Harry Potter and the Pirates of the Caribbean

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..I kinda made up a bit o' past for our favorite Pirate in this chapter since nothing much is known about his earlier years.. All you know about Jack before his years with the Pearl is that he made a deal with Davey Jones... XP The audience doesn't even know the character's exact age. I'm guessing about thirty-five, simply for the fact that he was Captain of the Pearl for Thirteen years (According to 'Dead Man's Chest').

Apologies in advance for the shortness of this chapter. I had to write it in one night and the creative juices just weren't flowing as well as they normally do.

Chapter 14- The Mirror's Message

A few days had passed since Adele's visit. Jack was obviously shaken from the visit. Harry thought the man was going to change his mind about going to get the stone, forcing the Wizards to leave the ship and find an alternate route to the stone. However, the next morning, Jack saw that Adele was no longer following the ship. The ship had turned and receded, heading towards some unknown destination.

The crew was heavily suspicious about the whole situation and had to be convinced to press forward. They all knew in the back of their minds that Adele would come back and get what he wanted. It was all just a matter of time. However, they stayed behind their Captain and obeyed his order to continue on.

Nicholas Flamel had guessed that Adele would come back at another time. He would shadow their movements less obviously, or maybe not at all.

"Do you think he's figured out that we plan to use the stone to get our memories back? That he read one of our minds?" Sirius asked during a meeting Jack had called one night in the underbelly of the ship after he decided to continue on.

Nicholas chuckled, "I believe he could have figured that out without reading anyone's thoughts. He obviously knows that the stone can break curses and since he knows you two are Wizards, he's probably guessed Memory charms are at work as well. Adele is not a dumb, unobservant man."

Jack chuckled, "That's th' damn truth." He lifted up his usual bottle of rum and drank hungrily from it. He had been on a bit of a binge in the last few days. He was drinking way more than normal, at least.

"Well, then what should we do?" Harry asked, a bit on the edge. He was worried about what steps Adele might take next. Although he didn't admit it, he was still shaky about Adele holding him captive for that small amount of time, he did not like the idea of being helpless.

"There's nothing we can do. We place our best foot forward and press on. We all must agree that at the moment all of our lives are in danger. Adele is not a happy man and we can be sure that when he thinks he can get his hands on the stone, he'll come back," Flamel said after a moment. He leaned back in his chair and folded his hands on his abdomen.

The rest of the conversation was as uneventful as it was long. Jack thought about going to Singapore for a few months to shake off Adele, but Flamel assured him that Adele wouldn't be shaken away by a few months spent halfway around the world.

Harry, exhausted finally decided to go to bed. He made his way to Jack's room, noticing how dark a night it was. The moon was hidden by several layers of clouds, dark enough to cause him pull out his wand.

"Lumos," Harry murmured. A bright glow spouted out from the tip of his wand, lighting the area around him. However, he looked up and saw Will waiting by the door to Jack's room.

Harry groaned loudly, catching Will's attention. The brunette walked over to the young Wizard, "You, we need to speak to one another."

Harry gulped, looking into the eyes of the man standing before him, "Could it wait? I'm pretty tired and kinda wanted to head to bed. Maybe tomorrow?"

Will rolled his eyes in annoyance, "It'll take just a few minutes. Come on."

Harry sighed and led the way to the room. Upon entering, Harry lit a lamp and shook his wand, the only way he could figure out to get rid of the light on the tip. The boy walked over to his hammock and hopped into it, "What can I do for you?"

Will didn't answer immediately. He sat on Jack's bed and stared at the floor, "Are you serious about Jack? Jack can be hard to read, so I'm not sure about him, but I think I can get a better idea if I talk to you."

"Well, it's not important about what's going on between us. I think you need to let him know how you feel. I think he'd leave me in a moment for you if you were honest."

Will's eyes widened, "What? I didn't say anything about wanting to get back with him, I would appreciate you not jumping to conclusions."

Harry shrugged, "Whatever. I'm as serious about Jack as he is about me. I'm not the person you need to be talking too. You need to get Jack and talk to him about all of this. You may love this other woman, but you also love Jack, whether or not you admit it. That's the whole reason you are here. Love triangles are never fun, but you've got to choose, because obviously, they aren't going to share."

