Ohay mates! I be Older den Time an' dis story be da continuation of digisammiegirl's Magical Secrets at Sea – A Harry Potter and Pirates of the Caribbean Crossover. I loved her story an' da way she be bring'in da two together. Da flow made me want ta see dis voyage to da end. So, with her permission, here's da prologue, to my version of Harry's years at da castle of Hogwarts an' beyond the horizon.

First up, I've credit to digisammiegirl for the original idea and the

Prologue – Sorting

An (edited) excerpt from the previous story:

"Well, well," a gravelly voice sounded out in his head. "Never thought I'd see a pirate of your sort here, Mr. Sparrow. But yes, I see what is going on. Clever. Quite clever. Your goddess is a smart woman, preparing you as she has. Hogwarts hasn't had such a well prepared student in a long time. It will be refreshing to see what you do. And I see you have made a friend already. Yes, Longbottom could use a good friend and vice versa. And what of young Malfoy? Ah yes, yes I see. But now, where to place you?"

Hufflepuff is an option. You would do well making loyal friends, yet you might scare a few of them off. Ravenclaw would be good for you with your eagerness for knowledge, yet you would probable drive the others crazy with your pranks: that's a Gryffindor trait, but your cunning would make the other lions wary of you. Slytherin would be a good environment for you to practice, but your adventurous and spontaneous nature would set them all on edge. Any way and I'll have quite a bit of fun watching you, young one. But where to put you?"

"Yes, I see. Then you'd better be…"

HUFFLEPUFF!

The majority of the hall fell into silence while the Hufflepuff table erupted into cheers. Harry hopped off the stool and handed the Hat to McGonagall. He strode to an open spot next to a pretty redhead and her blonde friend, their names escaped him. Something like 'Bons' and 'Abbit'? Nevertheless, he introduced himself, using that Sparrow charm. Both blushed and giggled while the lads around him were excited to have the famous Boy-Who-Lived in the supposed 'House of duffers'.

Up at the Head table, the teachers were recovering from their shock. Well, most of them were. The witch that looked as if she spent her time outside a lot looked smug as she collected several galleons from her fellow professors. Harry would have to see what that was about.

"So Harry," the redhead, now known as Susan Bones asked. "Why did you change your name? It's supposed to be Potter, not Sparrow." The way she said it sounded very rude.

"Well love," Harry began, pirate brogue on his tongue. "That's a question ye be askin'. Problem is, I'd rath'r not be sayin'. Can't have certain people of…questionable circumstances be findin' out too soon, savvy?"

Harry's manner of speech confused Susan. "Savvy?" she asked. "What's that mean?"

"Savvy be savvy, love," Harry said with a rogue-ish smirk. "Means that I be askin' if I be understood, savvy?" Susan blushed the look on Harry's face, but nodded quickly and turned to Hannah, who thought the whole thing was rather funny. Harry turned towards the Headmaster stood, giving out a speech, something to do with 'Forbidden' and 'a most painful death'.

Well now, I take that as a challenge, gov'na…

Dere's da prologue, kinda sho't tho... Well, all de credit goes ta da lass, digisammiegirl, fer comin' up wi' de idea and bring'in it ta reality, I'm be sailin' da seas ta make de adven'cha ta life...

Read & Review, or I'll keel haul da lot of ya, savvy?