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Pirates and wizards

Disclaimer: I own neither Pirates of the
Caribbean nor Harry Potter

Authors
Note: Here�s
chapter two. Enjoy!

Thanks to
my friend and beta Paladin Steelbreaker.

Chapter Two:

Harry soon
learned that the life aboard a ship was difficult, even more difficult for him
who was completely new. He hadn�t even seen the sea before this, let alone been
on a boat. The crew was patient with him and taught him everything they knew,
but he never put his heart in the training. He was constantly thinking of
Sirius and of things that could have been, he was dwelling on dreams.

Jack
watched with worry as Harry faded more and more away. They needed to reach the
boy as fast as possible or he would die and Jack would loose his soul, both
things he would happily avoid. So one night he asked the crew what they
thought.

Harry, who
had become slightly hungry, was on his way towards the galley, when he heard
voices and stopped. His curious nature took over at once and he silently made
his way to the slightly open door and sat down to listen.

�So,�
Jack�s voice sounded curious. �Whad�dya think of Green-Eyes?� Harry really
didn�t like the nickname.

�Ye want me
to be �onest or dis�onest?� the voice belonged to Tipper.

�Honest.�

�The lad�s
the worst sailor I�ve ever seen and that�s sayin� summat. Bear in mind tha� I�m
takin� youn� Will Turner into consideration �ere as well.�

Jack
nodded. �Anamaria?�

� �E�s a
good lad, Jack, but �e�s too far gone for us to �elp �im.� The female pirate
sighed. � �E has the gift Jack, the same one that makes you such a good capt�n,
but �e�s too far down. �E�ll be dead before the year�s over if somethin�
doesn�t snap �im out of it.�

Another
voice spoke up. �Great!� it was happy and joyous and belonged to Pete. Pete was
a guy Harry really didn�t like because he looked and acted too much like Peter
Pettigrew. �Bless the boy, �e �as just won me twenty doubloons.�

�What are
ye talkin� about?� Jack snapped. Apparently he hadn�t known about this bet
either.

�Ye see, me
and ol� Tipper made a bet. Tipper said the lad would last at least two weeks,
and I said one. I won.�

Suddenly
there was a gunshot and a scream of pain. �If you ever bet about my heir again,
it won�t be your hand Pete, but your head.� Jack�s voice was deadly calm. He�d
lost every trace of his weird, slurring accent and spoke as clear as anyone.
�Harry is not going to die, nor is he going to fade away. He�s a Sparrow, and
though he may have gone through some horrible things a Sparrow always gets back
up. I�ll help him myself even if it turns out to be the last thing I ever do!�

Harry
retreated back to the cabin he had been staying the past four days. Hedwig sat
on the mast as usual and chatted with Cotton�s parrot. Her cage was stored away
in Harry�s trunk after being shrunk. Two things Harry had noticed since coming
to the past was that Voldemort couldn�t reach him here and he could do magic
without being busted by the Ministry of Magic. As a 16 year old he was counted
on as a full grown up, and could use his magic whenever he wanted.

He sat down
on the bed his head in his hands.

Jack really
believed in him, which was weird as he had thought that pirates didn�t care
about anything else but gold and silver. He felt more at home here at sea than
even in Hogwarts. Most of the crew were wonderful people with funny quirks and
habits, and he especially liked the way they spoke with their weird accents. He
thought about Ron and his large family and Hermione and hers. And the
numberless others that would die if Voldemort was allowed to roam free and do
what he wanted. Sure Fudge and Dumbledore were doing their best to keep
Voldemort from gaining any more power, but only Harry could destroy him. Was he
really so cold-hearted that he was willing to inflict the pain of loosing
someone on others when he could do something to stop it? No, he couldn�t, that
he knew with all his heart. He owed it to his parents and Sirius to at least
try to bring Voldemort down. It all came back to him, didn�t it.