Will was silent again for a moment, "I grew up around Elizabeth. I've loved her ever since she pulled me from the sea and saved my life. However, it was like an instant attraction to Jack. I was attracted to him immediately. I thought coming here would help me decide, but Jack's actions are making it hard. It's like he doesn't want me here.. That's why I needed to talk to you. Because if he wants to make me suffer with this, it's working."

"If you had to choose at the moment, who would it be?" Harry asked, more curious than anything.

Will didn't answer. He sighed and stood, "I apologize for wasting your time. I can see it was a futile attempt in getting some information."

"Don't go just yet, Will. I'm just trying to make him happy, but I know he would be happier with you. I'll give him up to be with you, just to see that he's happy, but if I do, you have to stay with him. No running back to that other woman. I'll give him up simple and clean. I won't even bother. When I get my memories back, I'll leave without argument. How about it?"

"You don't understand what this means, Harry. If I stay with Elizabeth, I'll have a life set in stone with her and her father. He is the governor of Port Royal. Being with Jack makes me a criminal, an unofficial pirate, if you will. I'm not going to want to run around forever with him."

Harry sighed and began rocking his hammock. He wanted the man to realize that Jack was the one he wanted.

It was at that moment Jack came bustling through the door, a staggering with a bottle of rum in hand. He looked over and saw they had stopped speaking before laughing, "I thought me ears was burnin'!"

Will rolled his eyes, "Drunk, Captain Sparrow?"

"Drunk? I was drunk a few hours ago, now I'm completely wasted," he said, giving a chuckle before looking over at Harry, "So, wha' were you two hens cluckin' 'bout?"

"Well, as a matter of fact, we were speaking about you," Harry started, "We were talking about your drinking. Will and I don't really like it. You're getting to be incoherent and you can't pilot a ship very well wallowing in your own drunkenness. We know you're worried about Adele coming back, but being drunk isn't going to make the situation easier when he does come back."

Will nodded his head, "Yes, Jack.. Please lessen your intake.. We need you level-headed enough to give orders if this atrocious man returns."

Jack looked at Will, then back to his bottle, then back to Will once more. He heaved a sigh and set the bottle down on a table beside his bed, "I wish I hadn't even joined Adele. I wish even more that he wouldna taken interest in me.."

Harry gave the man an odd look, "You two didn't have a romantic relationship, did you?"

Jack fluidly moved his head to face Harry, "I don't believe I did.. Everythin' is fuzzy at th' moment."

"Then what interest did he say he had in you then?" Will asked, now interested.

"Same thin' he said to Harry. I had 'potential'. For what, I don't know exactly, but it made him stick to me like butter. ...Well, butter don't stick very well, but 'e stayed close after that."

"So, you have no idea why he wants you and your ship other than the fact you promised him your soul?" Harry said quietly.

Jack was quiet for a moment, he sat down next to Will and stared at the wall behind Harry, "It had somethin' to do with tha' damned stone. He knew he couldn't get it. He wanted me to stay with him and do something with the stone. He knew Davey Jones couldn't get it either.. That's why he offered it up."

"Why did he let you go use the stone to get the ship if he wanted you to help him? It seems rather pointless that he would offer it at all."

"He wanted me happy.. Yanno, greasing the wheels before askin' me a favor. I don't know what he wanted with me and that stone, but letting get the ship was part of it.. Then he found out that I also traded my soul to Jones with no intention of returning. I dunno what'll happen ta' Adele if Jones get me soul first," He slurred, "but they're both powerful sorcerers.. I wonder if Adele could kill Jones.."

"That spell you said the other day.. 'Avada Kedavra'.. What is it exactly?"

"That's your lot's killing curse. Point it at something alive and say it and it dies. From my understanding, it's illegal to use and Adele is a wanted man for killing so many with, bu' a bunch 'o Wizards sympathize with 'im fer some reason or another.."

"How do you know all of this, Jack? How long were you under his service?" Will asked quietly, "You've been the Captain of the Pearl for what? Twelve years?"

Jack moved his glazed eyes to the floor. "I joined up with Adele when I was thirteen. He found me alone.. After I had runaway from home. I stayed with 'im til I was 'bout twenty-three, then he offered this to me and I left. Now, Jones and our agreement of thirteen years is over and he's going to be on his way soon to collect payment and Adele is as well.. I'm pretty boned."

