The Captains Heart

THE CAPTAINS HEART

BY JOXIE


Title : The Captains Heart

Author : Joxie

Pairing : Main pairing Will/Harry Potter

Rating : NC17 AU

Authors Notes : HP/POTC crossover, there will be some very mild het in this story.

Summary : When Harry met Will…… Or where there is a Will there’s a way……

Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.

Disclaimer : I do not own Harry Potter or Pirates Of The Caribbean and I do not make any money from these writings.

Authors Notes 2 : If you like Will Turner as much as I do you might like to read my story Driftwood which is a LOTR/POTC crossover, in the LOTR Section.

THE CAPTAINS HEART

BY JOXIE

Chapter One

Will looked out over the never ending ocean while the sun beat hotly down on him. The Dutchman was being run on a bear minimum crew and it suited him just fine. His mood was not fit for company he was in mourning having discovered the year before that Elizabeth and his son had died in a fire. Gibbs of all people had told him the gory details as he handed over Will’s heart which lay in a Satin wood box. Will had returned to the Dutchman without saying a word after all what could he really say.

A breeze cooled his brow and then went static Will looked towards the horizon but no vessel was there. His eyes returned to the deck of his own ship in time to see a man appear out of thin air.

By the time he reached the stranger his four man crew were there muttering about witchcraft and ungodly practices.

“Mr Zuk take our visitor to my cabin and the rest of you back to work this ship doesn’t run itself” Will glared at his men.

There was a chorus of “Aye Captain’s” as they obeyed him quickly.

Will followed Zuk to his cabin and told him to lay the man on his bed “He looks to be nothing more than a youth” he commented.

“If I may Captain take care he could be cursed the men..” Zuk stopped when Will barked with laughter.

“The men should know better this must be her work he must be one of the unfortunates like the rest of us” Will retorted dryly.

“Be that as it may Captain the men have no taste for witchcraft” Zuk continued earnestly.

“They are on the wrong ship then go and tend to the wheel Mr Zuk” Will ordered and the man obeyed.

“Open your eyes boy I know you’re awake”” Will addressed the youth.

“This can’t be heaven” the youth muttered.

“So it must be hell then” Will returned.

“Damn unfair if that’s true” the youth sat up and rubbed his eyes “who are you?”

“I’ll be asking the questions if you don’t mind being Captain has its perks” Will actually smiled.

“My name is Harry” the youth looked expectantly at Will.

“Captain William Turner late of Port Royal” Will obliged him.

“I’m from London England” Harry again waited.

“How did you get on my ship” Will asked.

“I don’t know” Harry looked uncertainly around him “I was… I really can’t remember.”

Will looked at him with sympathy “I’m sure it’ll come back to you in time and of that you have plenty.”

“I’m on a ship” Harry said with belated realization.

“The Flying Dutchman to be precise” Will informed him.

“That can’t be The Flying Dutchman is just a dusty old myth and anyway its Captain was called Jones not Turner” Harry panicked.

“Says the boy who appeared on my deck out of thin air” Will taunted.

“Don’t call me boy after everything I’ve been through I’m hardly that” Harry yelled.

“What have you been through little man” Will demanded.

“I don’t know I can’t remember” Harry whispered desperately.

“Maybe you murdered someone” Will said not very seriously.

Harry went white “No!” His hands came up to his face and he began hitting himself violently.

“No you don’t Harry” Will grabbed and pinned his arms to the bed.

Harry screamed “Send me back, send me back” before passing out under Will’s curious gaze.

The door to his cabin slammed open and Zuk rushed in “Captain” he yelled out.

“We’re fine Zuk just a little temper tantrum that’s all” Will reassured him.

Harry slept the rest of that day and the night that followed it. He woke to a sunlight cabin and a man sitting by his bed.

His mind produced a name “Your William Turner and I’m on The Flying Dutchman” his voice was not as strong as he would have liked.

“That’s correct” the Captain confirmed.

“This is a nightmare” Harry sighed.

“But not as much as it used to be” Will said lightly “sit up I will get you some food and drink” he left the cabin and Harry alone.

Harry did as he was asked only then realizing he was naked beneath the bed sheets. He blushed just thinking about the Captain undressing him.

