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Pirates
and wizards
Disclaimer: I don’t own either Pirates of the Caribbean or Harry Potter
Thank to my good friend and beta, Paladin Steelbreaker.
Chapter Eleven
Harry, after having lived with pirates for almost twelve years and learning
their habits, had advised the House-Elves to put up a separate table for the
two crews. And he had been right. When the men had spotted the food on the
table reserved for them they had attacked it like a pack of hungry wolves, and
they didn’t have much better manners either. Harry had shrugged and had joined,
although he did eat better than them and actually used a knife and fork.
Dumbledore and the others stared for a minute before trying to go back to their
own dinners. Elizabeth, Will and Jacqueline were sitting with the wizards and
didn’t even bother to take notice of the pirate way of eating.
After the meal the pirates decided to take a look around the castle and Harry
had to run along with the rest of the witches and wizards rescuing them from
trick steps and other things.
“That’s interestin’.” Jack mumbled as he stood face to face with Nearly-
Headless Nick. He stuck his hand straight through the ghost.
Nearly-Headless Nick glared and pulled away. “Keep your hands to yourself, Mr
Sparrow.”
Anamaria seemed very taken with the moving pictures and spent her time chatting
to Sir Cadogan. Gibbs had somehow ended up with Trelawney – who had actually
left her tower – and was having his fortune told. Elizabeth was unfortunate
enough to end up with Binns and was listening politely while trying to hide
yawns. Jacqueline was sitting on Will’s lap and was being entertained by
several witches who were conjuring butterflies and other fluffy animals and
making them move.
Harry shook his head and smiled. He was standing in a corner and was observing
everything silently. Dumbledore and Jack seemed to have a wonderful time,
Anamaria had moved form the moving pictures and was pestering Snape, Gibbs
looked scared, and the others were generally having a good time.
Bootstrap came over and grinned as well. “Your magical world is quite
something, Harry.”
“It is, ain’t it.” Harry spotted somebody making their way towards them and
nodded. Bootstrap turned his head and his mouth dropped open in shock.
“Firenze, good te see ye again.”
“You too Harry Potter-Sparrow.” The centaur replied. “I must admit that this
was not something that I saw in the stars, you becoming a pirate – and going
back in time – was completely new for me.”
Harry grinned. “I ‘ardly doubt anyone could’ve foreseen anythin’ when Jack’s
behind the ‘elm.”
“That might be right. I met the eccentric captain a minute ago. He resembles
the Headmaster.”
“Just don’t let him hear ye say that, he’s priding himself on being original.”
Bootstrap, who had finally regained his composure, butted in. “My name’s
William Turner, Will’s father. They call me Bootstrap not to get us confused.”
Firenze smiled and his tail moved portraying his amusement. “Then I will call
you Bootstrap as well.”
......
“These are your rooms for the night, gentlemen and ladies.” Dumbledore said and
led the two crews into an enormous common room. All over the place hallways led
to bedrooms. “I’m afraid it will be a bit cramped.”
“Nothin’ te worry ‘bout, ‘Eadmaster.” Jack said looking around. “We’re used to
not ‘aving much te move about on.”
“Alright, but you two,” Dumbledore mentioned to Harry and Jack, “are going to
get your own rooms across the hall.”
“No thank ye, better give those to the Turner’s.” Jack replied and plumped down
in a chair. “I’m stayin’ ‘ere.”
“I’m stayin’ with the crew as well.” Harry grinned and waved his hand. A moment
later the fire flared in the fireplace before calming down to a normal flame.
Neither of the crews jumped at this, they had gotten used to it.
Dumbledore looked at them both then sighed. “Alright, then I leave you for the
night.” He left, followed by the other teachers and Phoenixes who had followed
them up. “Good night.” The old mage said before closing the door after them.
“Harry, do yer work.”
Harry grinned to Jack and started to look for the magic. It was all over the
place, but he was concentrating on the door. And just as Jack and he had
suspected Dumbledore had placed several locking charms on the door to keep them
in. “Ye were right as usual, Jack. But it ain’t nothin’ we can’t take care of.”
“Then what are ye waitin’ for, whelp. Get us outta ‘ere!”
“Aye, aye Capt’n!” Harry saluted and got to work.
The Phoenixes were about to discover just how difficult it is to keep a pirate
locked up.
......
The pirates spread over the whole of Hogwarts. Due to the knowledge-
transferring spell Harry had done earlier they knew Hogwarts inside out, a
thing they had ‘forgotten’ to mention to Dumbledore and everyone else. There
were several things they needed to know about the politics of this time and the
war that Harry had warned them no one would speak of while they were in the
room. His statement was proved later when Dumbledore had locked them in their
common room.
Jack was following Harry through the corridors and towards the Room of
Requirement. From there they could spy on anyone anywhere in the castle – or he
hoped they could.
“Where is this bloody room o’ yers?” Jack whispered and looked around. They had
almost run into Peeves and Filch twice that night.
“Patience Jack, it will appear when we need it.” Harry replied and continued to
run his hands over the wall.
“We bloody well need it now!” the pirate-captain growled and jumped as a door
suddenly appeared on the wall to his right. “That’s interestin’.”
Harry grinned. “Come on and lets see if it’s worked.”
