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Pirates
and Wizards
Disclaimer: I own neither Pirates of the Caribbean nor Harry Potter.
Authors Note: Enjoy!
Thanks to my beta and good friend Paladin Steelbreaker.
Chapter Twelve
The next morning Harry and Jack – who were sharing a room – were woken up by
angry yelling from all over the quarters that the two crews shared. They jumped
up and grabbed their own clothes only to find them already replaced by robes! They
looked down at themselves. Having slept in the pants and the shirt, they
expected those two articles of cloth to be there, but instead they found
themselves dressed in modern pyjamas.
“What the ‘ell?!” Jack exclaimed enraged. Then noticed that his hair was free
of all the beads and was clean. Even his teeth had been washed and shone
brightly in the morning light. Their weapons were gone as well.
Harry was in the same state. They looked at each other then hurried out into
the common room only to find the rest of the two crews dressed similarly. Anamaria
was glaring at anyone who dared to stare at her nightdress for more than a
second, Gibbs was puffing like an angry bull, the Turner’s were there as well
looking highly displeased. The rest of the pirates were looking down right
pissed off.
“What’s going on here?!” Bootstrap and Will demanded at the same time once they
spotted Harry and Jack.
Harry sighed. “I guess that Fleur had something to do with this.”
“I want me clothes back!” Anamaria yelled across the room.
At that moment Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hermione, Fleur and some others came in
and looked around in confusion.
“What seems to be the problem?” Dumbledore asked.
Harry made his way over to the Headmaster and growled. “Ye better be ‘appy that
we ‘ave no weapons right now, or ye’d all be dead the second ye walked through
that doorway. Where are our clothes?!”
“You can’t be series about actually wanting to walk around in those rags?!” Fleur
seemed repulsed and shocked at the thought.
“If not our clothes, then where are the weapons?” Elizabeth demanded a bit more
calmly, though everyone could see that she was pissed off as well. She wanted
to wear these modern clothes, but she wanted to be the one to choose when to
wear them!
“Those rusty knives?” Fleur continued not realising that she was treading on
dangerous ground. The others did after seeing the enraged looks on the pirates
faces and took a step backwards. “My dear woman, this is a Wizarding war, which
also means that it’s a magical war. Those things weren’t going to help you
anything against a Death Eater.”
Anamaria stalked to the front of the line and glared at the French veela. “If I
don’t get me clothes and weapons back within the next ten minutes, I’m going te
show ye just why pirates were and still are the most feared people who ever
sailed the seven seas!”
Fleur looked Anamaria up and down and snorted. “A woman shouldn’t be hanging
around with pirates.”
That did it. Anamaria raised her hand and punched the blond veela for all she
was worth, then just as Fleur had regained her balance Elizabeth punched her as
well. Jacqueline kicked her shin and stomped on her foot.
Dumbledore decided to step in before things got out of hand. “Stop, stop,
ladies! Alright, I’ll send for the House-Elves and your clothes and effects
will be brought up within the next half hour. I must however ask that you wear
the robes that awaited you in your rooms this morning, as the Minister of Magic
Cornelius Fudge is going to pay us a visit before lunch.”
“Professor,” Harry said and went with the Phoenixes out into the corridor. “We’re
pirates, and one o’ the things pirates hate most is te be ordered ‘round. Ye’d
be lucky if we show up at all, let alone in robes. Get used te the fact that ye
‘ave no control o’er us and leave us be.” With that he went back into the room
and slammed the door shut into their faces.
“Well, this promises to be an interesting day.” Snape smirked in amusement and his
black eyes glittered.
....
Finally dressed in their own clean clothes, the two crews headed out to their
ships and refused to even look at the wizards and witches that tried to talk to
them.
They were so caught up in their work around the ships that they didn’t notice
that Fudge had arrived with his ten-auror strong escort. They didn’t notice
that is until Fudge tried to climb aboard the Black Pearl and was promptly
knocked back to the ground due to the spells that Harry had put up.
“‘Ey!” Jack yelled down to the chubby, small man. “Don’t ye know ye ‘ave te ask
the capt’n fer permission before comin’ aboard?”