Will arrived with a loaded tray setting it on Harry’s lap he said “Tuck in I promise you it’s not poisoned.”

Will’s eyes held humour when Harry hesitated anyway, with a flourish he plucked an apple from the tray and sank his teeth into its flesh “See faithless one” Will smirked and continued eating the apple.

Harry helped himself to cheese, bread and some grapes. They both ate in silence each studying the other.

“My crew think you are cursed” Will popped a grape into his mouth.

“Then I should fit in well here” Harry’s eyes glinted.

“Do you recall anything yet?” Will asked casually.

Harry thought for a moment “No it’s like there’s a block or something stopping me.”

Will stood up and removed the tray from Harry’s lap “Leave the bed when your ready I will be on deck” he walked out of the cabin.

“Leave the bed when you’re ready” Harry echoed back to the empty room pulling a face.

Reluctantly he climbed out of the large comfortable bed and began searching for his clothes. Much to his relief they were found hanging over the back of a chair. His eyes then landed on a wash stand with soap and towels. After washing he dressed feeling comfortable in his jeans and tee shirt on trainer clad feet he went out of the cabin door. After some trial and error he found his way onto the deck and almost blacked out.

Reality hit him forcefully and he clung to a rail for dear life. He was on a ship; there was nothing but sea and sky all around him.

“Not going to faint junior miss?” Will taunted lightly.

“It’s not a dream” stuttered Harry.

“Though it could yet be a nightmare for you” Will said pleasantly.

Unsteadily Harry made his way over to Will who was standing at the wheel.

“You’re too pale and have too little flesh on your bones” Will’s words were brusque.

“Being starved does that to you” a sharp pain lanced through Harry’s head and confusion lit his eyes.

“Don’t fret boy I’m sure your memory will return eventually” Will managed a small smile “how old are you anyway fourteen, fifteen?”

“Eighteen and stop calling me boy” Harry snapped.

Will grinned “So old I’ll have to find you a walking stick.”

Harry looked down and moved from one foot to the other, while Will held back a smirk and waited.

Blushing Harry asked “Where is the toilet?”

“Toilet?” Will wrinkled his brow.

“Lavatory” Will still looked puzzled “water closet” Harry was turning bright scarlet.

“This is a ship Harry you go over the side or use a chamber pot” Will almost laughed at the look on Harry’s face.

Harry quickly turned and began to walk away from Will who shouted after him “It’s under the bed and don’t forget to empty it.”

The laughter of the crew ringing in his ears Harry almost ran from the deck.

“Mr Zuk drop anchor and see to sail maintenance” Will ordered.

“Aye Captain” Zuk responded promptly.

An hour or so went by and Harry didn’t reappear, frowning Will went to find him. On opening the door to his cabin the sight that met his eyes was a sorry one. Harry was sprawled in an arm chair his skin a grey green colour.

“On your feet sailor and on deck” Will ordered.

“I’m not a sailor” Harry groaned.

“Neither was I once now on your feet” Will retorted.

Harry grabbed the arms of his chair and tried to pull himself up; with a grunt he quickly collapsed back into it wincing. Only to be hauled out of the seat again by Will who forcibly walked him from the cabin and on to the deck.

“Going to be sick” Harry warned and found himself swung over the side of the ship in quick time.

He was set on his feet again after he finished vomiting his guts up. A piece of cloth was thrust at him to wipe his face with then Will offered him a ladle of water to clean his mouth with.

“God oh mighty can’t this boat stop moving” Harry rasped.

“She’s not listening and we are at anchor” Will replied leading Harry to the wheel “take hold of it and steady yourself.”

“Why?” Harry looked at Will oddly.

“Just do it” Will told him and waited until he did.

“Now look to the horizon” Will stood behind Harry placing his hands on the youth’s thin shoulders “relax.”

Will gently massaged the tense flesh “First time on a ship or don’t you know?” The Captains hands didn’t stop.

“Must be I think” Harry murmured.

“Not to worry you’ll find your sea legs we all do in the end” Will comforted.

“You do that well Captain” Harry sighed enjoying Will’s touch.

“My wife thought so to” Will’s fingers tightened slightly.

Harry looked round at that “Is she the reason you’re here?”

