Harry Potter and the Pirates of the Caribbean
Rating: PG-13, why? ..Because Pirates like to get drunk.. And Alcohol use is not good for Children to read about. It's very bad children.. However, a beer or two might make this story more interesting.
Couples Mentioned: Jack/Harry
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I hope you all are enjoying this fanfiction. Chapter Six! Wow! I've been writing on this fic for over a month! That's love.
I would like to thank 'FollowtheReaper' for the note on the Sorcerer's stone. I had forgotten (and not looked up) a lot of information about the stone. The stone "can turn base metals into gold and make an elixir that gives the drinker immortality." I'm glad that my stupidity hasn't caused a problem in writing. XP I need to learn to do better research.
Ever wonder where I got the idea for this fic? The idea came to me one day when we were talking about the movie "Epic Movie" and I noticed parodies of Harry and Jack had a scene in a commercial (they didn't in the actual movie, however). Well, I wondered how they would get together like that and BAM! Fanfiction was born. All this wonderful story line came after that, haha.
Chapter Six: A Brief Stop
Harry had a night of uneasy sleep. He promised to himself to never get drunk again, he didn't need anymore of that foul drink in his system.
Sirius was not happy with his revelation of love for the Captain. He knew his Godfather had just about as good a sleep as he did. The man wasn't happy with the fact he had dominated Harry to prove a point, when words would have worked just as easily.
Harry disagreed. Harry was a oblivious with what he wanted at the moment. The only clear want he had at the moment was that he wanted his memories back. No, Jack was right on course by showing him what he wanted. Harry needed to get his affairs in order.
The next morning came slowly. The day began with a bright pink sunrise and a light breakfast of fish and rum. The brunette had never been so sick of something as he had been of that drink. He was again forced to sit next to Jack, as was Sirius. Just because he admitted his feelings, didn't mean he wanted to be closer to the man at the moment.
Jack made no mention of what had happened the night before as they eat. He merely told them his plan for the day. This included going to the tailor's and getting their new clothing made. The wizards stuck out like a sore thumb with their dress. Besides, it was going to be particularly hot in Haiti and thick, dark cloaks or the clothes they wore under them wouldn't make things easier.
Sirius ate his meal in silence. He was still beyond angry with the captain, and he believed if spoke to the man, it would end violently. He instead kept his mind on the day ahead of him, thinking about possible outfits he could have made that would be interesting and comfortable.
Harry not feeling well at all, his headache from the day had all but subsided. On top of that, he had to deal with Sirius's silent anger and Jack's nonchalantness. He merely spent the breakfast picking at his fish and listening to the plans Jack had made. At least they'd be on land again, and that mere thought seemed to brighten up his day a bit. No more ship for at least a night.
After they all finished, Jack assembled the men around him to let them know what was going to happen over the next two days.
"Right, boys, gather around!. Black, Harry, and I will be going on shore and staying the night at an inn." Jack said confidently as he strolled to in front of the men.
A moment passed, and it became obvious that he wasn't going to say anything else. Gibbs looked down the line of men, seeing not one there to question the captain, raised his hand.
"Err.. What about the rest of us?" He asked, eyebrow raised.
Jack walked over slowly, hand in the air to help him emphasize he speech. He placed a finger on his chin before he spoke, "Well, the way I see it... You are neither Black, Harry, nor myself, so you have no place to stay on shore. And if you have no place to stay, then why stay the night? The Pearl on the other hand, needs supplies. As Black, Harry, and I are going to be at the inn, we can't rightly supply her, can we?"
Gibbs stared dumbly at the man for a moment, "So, we're restocking the ship?"
Jack grinned and pointed at the man, "Precisely. Be ready to begin whenever we port."
The men saluted their Captain and went to work preparing to port. Gibbs went from man to man giving orders and picking a man or two help him locate everything they needed. Everyone else would be manual labor.
Harry decided to wait by the side of the ship and watch as the small mass of land got bigger as the closed in. He felt excitement flow within him as he was soon able to make out a few of the palm trees and saw the people moving around carefree on the beach, working in their daily life.
It was within the hour that they ported and Harry was on the beach himself. He nearly fell to the ground when he hopped out of the boat, but he restrained himself. Sirius followed shortly behind him, holding the small linen sack Madam Rachelle had given them for new clothing.
