chest. She could bring her knee up into his groin and have her sword out before he finished the first oath but something stopped her. He was... comfortable.

"Drake O'Malley?"

He grinned. "The dashing pirate king, searching the seven seas for his beloved, his one true love."

"One true love? Let's start with the part where my brothers don't kill you on the spot."

Inspite of herself, Ginny was enjoying the charade when the cry arose from below.

(A/N: See? I promised you a kiss. Did you like it? Next chapter, we get some funness.

To MidnightWriter1213- She might. In the next few chapters we'll be seeing a lot more of the conflict between the two pirate leagues.