“Hardly mercy and compassion brought me here” Will lifted his hands from Harry “do you feel any better now?”

Much to Harry’s surprise he did and he managed a small smile “Amazingly yes you’ve got healing hands.”

“Blacksmiths hands but they do the job” memory flowed around Will and abruptly faded again.

Harry was looking at the horizon once more when Will rested his hands on his shoulders again and said “What am I to do with you? You are not dead so I can’t deliver you or take you for crew.”

“You could put me a shore” Harry offered attentively.

“Abandon you to the wolves I think not or at least not yet” Will left Harry alone at the wheel a frown on his face.

“Captain do we put him to work” Zuk asked casting a look at the new arrival.

“No but keep a weather eye on him” Will told him.

“Aye sir the sails are in order all is ready” Zuk waited.

“Then lets be on our way Mr Zuk” the Captain headed for the wheel and Harry.

“Duty calls Harry take a walk on the deck” Will ordered.

“Better than the plank I suppose” Harry muttered.

“That to can be arranged now move brat” Will was smiling as he took over the wheel.

Feeling better than he would have ever believed Harry wandered aimlessly around the deck. He eyed Zuk nervously the big man looked back at him as if he were examining a bug with magnifying glass.

“Skinny little runt aren’t you boy” the sailor accused.

“Big enough to take you” Harry spoke without thinking.

He was mortified when the sailor laughed heartily before replying “A less moral man might take you up on that offer boy.”

Harry stalked away from Zuk wishing he were anywhere but on this ship.

It was early evening before Harry could bring himself to eat anything and that was because Will was watching him like a hawk. They sat in his cabin Harry playing with his food and only taking the occasional bite.

Will caught his eye and frowned “Is the food not to your liking?”

“It’s good” Harry sipped from his wine glass.

“You need to line your stomach and build up your strength” Will pointed out while slicing up a peach which he then gave to Harry.

Harry bit into the sweet sharp fruit just to please Will and before he knew it he had finished the delicious peach and was wiping his hands on a napkin.

“What are your plans for me?” Harry picked up a bunch of grapes and put them on his plate.

“Buggered if I know but you were sent here for a reason” Will replied.

“So I’m stuck here until whatever happens happens” Harry sighed.

“Is there somewhere else you’d rather be?” Will bit into an apple thoughtfully.

Harry ignored the question “People must be worried about me friends, family…” pain lanced through his head.

“Try not to force it nature finds its own way eventually” Will advised.

Harry gulped his wine and slumped back into his chair.

“If you’re going to treat fine wine like that I’ll give you a drink that doesn’t mind rough handling” Will rose from the table and unlocked a large cupboard.

From it he withdrew a brown careworn bottle and a sturdy looking glass. He placed the glass in front of Harry and poured a double measure into it.

“Rum black as blood and with kick of a hell born mule” Will took a pull from the bottle.

Harry almost inhaled the drink and choked for his troubles, Will slapped him on the back grinning all the while.

“You didn’t say it fought back” Harry rasped never the less taking another mouthful.

The alcohol burnt down his throat and set his soul on fire “That is good” he murmured.

Will topped his glass up “You’ll regret it in the morning.”

“Perhaps but not tonight” Harry smiled as Will left the bottle by his side and returned to his seat.

“I went to boarding school” Harry’s voice trailed off.

“You’re from money then, educated meant for leadership maybe” Will’s dark eyes pinned his guest.

“Doesn’t feel right I’m just Harry” he poured himself some more rum “feels strange as if I was a misfit.”

“Different and not trusted” Will enquired.

“Yes” Harry drank his rum.

“You don’t appear to be a nobleman to me” Will commented.

“Working class just Harry I told you before” Harry’s words were beginning to slur.

“Then who paid for your education and why?” Will questioned.

“I had to save them” he blurted “that can’t be right remember just Harry….” this time he drank straight from the bottle.

“From what and who?” Will’s eyes were dark and dangerous.

“From ghoulies and ghosties and long leggety beasties and things that go bump in the night” Harry giggled “oh bugger Voldie or do I mean Bognor!” He passed out.

Will hauled Harry over to the bed and undressed him. After tucking him in he went and got a bucket just in case Harry needed it during the night. Then returned to the table and finished his meal.