They entered the room and Harry smirked while Jack just stared. The walls had
become huge TV-screens and they looked into a room filled with people. They
recognized Dumbledore at the head of the table with Hermione, Draco, Snape,
McGonagall and numerous other they had met that night.
“Now this ought to be interestin’,” Harry said as he and Jack settled to watch
the show.
Dumbledore clapped his hands and the room they were watching went quiet at
once. “Now, I daresay that we have gotten in quite the situation. And I am
referring to the pirates currently sleeping on the third floor.”
Both Harry and Jack grinned at this. How wrong the old mage was.
“They may be here to help us with those undead pirates and this Aztec curse
they talked about,” Snape mumbled. “But I still don’t trust them.”
“Neither do I.” Lavender spoke up. “I can swear I put on my diamond ring today,
but now it’s gone!”
“You probably didn’t put it on at all, or you lost it in the fight.” Hermione
reasoned. “Even if they are pirates doesn’t mean that they steal everything
that shines and glitters.”
Once again Harry and Jack exchanged amused looks. Hermione would be
disappointed if she ever found out the truth about the nature of pirates.
“If we trust them,” Neville began thoughtfully, “then why did you lock them
up?”
“Good lad, that’s somethin’ I want te know as well.” Jack said.
“We may trust them, but not that much. We are, after all, talking about pirates
here.” Dumbledore sighed. “And Harry has become one of them completely. I don’t
know where we have him anymore, but he’s certainly not going to take any orders
from us or the Minister.”
“Ah, yes, good you reminded me Albus.”
“That’s Arthur Weasley,” Harry whispered to Jack. “He wasn’t there under the
dinner. He works at the Ministry of Magic.”
“The word has gotten to the Minister that the pirates are here, and he’s coming
to Hogwarts tomorrow.” Mr Weasley sighed. “I think he’s going to try to make
them his puppets so that when he pulls a string they jump and do what he wants.
However, after hearing what you’ve said about them I highly doubt that he’ll
manage doing that. And if that’s the case then he’ll either have them thrown
into Azkaban or executed for being thieves, liars, murderers and evil bastards
on same level as Death Eaters.”
“The way those two crews were acting I doubt he’d even manage that.” Draco said
quietly to Hermione who grinned.
“Seriously though, are we going to let them run around dressed like that,
coming and going as they want?” Fleur Delacour asked. Harry noted that she had
completely lost her French accent over the years, though she still rolled the
‘r’s.
“I don’t know.” Dumbledore replied. “We’ll talk about that later. Now, we need
to concentrate on Voldemort. Severus, Draco, have your contacts told you
anything lately?”
“Nothing since last week,” Draco replied and shook his head. “I haven’t heard
from the guy since the last message, and I’m starting to worry about him. He
was only eighteen.”
“Is,” Hermione said firmly. “He is eighteen.” Draco smiled gratefully to her
and squeezed her hand.
“Arabella, what about the muggles?”
“Arabella Figg,” Harry told Jack. “She’s a squib, used to be my babysitter.”
“They are starting to notice something fishy is going on right under their
noses. The NASA and the American and Russian secret services used their
satellites and have focused them on the places where the battles against
Voldemort were held. They are getting closer Albus.”
Dumbledore nodded gravely. “We need to do something about those satellites
soon.”
Harry shook his head and let the room turn itself off. There was nothing
interesting to listen to, mostly numbers and other things that they had no use
for. He and Jack left the room and headed back to the common room they had been
assigned.
“So they want te make proper people o’ us, ey? Well, let them just try.” Jack
grinned. “This’ll be fun.”
Harry smiled and his green eyes twinkled. “I can’t imagine ye in robes or
modern clothes.”
“Or Anamaria in one o’ those robes.”
“Gibbs in clean clothes.”
“What are ye two chucklin’ o’er?” Anamaria asked as they entered the room.
“Nothin’.” Both replied at the same time.
The woman raised an eyebrow and shook her head. “Yer impossible.”
Harry nodded in agreement and yawned. “How ‘bout we all go te bed?”
“Sounds wonderful. Tomorrow’s gonna be tough, meetin’ Fudge and thwarting their
plans te teach us manners.”
“What about the spells on the door?”
“I’ll put ‘em up as soon as the last one arrives, and ‘ere he comes. ‘Bout time
Gibbs!” Harry grinned.
The older man growled and stalked past them to his room. “Shut it Green- Eyes!”
they heard before the door banged shut.
“What’s gotten into ‘is pants?” Harry asked.
Jack shrugged. “Good night.”
“Good night Capt’n.”
“Sweet dreams Jack!” Harry called after him and started to work on the spells
on the door. “Aren’t ye goin’ te bed Ana?”
She grinned. “Not before ye teach me this school anthem o’ ‘Ogwarts’s. I wanna
teach it to Cotton’s parrot and let the bird annoy the ‘ell outta Jack once
we’re back aboard the Black Pearl.”
“Oh, come on. ‘E only coloured yer hair electric blue. I can’t see the
problem.”
“Ye weren’t the one who ‘ad te walk around like that fer weeks.”
“If you had apologised te ‘im...” Harry grinned as he heard Anamaria growl,
stomp off and the bang of her door. He finished with the spells, giving them
the same signature as Dumbledore’s and making them just as strong, then went to
bed himself.
Tomorrow would indeed be a very interesting day.
......
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