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The most feared ship on the high seas was the "Black Serpent," a vessel of unspeakable terror under the command of the infamous Captain Voldemort. This malevolent ship was a dark presence on the ocean, spreading fear and chaos wherever it sailed.
The Black Serpent was a massive and imposing craft, its ebony hull glistening ominously in the moonlight. Its colossal masts reached up to the heavens, shrouded in pitch-black sails that billowed like the wings of a monstrous bat, casting an eerie shadow over the water. The ship's prow bore the likeness of a menacing serpent, its cold, unfeeling eyes watching the horizon.
This unholy vessel was armed to the teeth, with rows of cannons that seemed to pulse with menace. The mere sight of the Black Serpent on the horizon was enough to send shivers down the spines of sailors and pirates alike. It was said that the ship itself was cursed, with the spirits of its unfortunate victims lingering within its timbers, whispering haunting tales in the dead of night.
Captain Voldemort was a figure of pure dread, his presence striking terror into the hearts of all who crossed his path. His pale, gaunt visage was framed by long, lank hair, and his eyes gleamed with a malevolent light. He was rumored to be a master tactician, always one step ahead of his foes, and a ruthless leader who showed no mercy to those who dared defy him.
The crew of the Black Serpent were a ruthless and cutthroat lot, bound to Captain Voldemort by fear and the promise of plunder. They called themselves Death Eaters. They were notorious for their cunning and brutality, leaving no survivors in their wake.
Below deck, the ship's hold was a chamber of horrors, filled with stolen treasures, plundered riches, and the spoils of countless raids. It was said that the very air in this accursed place was thick with malevolence, and the crew dared not linger there for long.
The Black Serpent was not just a ship; it was a floating fortress of doom. Its hull was reinforced with thick, blackened timber, making it nearly impervious to enemy fire. Its weapons, including an array of cannons and deadly ballistae, could lay waste to entire fleets.
As the Black Serpent sailed the seas, it left a trail of destruction and despair in its wake. Ships that encountered it were never seen again, swallowed by the abyss along with their terrified crews. Coastal towns and villages lived in constant fear of the day the Black Serpent's ominous silhouette appeared on the horizon.
Harry Potter, known as the "Ghostly Assassin," was a renowned pirate captain who sailed the treacherous seas with a crew of loyal and daring adventurers. 'The Marauder's Pride' was his pride and joy, a ship that appeared unassuming from a distance but held untold secrets and history.
From the outside, the Marauder's Pride looked like any other ship, its weathered wooden hull painted a deep crimson that seemed to blend with the fiery sunsets over the ocean. Its masts and rigging were well-maintained, and its sails were a rich scarlet hue, proudly displaying a large lion emblem. But beneath this ordinary facade lay a ship with a remarkable history.
Before this ship came to Harry, it had been captained by Harry's father, James Potter, and his loyal crew of Marauders, who were famous for their audacious exploits on the high seas. They were known for their cunning, resourcefulness, and their ability to outsmart any adversary.
Tragedy struck when Voldemort, a ruthless pirate captain, attacked the Marauder's Pride. In a fierce battle, James and Lily Potter lost their lives defending their ship. Harry, just a young boy at the time, witnessed the devastation but miraculously survived the attack. With his parents gone, he inherited the Marauder's Pride. With his Godfather Sirius Black, he repaired the whole Marauder's Pride, making it better and more powerful than the original one.
It was now faster, sleeker, and deadlier than ever. The crew, a diverse group of skilled sailors and fighters, were fiercely loyal to their young captain. Harry's best friend Ron served as his first mate.
The Marauder's Pride was equipped with a hidden arsenal of cannons and weaponry that could be revealed at a moment's notice, surprising unsuspecting foes who underestimated its capabilities. Harry and his crew were known for their agility and precision in battle, striking swiftly and vanishing into the mist before their enemies could react.
Below deck, the ship held a treasure trove of memories and mementos from James and Lily's time as captains. Harry had preserved their legacy, and the walls of the captain's quarters were adorned with photographs and keepsakes, a constant reminder of his parents' bravery and the responsibility he carried.
Sirius, one side of his face whole burned, his hand freely bleeding, one bullet coming from one side and striking his chest. He could barely stand now.
'Clang.' Sirius' sword fell on the floor. Harry spun around to see who had fallen, his mouth open in horror. He saw Bellatrix Lestrange laughing at the look of his horror. He wanted to kill Bellatrix with one slash, then he listened to a sound.
"Harry," Sirius fell on the ground.
Harry ran toward Sirius. "OMG, Sirius, don't be dead." His hand tried to stop the blood, but it doesn't seem fruitful. "Don't be dead, don't be dead." Harry tried to take the sword out of Sirius' hand.
"Now you can't save me, son, I am truly happy. You are brave, more brave than any 18-year-old could be."
"Don't talk like that, Sirius," Harry said. "I don't know what I will do when you are dead."
Sirius' last words are, "Go and find Remus. Tell him 'In moonlight, frogs sing poetry.' He will tell you the rest. It's my final wish. You have to do that at all costs. Don't leave anything behind. When you feel alone, look sideways. When you see three stars together, go straight. Don't forget loved ones always reside in the heart. You are a great person." Then Sirius Black left from the earth.
"Sirius?" Harry shook the body. "Please wake up, Dad." Tears were running freely on his face now.
"Ahh, another tragedy for the self-styled assassin," a cold voice said from behind.
"When I killed your father and mother, I never thought there could be another Potter. Because of that, I lost my 14 years in vain. You are the sole reason, Potter. Now I won't be making the same mistake ever again. You are going to die today," Lord Voldemort charged at him. Harry tried to block the attack, but his sword still hit his shoulder.
"Ahhhh," Harry woke up from the nightmare. He has had the same dream since his last confrontation with his parents' murderer. But he doesn't have many memories of his parents, so he didn't miss them as much as he missed Sirius.
What Sirius would say, 'Harry, don't let those pesky nightmares think they can outdo our Marauder mischief! We'll prank 'em right out of your dreams!' He chuckled at the thoughts. And took a bottle of alcohol from his shelves.
He goes to the quarter deck, where the helm is located. He silently ships the alcohol. He and his crew are going to London. Sirius mentions that Remus lives in London. He has met Remus only three times. When they are in port for supplies. Remus lost both of his legs when his parents were murdered. Since then, he has learned to live as a normal person. He left the pirate crew and helped Sirius and their gang on the docks.
He doesn't know how to tell Remus that his other brother of blood has been killed. Harry felt totally and utterly alone. He looked toward the sky.
Again he chuckled
See that star, Harry?'Sirius had said when Harry was ten. 'That's Sirius, the original 'star of the show' in the night sky. Bet you didn't know I had a side gig as an astronomer, did you?'
He whispered aloud "I miss you, man. I don't know what you want me to do. I don't even know the meaning of your last words. But,I promise that I will complete the task, whatever you have wanted me to do."