Hours later while reading in a comfortable chair Will was disturbed when Harry abruptly sat up in bed “By all that is in me you will not win I am your death and I ride a pale horse” Harry’s eyes were open but it was plain he wasn’t awake “stand against me, hear me say your name Voldemort.”

Will was at the bed side in time to grab Harry as he let rip with a scream worthy of hell’s torment “You are dust” the words were raw from his abused throat and he slumped in Will’s arms as Zuk burst into the cabin.

Harry announced his return to the world with a pitiful whimper followed by a groan. He rolled onto his side and found a bucket held under his head gratefully he emptied his stomach into it and then allowed himself to be settled back into the bed again.

Zuk held out a glass of water to him and he rinsed his mouth and spat into the bucket again.

“I will tell the Captain you are awake” the man said not unkindly.

“Thank you” Harry replied hoarsely.

Alone he sank back into his pillow his mind turning in circles, his body hurting, aching and sore. Will walked into the cabin and up to the bed but before he could speak Harry said “I am Harry Potter late of the magical world London, England, I seek sanctuary on your ship and hold out the hand of friendship.”

Will took the offered hand in both of his “Stay and be welcome” he sat on the bed “you are a very long way from home aren’t you?”

“Many years and from a England you wouldn’t recognize” Harry agreed.

“You defeated a great evil and evil never changes” Will released Harry’s hand.

“How do you know?” Harry demanded.

“You suffered a violent nightmare last night” Will told him.

“I saved my world and I don’t know if they deserved it” Harry looked tired.

When Will didn’t respond he went on “You were wrong I am dead just not by water” Harry looked thoughtful “I wonder if they found enough of me to bury.”

Will reached out and touched Harry’s chest and to his surprise found no heartbeat. Briefly he wondered why he hadn’t noticed this before.

“As that is so I can offer you the choice become a member of my crew or go to your judgement” Will realized Harry’s reply really mattered to him.

“I haven’t changed my mind I want to stay if you’ll have me” Harry’s tone was slightly nervous.

“And my reply is the same welcome to my crew Harry” Will smiled.

Three days later Harry witnessed his first pick up, Zuk pulled two bodies from the water. Both young men who choose judgement over servitude, they wandered the oceans until Will declared that there were enough passengers to make the journey. The following nights sky was sharply black the starlight bright and gleaming.

As The Flying Dutchman rose from the sea to sail the skies just as ably as any ocean. Harry felt joy and happiness fill his being and laughed out loud. Will grinned back at him the young man’s joy was infectious.

Through the beautiful night they sailed in a state of grace until they reached a jetty composed of starlight and the passengers began to disembark.

As the last one stepped off the gangplank Will said “It’s not too late you can still leave.”

“It’s always been too late I’m staying right here where I belong” Harry kissed Will just a mere brush of lips that sparked with electric.

Will stared after Harry’s retreating form his lips still tingling from the small contact. So that was the way of things, he wasn’t unhappy to think Harry desired him and maybe more.

Harry was shaking by the time he reached the side of the ship he griped the rail and asked himself had he always been this stupid or was it just the effect of this magical night air.

At least Will hadn’t hit him and then thrown him from the ship in fact he seemed stunned and stunned was a lot better than angry or disgusted.

“Mr Zuk take the wheel and guide us home” Will ordered and went to Harry.

Will leant on the rail “Hit and run Harry” he murmured receiving no response he went on “the first person I kissed was a pirate called Jack Sparrow his mouth tasted of rum, passion and the ocean. I bless the day he seduced and buggered me.”

Harry almost jumped out of his skin and spun around to face Will, relaxing when he saw amusement on the man’s face.

“I loved my Elizabeth dearly but we weren’t married at the time and like all men I had needs. Granted had she known she would have cut my balls off and maybe even Jack’s as well. But she didn’t and I enjoyed Jack’s attentions and he mine.”

“I betrayed the first girl I kissed and couldn’t love the second but she loved me anyway” Harry revealed “I’ve never kissed a man before this night.”

“Did you like it?” Will asked.

“Yes” Harry felt as if he was drowning in Will’s eyes.

“Would you like to do it again?” Will demanded a little tensely.

“Yes” Harry whispered.

