A Harry Potter and Pirates of the Caribbean Crossover

Isla Cruses

Kat and James had spent enough time on the seas. After a run in with a hurricane three years after their meeting with The Black Pearl Kat pleaded for a home on land. James agreed but felt it best to find a deserted island.

That was how they rediscovered the Isla Cruses. James helped his bride down the gang plank into the white sands of the island. He was excited to show her all that had happened on the strange island.

James took her to the place where the chest that held Davey Jones' heart was. The larger chest was still there half buried in sand where James had dug it up. Kat ran a hand over it in awe. James took her other hand and led her through the jungle to the abandoned mill.

He took her through every detail of his battle between Will Turner, Jack Sparrow and himself as if he were reliving it. James carefully guided Kat through the crumbling mill and over to where the water wheel had been. They then followed the water wheel's path through the jungle and back to the beach.

As James gazed out into the blue green ocean Kat stared at him proudly. Quickly she pulled him toward her and kissed him. "Your adventure thrills me." She panted between kisses.

"Yes," James agreed. "But this adventure thrills me more."

Kat allowed herself to be lifted up into his arms. "Let us stay here."

James agreed and five years later they were still living on the island. With some amazing feats of transfiguration Kat had turned the crumbling mill into a large cottage. The two of them lived almost completely happy collecting fruit and spending nights on the beach. There was only one thing missing from their lives. One thing they both wanted but feared they might change history by having a child.

One evening Kat and James sat by the ocean laying on the large piece of canvas that had once been their sail. Beside them was a large roaring fire to keep them warm.

"Do you miss civilization?" Kat asked resting her head on James' bare shoulder. They were sitting on the beach in only their undergarments. Kat in a camisol and pantaloons and James in breeches. Kat's long hair floated around them in the breeze while James' hair was tied back.

"Occasionally," James said. "My life was about order. I had a duty to my country and my fellow man. I followed those strict rules until my heart swayed me otherwise. And when my heart was broken..." James sighed. "I wanted that life back so badly..."

"It's okay," Kat said softly pulling herself into his lap. "I don't condemn you for wanting it back. I can't. Then we wouldn't be here."

"Maybe..." said James still unhappy about his choices.

Kat smiled and shifted in his lap so she was straddling him. "Shh," she whispered to him. "Let me make you feel better."

James smiled slowly. She was in one of her moods to utterly please him. He leaned back so that he was laying down with her looming over him. She pulled off her camisol and tossed it aside.

James ran his hands over her now very brown body. AH! The perks of living on a deserted island. His hands lingered over her breasts, his thumbs pressing on her nipples making Kat throw back her head and groan. He had to remember this was for his pleasure and she would get upset when he shifted the focus for too long. Slowly he ran his hands down her sides indicating for her to proceed.

Kat raised up a bit and removed her pantaloons before leaning down and unclasping James' breeches revealing his manhood. She quickly tossed both of these aside wondering why they even wore them at all.

As she positioned herself, James moved his hands to grip her waist. Kat smiled down at him as she easily slid down his shaft. She threw her head back as he filled her and her long black hair trailed behind her in the wind.

"So beautiful," James muttered as he lifted a hand to brush some of her hair back. "I don't deserve such beauty and yet."

Kat pulled back almost all the way off before thrusting back down. Her hands were on either side of James' body as she began falling into a faster rhythm. He might be the only one to achive orgasim this way, but Kat loved watching his face.

His eyes closed as she moved faster. His hands slid up and down her soft smooth sides a few times before settling on gripping her backside. Kat's hands moved closer and her thumb stroked the place where her lover had been stabbed, although there was no evidence of it.

Soon James began panting heavily. Kat knew he was beginning to climax. She pushed faster watching him intently. His hands moved up her backside as he helped her move faster. James' eyes clinched closed and his hips bucked upward as he shot into her long and hard.

Kat threw back her head as she enjoyed the experience. Then she gazed back down at her husband still trying to catch his breath.

"You are beautiful too," she said to him in a low voice. Kat leaned forward so that she pulled off of him. She place several small kisses along his smooth jaw and up his chin to his lips. "No man," she said between kisses again. "Could ever look more beautiful or handsome than you my love."

James hummed into her mouth in agreement that she was equally beautiful. They kissed as the sky grew darker and the stars came out. Finally breathless and exhausted Kat rolled to James' side an snuggled against him.

A warm breeze blew over. James shifted so he had one arm wrapped around Kat's body and the other behind his head. Kat rested her head on his shoulder. Her hair gently brushed over their bodies as they lay there looking at the stars.

"When was the last time you cut your hair?" James asked as it covered them like a dark silk blanket.

"Mmm, never." Kat replied. "Would you like me too?" She asked looking up at him.

"No. I love it this long. I love how it feels against my body when you make love to me."

Kat smiled and looked back at the stars. "I like that too." She said softly.

Life was perfect on Isla Cruses. They had almost everything they could ever want. Kat and James fell asleep on the beach that night dreaming about nothing more than continuing their peaceful hermitage for as long as they both lived.