Anger built
in him and his green eyes started to sparkle even more. Voldemort was going to
pay for all he had done, and he was going to pay good.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

Albus
looked around the room in worry. This could not be happening. Harry couldn�t be
gone, not when they needed him the most. Everything from his room was gone, and
there was no trace of intruders except a rope hanging from the windowsill.
Petunia and Vernon had contacted the Headmaster of Hogwarts at once when they
discovered that their nephew was gone, they had even gone as far as to capture
an owl in the park not caring if the neighbours saw them. They really cared
about Harry. He smiled at this thought, but it quickly slipped off his face
again. The fact was Harry was gone, and Voldemort was having a jolly good time
with it. Or, in Severus�s words: �He�s never been happier, and never before has
he scared me more than now.�

�We have to
search for him!� Molly Weasley insisted. �That boy is like my own son, and if
that monster Voldemort has captured him I�m going there myself to get him back.
And god help the Dark Lord if he gets in my way.�

�Calm down
Molly,� Snape sneered. �Voldemort may be happy as a hyperactive child, but he
is still pissed off at the fact that he hasn�t got Potter in his claws. Someone
beat him to it, and he has wowed revenge.�

Remus just
sat there staring at the table with his head in his hands. Tonks put a
comforting arm around him and hugged him close as the werewolf started to cry
once again. Kingsley was looking a bit out of it himself, Arabella was glaring
at Mundungus who was trying to hide behind Albus, and Mr Weasley was shaking
his head.

In a corner
stood the twins, Ginny and Hermione. All holding on to each other for comfort
and strength. None of them believed that Harry was truly gone, and they didn�t
even think of the fact that he could be dead. They knew, deep in their hearts,
that Harry was still alive. Therefore it was a bit easier for them to bear his
disappearance.

Ron stood
in a corner by himself. He really didn�t know what to do. The fact that Harry
was gone brought two consequences that he could see. One was that the Dark Lord
would have a better chance of winning the war, and the other was that he was
finally able to be Ron again and not in Harry Potter�s shadow. For once he
could be the hero. Yet, Harry was gone��

�People,
people, calm down please!� Dumbledore said once the level of noise got
dangerously high. �I know that the fact that Harry is gone is worrisome, but I
have a feeling that Harry isn�t dead. He has just disappeared off to somewhere,
and he is having a good time otherwise he would�ve found a way to contact us.
Until he returns � which we all know he will � we must do without him to the
best of our abilities.�

�How can
you be so sure, Albus?� Remus asked and looked up. His eyes were red and puffy
from all the crying he had done in the past few days. �How can you be so sure
that Harry isn�t dead, that he�s coming back to us? How?�

�I can feel
it Remus, deep in my heart; and, if I�m not much mistaken, Fred, George,
Hermione and Ginny can feel it as well. You, as a werewolf, should be able to
feel it even more than us.�

Remus
blinked then closed his eyes and concentrated. There was a breathless silence
in the room until a small smile appeared on the werewolf�s face. �He�s alive,
he�s trying to come back to us, but it will take time.� Remus whispered before
opening his eyes. �There�s nothing to worry about, he�s in good hands.�

Everyone
let their breath go and not even Severus made a comment about it. The Potion
Master and spy turned his head away apparently in disgust, but Hermione saw the
quick, relieved upturn of his lips. She smiled to the Professor when he saw
her, but this time his sneer didn�t affect her. Deep underneath that shell
lived a human being, and she had been one of the few to witness that human
being come up to the surface. Then, suddenly, Snape winked secretly to her and
raised an eyebrow. She mimicked him and couldn�t help but giggle a bit. That
man was completely impossible yet he was worth his own weight in gold.

Ginny
giggled at Hermione and the two of them burst into giggles attracting the
attention of the entire room. Fred and George looked at the two girls who were
currently laughing their heads off, looked at each other then burst out into
laughter as well. The fact that they were laughing was good enough for them.