Jack hopped off the boat soon afterwards, leading the two into the town. He led them around in circles for nearly an hour before he admitted he didn't know where he was. Harry attempted to talk him into asking for directions, however, the man was too proud too and the young wizard had to go ask a young lady working in a bakery himself before they found a clothing shop.
"Ah! Excellent work, Harry! My fine directing has helped you lead us here! Now, come on in, loves. We need you to be fitted and ready to get out of here as soon as possible." Jack said, pushing them into the store.
Sirius was not happy about being pushed around. He was beginning to get furious just being in the presence of the pirate. He didn't mind him at first, however after last night's performance, he firmly believed the man was nothing but scum. And Harry had been worried he would sleep with the man. Ha, how things have changed.
"Can I help you?" A voice drawled when they entered.
Harry began to look around the dimly lit shop for the source of the sound. He saw a short, plump man with thinning grey hair in the back working intensely on a frilly vest for some unknown patron.
"Why, yes! My two crew men are in dire need of new clothing and we it need it finished in two days by noon," the Captain yelled as he pushed by several stacks of cloth to get back to the man.
"Two outfits? Not possible if they want anything particular. I have far too much work to begin and finish two outfits in two days. If they're okay with any kind of design, I can merely fix a few oversized items to fit them. That's the only way I can see getting completely done in two days." The man said, never looking at them. He was fixated on the work in front of him.
"Whatever works, just makes sure it matches," Sirius said when he arrived, with a roll of the eyes before Jack could answer for them again.
The man glanced up at Sirius momentarily before turning back to his work, "Will you be receiving one on the outfits?"
"Yes, my godson and I are your customers," Sirius answered, brushing the sweat from his forehead. It was immensely hot inside the shop.
The man glimpsed at Harry, who had just managed to get to the back of the room. He had had more trouble then the other two men, as he knocked over several stacks of cloth. He was immensely glad the man had not yelled at him.
"You two shouldn't be a big problem as long as you aren't picky. I can make it match, don't worry about that. You're the first pirates that care whether or not they match. What a laugh." He gave a bored chuckle, never looking up from his handiwork. "Come back in an hour and I'll begin the fitting."
Harry and Sirius thanked the man and the three of them left. They had an hour until they needed to be back, so Jack suggested they go spend it in the first bar they found. Harry and Sirius managed to talk them into going to a bakery to get something to eat, since it was nearing lunch time, and then to the bar, which the Captain reluctantly agreed too. He couldn't deny the possibility of getting a pick-me-up.
An awkward silence followed them from when they left the bakery to when they arrived at the saloon.
Harry felt the anger his Godfather was still radiating at the Captain. He hadn't said a word to him since the night before. Harry, on the other hand, still could not understand the method to his infuriation. So he kissed him, so what? The young wizard didn't hate the kiss, so why should he? Harry, as he thought earlier, needed to be showed what he wanted. So what if Jack as a bit cocky when he did it?
"Ah! This looks like a nice watering hole!" Jack said with excitement as he held the door for the other two men.
This place was not as loud and exciting as the bar he went into on Tortuga. In fact, this place was very dull. There was a low rumble of voices speaking to one another and a few men were playing cards. Harry guessed it was still too early for the heavy drinkers and excitement to begin.
They walked up to the bartender and ordered their drinks. It wasn't hard to guess what Jack ordered, however Sirius ordered a whiskey. Harry, being sick of alcohol, asked about anything that didn't include it. He was given a small list to choose from. He did, however, order a cup of hot tea from the bartender's wife, who seemed ecstatic that someone actually ordered it.
The hour went by slowly. Jack managed to down two bottles of rum, leaving him slurring and more wobbly then usual. Sirius only sipped on his one glass, he seemed concentrated on the bottles that line the table across from him. Harry had a pot of tea with the bartender's wife, who wanted nothing more then to talk to him about how interesting her life as a bartender's wife was.
After Harry managed to get away from the lady, they headed back to the sewing shop. The trip went slowly, again that deafening silence surrounded them.
When they entered, the man was waiting for them. His chubby cheeks were flushed as he greeted them.
"Ah, just on time. I suppose I shall do the gentlemen first." He said, gesturing to Sirius, who walked quickly over to him.
The portly man pulled out a fabric ruler and wrapped it around his waist. He noted the measurements on a small piece of paper he had on the table next to him and proceeded to get the lengths of his shoulders to his hips, hips to his feet, etc. He was done very quickly, the man was extremely quick with his measurements.