“Then who is the captain?!” Shacklebolt asked his eyes twinkling in amusement.
Jack grinned down to the man. “Yer lookin’ at ‘im!”
“Well then, Captain, may we have permission to come aboard?!”
“I’ll think ‘bout it.” Jack disappeared and found Harry just starting to climb
up into the mast. “I assume ye saw that?”
The green-eyed young man chuckled. “O’ course I did. One o’ the more amusin’
things I’ve seen in me life.”
“Who can we trust and who do we need te watch?” Jack asked. “Ana.” He nodded to
the woman who was still slightly pissed off from that morning.
“Kingsley Shacklebolt ye can trust, ‘e’s the one who talked with ye,” Harry
replied. “Fudge’s the idiot that tried to climb aboard, and the one with the
crazy coloured hair is Nymphadora Tonks. Ye can trust ‘er as well. She’s a
metamorphmagus like me, so watch out.”
“Got it, the others ye don’t know?”
“Ne’er seen ‘em before. They look like they’re new, might be just graduated.” Harry
started to climb towards the crows nest. “Ye know where te find me once ye need
me.”
Jack grinned. “O’ course, o’ course, whelp. Let Fudge sweat a little, aye?”
“Aye!” Anamaria grinned evilly. The bastard was going to pay for what had
happened to her this morning. She hadn’t worn a dress since she left home as a
ten year old girl. It was all his fault!
The pirate-captain smirked and walked back to the rail. Down there Fudge was
glaring up at him, while the aurors seemed amused. “Ye ‘ave permission, but one
toe outta the line and it’s back ashore. Got it?”
“Whatever,” Fudge growled. “Now get me up!”
Jack was not impressed and raised an eyebrow. “Ye’ll be the last one up fer
talkin’ back te the capt’n.”
“WHAT?! Do you have any idea of who I am?!” the Minister bellowed.
“A stupid, fat idiot who is gettin’ on me nerves?”
Fudge looked ready to explode. “I swear to God that I’ll have you hanged for
this, pirate!”
“Ye ain’t the first one who has said that.” Jack shook his head and used his
control over the Element of Air and lifted the group of people aboard along
with Dumbledore who had been standing off on the side watching the conversation
develop with his eyes twinkling madly. “Welcome aboard the Black Pearl!” Jack
waved his arms around indicating to the ship.
“This is no ship, it’s a half-leaking tiny boat.” Fudge mumbled but it carried.
The crew stopped what they were doing and stared in surprise and worry between
Jack and Fudge.
Jack had gone completely cold and was glaring at the smaller man. His hand went
towards his cutlass, but before he could draw it Harry jumped down in front of
him and started to push the pirate backwards.
“C’mon now Jack, if yer not careful ye’ll end up in the brig.”
“If that lump o’ goo ain’t carefully ‘e’ll end up in the brig!” Jack growled
and lounged.
“Ana! Gibbs! Cotton! ‘Elp me ‘ere! ‘E’s gone completely mad!” Harry had trouble
restraining the pirate-captain. The three he had called for came running along
with other members of the crew. Together they managed to hold Jack long enough
for Harry to cast a Petrificus Totalus that would actually work. “Sorry ‘bout
this Jack, but ye can’t go attackin’ the Minister. At least not yet.” Harry
said to the man. “Take ‘im te ‘is cabin.”
“That man is mentally disturbed.” Fudge declared.
Harry whirled around and had grabbed the Minister by his robes bringing them
face to face before the aurors had time to even blink. “Watch yer mouth Fudge. Yer
on our territory, and we lay the rules. One more wrong comment from ye, and te
the brig ye go.” He hissed. “I’m already beginnin’ te wish I ‘adn’t stopped
Jack.” He dropped the man again and straightened. “Ana, keep a sharp eye at
Jack. ‘E’s managed te get outta the Body-Bind before.”
“Ye got it, Green-Eyes,” the woman replied. “And what if ‘e does get out o’
it?”