The other two remained quiet as Jack continued his watch on the floor. Harry saw the look in the man's eyes, pensive, obvious he was reliving some memory. He was not sure what had happened while he was part of that crew, but it didn't leave the Captain with good memories.

"I believe I should be going to sleep.. As William Turner is the only person out of place in this room, I think it's time he head for bed as well. If I'm sober enough tomorrow, I need to go over my maps and plot th' best course to that Island. If I can get my Wizards back their memory, my only problem would be with Adele.. Here's hoping Adele kills the son of a gun Jones.."

Will bid the two good night and he promptly left.

Jack watched him go with a sigh, "What's th' news?"

Harry pulled off his shirt and pulled a thin sheet over his chest, "He's suffering.. He can't read you. I think we should perhaps break it off. Your plan is working, but it's also changing his mind. You're not making his already tough choice any easier."

Jack set his hat on a table beside his bed, "It should be simple, really.. Drop Elizabeth and sail with me."

"And what if he wants to settle down? Maybe he wants to have a family or something."

Jack yawned and shrugged. He grabbed his bottle and took one last swig, "If 'e wants kids, we'll nick a few from some village.."

Harry chuckled and rolled his eyes, "'Night.."

Jack didn't answer, he laid back and looked at the ceiling before him. He rolled over and put out the lamp before attempting to drift off to sleep himself.

That night, Harry's nightmares had began again. They were just as frightening and fearful as before. The man he knew as Lord Voldemort stood before him, speaking of prophecies and other things he didn't fully understand. The only thing he knew is that when the man touch him, ever nerve in his body screamed in pain.

"Harry!"

Harry's eyes fluttered open immediately, glad to be pulled away from the dream. He arose to see Sirius standing before him without a shirt on, clutching the mirror he had found in his pocket.

"What is it, Sirius?" Harry asked groggily, he noticed it was still very dark and he probably hadn't been asleep very long before the black-haired man burst into the room.

"There were voices coming out of the mirror," he said shakily, giving the mirror to the younger boy.

"Voices? What do you mean?"

"Well, you know how Flamel said this was a mirror people could talk through.. I was getting ready to go to sleep. I decided to put my things up, so I was folding my cloak. I found the mirror and was looking it over. I sat the mirror back down on my lap, but as I did, I heard my name.. I heard my name and saw a snowy image of a young girl with brown-hair.

Harry gave the man an odd look. "How long ago was this?"

"Not but about 10 seconds before I bursted in here."

Harry held the mirror to his face, but saw nothing more than the reflectionless piece of glass he had looked into the last time he held it.

"Sirius, you don't think you were imagin–"

Harr- Pott–

Harry jumped when he heard the determined sounding voice of a young lady. He looked quickly down at the image. He saw a faint snowy outline of brunette girls, looking worriedly into the mirror.

Harry Pott– Siri– Bla– Hermio– Gra– Can Yo–

Harry's eyes widened and he shook the mirror quickly. Sirius jumped to his feet at his side.

"Sirius! I can hear someone! But it's breaking up!"

"Don't shake it, Harry!" He yelled, grabbing the boy's hands and held them still. The commotion the two were making stirred the Captain from his sleep.

"What's going on here?" He muttered angrily, rising up.

"Jack! Someone must have found the other mirror! They must know we have it! Oh, god, I hope they can see us!" He pulled the mirror closer to his face.

"Harry Potter here! Who is this?" he yelled, attempting to speak to the unknown, yet familiar voice.

There was no answer, however. In fact, all sound from the mirror had stopped completely. Harry stared at the mirror for several moments, hoping the girl would come back. However, she did not.

"Do you know who she was?" Sirius asked, taking the mirror back from the boy.

Harry thought wildly. The only girl that popped into his mind was the brunette from his dreams, however, he was not sure it was her.

"There was a girl in my dreams with the same color hair. I didn't get a good enough look at her face," he muttered quietly.

"Well, I'll keep this on me at all times, then. It may have just shorted out and might work again later," Sirius said softly, sticking it unto the hem of his pants.

Harry nodded and watched the man get up to leave. He noticed Jack had already fallen back to sleep. The young Wizard laid there for the rest of the night, unable to fall back to sleep.

To Be Continued...

Something Wicked this way comes...

Will they make it back? Was that Hermione (haha, yes)? Will the mirror work again? ..

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