Sirius walked back and stood a good meter or two away from Jack as Harry approached the tailor. He looked over at the Captain, who was gazing at Harry as the man began measuring him. Sirius felt disgust in the pit of his stomach as a smile spread cross the Captain's face when the man put the ruler between his legs to get the circumference of each of his legs.
"A very proportionate young lad, you have there. Now, before you leave, I'm going to have to ask you to make a down payment. Half the cost, fifteen pence apiece," the buxom man said as he tossed the ruler around his neck and leaned back on the desk behind him.
Sirius nodded and began to pull out the money before he realized he didn't know which coin was which. He clutched his jaw a bit before turning to Jack. Jack smirked and pulled out the amount and handed to the man.
"My apologies," he said with a slur and a sway, "They're not from around here. Don't know the currency. But they're learning." He turned to look at Sirius, who had turned to leave the store.
The man offered them a farewell and they all left together.
"Ah.. I can certainly use a good sleep.. A good sleep or a good woman," Jack said with a chuckle.
"We need to go ahead and get the hotel room. If you're going to go off with prostitutes tonight, then Harry and I will need to make sure we have a place to stay. I don't think we could make it back to the Pearl." Sirius muttered darkly. He gave a cold glance at the man, who seemed to be dreamily staring into the air.
"Very well. Let's find an inn.." Jack said flatly, he wasn't pleased to be taken out of his delusion.
The three journeyed around the town for a while as they searched for an inn. Harry noticed this island looked nothing like Tortuga or Port Royal. It seemed almost Middle-class. There were no huge mansions like on Port Royal and there seemed to not be a lot of rowdy lowlifes like on Tortuga. That's when he realized he had no idea were he was.
"Jack, what is the name of the island we're on?"
"A little place Galapogos. It's midway between Haiti and Port Royal. We'll be to Haiti within the next two weeks. We still have to circle around and get Adele off my back." He then tripped and almost fell, but managed to catch himself on a well placed barrel.
He looked up and saw the building infront of him was indeed an inn.
"Ha! My fine scouting techniques have helped us again! I have found us an inn!" he said with a crooked smile before stumbling into the building with Harry and Sirius.
"Welcome to my inn, I'm Madam Isabela. How may I be of service to you?" a woman with tight blond curls asked, walking up to them.
Harry looked around the small, quaint room. It was warmly decorated with several cozies and fine lace. There were several sitting chairs close to an unlit fireplace and there was an open door where Harry saw a kitchen peeping through.
"Er, yeah.. We need a room for two nights... Me and the guys here.." Jack said, pointing at the two wizards over his shoulder.
The girl gave a giggle, "Of course. Follow me, Mr.. I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."
"Didn't say it.. Name's ..Jedidiah Macbeth," Jack said with a chuckle. Harry rolled his eyes. It was the worst made up name he had ever heard.
"How many rooms will you be needing, Mr. Macbeth?" she asked with a sheepish grin on her face. Harry couldn't tell if she believed 'Jedidiah' or not.
"Only one.. The boys and I don't mind sharing a room," Jack decided. He gave a smirk when he saw the miffed look on Black's face.
She nodded, "Follow me."
She led them down a long hall way to a door at the end. The girl pulled out a key ring and fumbled for a moment, looking for the correct key. Once she found the elusive door opener, she forced it in and the lock opened with a click.
The room she had for them was not overly fluffy like her front room. It was furnished with two beds, a chair, a dresser, and a desk, all made of cherry wood.
"Each night's stay is to be paid for in the morning, and dinner will be served at dusk. Enjoy your stay! " She said, turning, shutting the door behind her.
Sirius sighed as he watched Jack walk over and claim a bed. Harry looked boredly at the desk and took a seat on the hard wooden chair.
"Well, this room looks like loads of fun.. However, I believe I'll just mosey back down to the bar and get drunk. Would you like to come with me, Harry?" he asked, looking at his Godson.
"No.. I don't want any alcohol. I think I might go to the front room and see about a cup of tea, though. Dinner time is shortly, so I think I'll go back and talk to that cute girl up front." Harry stared for a moment and shook his head, "Merlin, I'm becoming on of those randy seadogs... Have a kid at every port. Smashing."
Sirius gave a chucked, "Well, at least she's cute and she's not Jack."
To Be Continued...
Haha, not so much a cliff hanger this time.. O.o Sorry for the shortness of the chapter, however, I didn't have much time to write on it. I promise the next one will make up for it.
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