Albus
looked at the laughing teens and chuckled silently to himself. A new quartet
was born. His eyes went over to Ron who had moved to the window where he was
staring out on the rain. That one he�d have to keep a sharp eye on. Jealousy
was a dangerous thing.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

The next
day Harry surprised everyone. For one he was wearing the dagger that Jack had
given him, another was that he had shrunk his clothes to fit him perfectly. He
had put on the bandana to keep his hair out of his eyes, and he had spent some
of the night to brew a Sight-Correcting Potion he had found in a book. The
explanation for the fact that he hadn�t brewed it before was that when Snape
had had the class make it, Harry had been in the Hospital Wing after one of his
infamous brushes with Voldemort.

To the crew
he looked like a younger version of Jack Sparrow, and Jack grinned when he saw
the boy. Things were about to change around the Black Pearl, that was
for sure. He watched throughout the day as Harry did the things they had been
trying to teach him over the past week, and he did them well. Anamaria was the
first who got over her shock and started to teach him what she knew, Cotton
soon followed along with Gibbs. Another good thing with having Harry on board
was that Cotton�s bloody parrot kept shut and talked with Hedwig most of the
time. The entire crew had been awed by the white owl, and she enjoyed much
petting and cooing something that Harry hadn�t expected to see amongst a pirate
crew.

That night
he joined them in the common area where the crew sat and chatted or ate. Harry
sat down in a corner with his back to the wall and a clear view of the door and
the rest of the room. He trusted Jack with all his heart, but he didn�t trust
all of the crew. And speaking of the captain, Jack came into the room and,
spotting Harry in the corner, came over and sat down beside him.

�What made
ye change yer mind, whelp?� the pirate asked. �Not that I mind, but I�d still
like te know.�

Harry
smiled. �A bird got me on better thoughts.�

�Huh?�

�Don�t play
dumb Jack, or I swear I�ll start to call you paps.� Harry threatened.

�Ye
wouldn�t!�

�Wanna
try?�

Jack
studied those green eyes and grinned. �Yep, ye would. Once a Sparrow, always a
Sparrow. Ne�er forget that.�

�I�ll try
not to� paps.�

�Hey! I
take insult o� that!�

�And I
care?�

The whole
crew watched the banter and most of them smirked in amusement. Perhaps the lad
wasn�t too bad to have around, if only for entertainment. Seeing him and their
captain bicker like that was really funny, not many of them would have dared
call Jack something that he didn�t like, and even fewer of them would get away
with all their limbs intact.

�Easy there
lads!� Anamaria said as she plumped down in front of the arguing couple. �Good
te �ave ye back te normal, Green-Eyes.�

�Can you
please stop calling me that?�

�A pirate
that says please?!� Jack sounded shocked. �We need te work on yer vocalbu�
bolacvyu, barlivac-�

�Vocabulary?�
Harry suggested with a raised eyebrow.

�Yeah,
that�s it! Vocabulary. And we need te teach ye a few pirate-songs as well. Me
personal favourite is �A Pirates Life For Me�.�

Anamaria
rolled her eyes. �As if that�s a surprise. Jack, yer getting� old and
predictable.�

�I am?�

��Course ye
are paps,� the woman replied.

Jack glared
then grinned deviously. �Well, then, if ye find me so predictable, predict
this. Ye �ave watch tonight, and fer company ye shall have Green-Eyes �ere. Ye
two need te learn te respect me.�

�Jack!�

�Call me
Green-Eyes again, and I swear someone will wake up with pink hair.� Harry
threatened. He was the son of a Marauder, and the godson of another. Time to
take up that inheritance.

The
pirate-captain grinned. �Now, now, Harry, ye need to learn �bout ev�ry aspect
of pirate life, and this is one of �em.�

�I really
hate ye sometimes, Jack.� Anamaria growled.

�I know
luv, I know.�

Harry shook
his head and smiled. Perhaps this wouldn�t be as bad as he thought.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

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