"Sail ho!" Came the call from the crow's nest.
"What colours?" Even after 200 years the calls hadn't changed.
"No colours Captain, it's the Pearl." Will had no need to rush to get Harry, Teddy or George, since they set foot on the ship they had hardly left. Harry, having heard the calls sent a patronus message to Andromeda, asking her to bring the chests.
Half an hour later, the steadily expanding patchwork family was waiting on the other dock as the Pearl sailed in. A lithe man leapt from the deck and presented himself in front of the Director.
"The Black Pearl and contents of the Black vaults from the Caribbean as requested sir. We made repairs to the ship's hull and decks on route, but left all else alone for lack of knowledge about the originals and not knowing the owner's wishes. Upon hearing the Pearl had been requested, a few staff members requested leave to present themselves to the Captain as possible deckhands if and when she sails. The Boss said it was fine so long as we're useful to you while the Captain decides."
"Thank you Mr Gibbs. Captain Turner, would you be so kind as to show us all around, you are no doubt more familiar than anyone else." Both Turner's having been lost in reverie, it took a moment for Will to remember himself and lead them aboard.
"Welcome to the fastest ship in the Caribbean."