“Send ‘im te the galley. I’ll be there with this...” he
mentioned to Fudge, “sharkbait ‘ere and its followers tryin’ te work somethin’
out. I highly doubt I’ll be successful.”
“Ye should ask Elizabeth te come,” Gibbs butted in as he came out of the
captains cabin and over to them. “She’s used te these kinds o’ things what with
‘er father bein’ who ‘e was.”
Harry nodded. “Good idea. Ye wouldn’t mind jumpin’ o’er te the Stormeagle and ask
‘er te come. Perhaps invite Bootstrap as well?” Gibbs nodded and quickly swung
over to the other ship yelling for Elizabeth and Bootstrap. Anamaria nodded one
last time to Harry and disappeared into the captains cabin. At least Harry
turned back to Fudge and his aurors. Kingsley and Tonks were having the time of
their lives, their eyes twinkling and their mouths twitching. The younger
aurors were looking a bit uncertain, but were still smiling in amusement,
though they hid it when Fudge glared at them. Dumbledore’s twinkling eyes were
the only thing that betrayed just how funny he thought the situation was. Fudge,
on the other hand, was blown up like a frog not being used to be ignored for so
long.
Harry rolled his eyes. “Follow me.” He said and led them under deck and into
the galley. There Jacqueline was sitting reading a Donald Duck that Harry had
conjured for her. “Jack, think ye can give us some time alone, lass?”
She looked up, and her eyes sharpened at the sight of Fudge. “That’s Fudge
isn’t it? No, I think I’ll stay here. This is the only place I can get peace to
read this... magazine, was it?”
“‘Twas, but ye won’t get much peace with us ‘ere.”
“Just as well, I wanted to hug you. I had a nightmare and I don’t think I want
to be alone.” Jacqueline climbed into Harry’s lap once he sat down, and put her
arms around him. She really was a great little actress.
Dumbledore’s moustache twitched and Kingsley coughed. Fudge still looked pissed
off, even more now that he was shown up by a young girl.
“Whad’dya want? Why are ye ‘ere?” Harry asked and put a protective arm around
the girl.
“Lets do this the simple way, Potter.” Fudge growled and sat down opposite
Harry. “This is an order and not a proposition, so think over it before you
answer.”
“And what may this order be?” Harry pretended to be interested.
“You join the war, do as I say and no one needs to be hurt.”
“We’re already in the war, Fudge. The two crews because some o’ their former
mates are ‘ere just on the Dark Side, and I because I ‘ave three people te
kill.”
Fudge raised an eyebrow. “And who might they be?”
“Voldemort is the obvious one. The next is Peter Pettigrew, just that ye don’t
believe ‘e’s alive. And a certain Bellatrix Lestrange.”
“That’s absurd, Potter. The only one you’ll be killing is the Dark Lord as
Bellatrix Lestrange was killed two years ago, and Peter Pettigrew has been dead
for over twenty years.”
“What? Lestrange dead?” Harry stared at Dumbledore who signalled that he’d talk
with him about it later. “Well, naught te do ‘bout that I suppose.”
“Good riddance says I,” Jacqueline declared from her seat in Harry’s lap.
“Ye’re startin’ te talk like me, Jack.” Harry pointed out.
“To be a true pirate you need to know how to talk like one. I’m practicing.”
“Ah, so ye’re thinkin’ ‘bout sailin’ with the Black Pearl after this war?”
“Of course, you and Jack promised me at least one adventure with you.”
Harry nodded thoughtfully. “That we did.”
“There you are!” Elizabeth came hurrying into the galley. “Jack’s awake!” she
warned Harry and in that moment Jack himself came through the door looking
slightly possessed and extremely pissed.
He glared at Harry. “Ye I’ll deal with later. First I need te get rid o’ a
rat.” His eyes focused on Fudge who gulped slightly and started moving away
from the pirate.
Harry, Jacqueline and Elizabeth watched in amusement. Barbossa was the last who
had dared to say anything insulting about the Pearl in front of Jack, and he
had stolen it right afterwards. And look where the man was now. Stone cold
dead.
This was shaping up to be a very amusing day indeed.
....
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