There lips met and Will took Harry in a passionate embrace. It was then that Harry knew he was in heaven, a heaven that burnt as hot as hell. A heaven that was strong enough to bear his weakness and glory in his strengths. Held tight against Will’s taut muscled body Harry surrendered and allowed himself to follow.

Will broke the kiss as The Flying Dutchman came to rest once more upon the ocean.

“Let me share your cabin tonight” Harry whispered huskily with zero intension of taking no for an answer.

Harry leant in for another soul destroying kiss and then nipped down Will’s neck before settling to suck the tender flesh into his mouth and biting down. A thrill ran through his body when Will groaned.

“Say yes” Harry whispered hotly against the bruised skin.

“God but you’re a brat, yes damn you yes” Will gasped.

Harry stepped away from Will grinning wickedly, Will in turn grasped his wrist and tugged him along behind him “Mr Zuk your in charge.”

“Aye Captain” the man looked vastly amused.

In record time the cabin door was closed behind them, Harry grabbed Will demanding another kiss before a word was spoken. He found himself slammed against a wall as Will give him what he wanted.

Awkwardly Will unbuttoned and unzipped Harry’s jeans his large rough hand palming the hardness he found waiting for him. Harry cried out trying to thrust against the practiced touch of the older man.

Will wouldn’t let him move and instead whispered hotly in his ear while continuing to squeeze and tease the flesh in his hand.

“I’m going to fuck you when I’m good and ready but first” Will dropped to his knees and swallowed Harry’s cock greedily.

Harry screamed hoarsely frantic to move but he was held by the hips as Will drove him out of his mind and over the edge into a conscious destroying climax.

Will caught him as he fell and with a breathless grin scrambled to his feet and slung Harry over his shoulder. A few strides and he placed his burden on the bed. For a moment he just gazed at Harry, who he thought looked like a ravished angel. Will then set about striping the youth letting his fingers wander where they would enjoying the beautiful body beneath his touch. When Harry was naked he stripped off his own clothes quickly and climbed onto the bed.

With Harry resting in his arms he gently rubbed his cock against a sharp hip bone and kissed and caressed where he could reach.

“That was amazing” Harry murmured “now what were you saying about fucking?”

Will laughed softly “I was right you are a brat but a beautiful one” they rolled slightly so that they could kiss in comfort.

“He’s ready what about you?” Harry asked squeezing Will’s cock playfully.

“Demanding brat” Will grunted as Harry persisted in his attentions.

In a moment of swift action Will was on top of Harry who looked up at him smugly. Slowly and carefully Will allowed his whole body weight to rest on Harry. He groaned when hands tried to pull him even closer and lean thighs wrapped around him. His cock rubbing against Harry’s own reawakening desire. He kissed Harry with desperation and need.

“Now” Harry demanded.

Will knew better he really did, Harry should be prepared and it was his first time. It would be painful the cutting away of innocence always was, at least that was his experience.

Harry whimpered then snarled “Now damn it!” He sank his teeth into Will’s shoulder drawing blood.

Will reared up breaking free of Harry’s grasping hands “I should make you say please” he growled.

Seconds later Harry’s thighs were wrapped around his waist and with great control he was pushing himself into Harry’s exquisitely tight body.

He knew when the pain hit his lover and paused “Breath Harry and try to relax.”

The look he received in return caused him to smile a little “It gets better” he promised.

For short while Harry’s moans were not of pleasure but he didn’t complain choosing to trust Will’s word. Faith was its own reward when stars exploded behind his eyelids.

Harry screamed when Will thrust into him again, he had never felt so alive, pleasure and fire raced through his veins. He reached out both physically and emotionally, there was only Will and Will was all he needed.

His world was flame and fire it purified him and made him whole. A sudden flash of white light and he was falling his mind clear and untroubled because he knew Will would catch him. Blackness seeped into his world and consciousness fled from him.

The next morning Will was still lying by his side when Harry woke aching and sore but at peace “Was it worth it?” The Captain asked.

“Yes” Harry held Will’s gaze.

“Move back into my cabin permanently” Will requested seriously.

Harry grinned “Try getting rid of me” he sat up and winced.

Will pulled his lover into his arms liking the way Harry’s head rested against his chest. He was content to hold his lover and content with his world.