On My Own (Harry Hook) Part Three
“You swore you’d never hurt me”
“You swore you’d never leave me On My Own”
“Harry Hook is coming to Auradon.”
You woke up in a cold sweat while the stars were still out and the moon was still shining. You checked the clock sitting beside your bed and sighed. Three o’clock in the morning. You had roughly six hours until Uma, Harry, Gil, and their wharf rats arrived. Great.
Glancing over to make sure Lonnie was still asleep, you silently moved over to the window seat, staring up at the night sky. Sighing, you slid on a pair of shoes and snuck out of the dorm room, following a path engraved in your head. About a week after you first got to Auradon, when you were feeling more than a little homesick, you used a spell taught to you by your father, Dr. Facilier, to find your way up to the roof where you could just barely see some of the ocean.
Sitting down on the blanket you had brought, you stared at the small sliver of ocean visible to you from the high rooftop. It was times like this you couldn’t help but let your mind wander back to Harry. You were still surprised he accepted the offer to come to Auradon, but something told you he only did it because Uma told him to. Some small, dying part of you wished for the reason he accepted to be because of you, but you knew it was a lie. Harry Hook was a lot of things. A liar, a psychopath, murderer, deranged. But, a romantic was not one of them.
You slowly laid back, staring up at the stars. “Second star to the right, and straight on till morning,” You mumbled to yourself before laughing slightly. A certain friend of yours, a hat wearing, hook wielding friend, once told you those directions. Apparently, that was where the Jolly Roger, his father’s ship, once sailed the seas. He talked about visiting the place called Neverland a lot, to see the boy that never grew up. The one that defeated his father.
He never told you, but you could sense the true meaning behind his words. The reason he actually wanted to go to Neverland; to finally defeat Peter Pan, to prove that he was stronger than Captain James Hook.
You couldn’t help but think that whatever insidious plan Uma and her first mate had brewing would prove even more than that.
“Well, isn’t this just a warm welcome?”
You stood in front of Auradon bright and early that morning, glaring out of the corner of your eye at the King as Uma and her lackeys stepped out of the limousine. Fair Godmother and Ben exchanged gleeful glances as the band slowly died down.
“Hey, Guys. I’m King Ben of Auradon and I welcome you to Auradon Prep!” Ben introduced, reaching his hand out to shake the hand of one of the wharf rats’ (Sylvester Smee if memory serves you right). Immediately his hand was knocked aside by the rugged pirate with a glare. “Don’t touch me,” He sneered at the King.
“We do not take that kind of tone here, Young Man!” Fairy Godmother shot back, giving him a stern look.
“Yeah, Keep your mouth shut, Sylvester,” Uma added, giving him a lethal smile. The boy just cowered before slinking back of the very back of the huddle of pirates. You could feel Doug’s relief from where he stood with the band. He didn’t have to deal with showing them around and explaining the classes to the Villains this time. Oh no, that job was stuck with you…
“Come on, Y/N, if anyone knows how to control those pirates it’s you!” Ben had said as you stood in his office, still soaking in the fact he was bringing some of the lowest form of evil into Auradon in the form of a sea witch and her two minions.
You shook your head at the boy stubbornly. “No way, Ben. I’m not getting stuck with that group of rats. Not if you promised me a golden horse.”
“What about a golden minifridge?”
Turns out he didn’t mean golden as in the minifridge was made of gold, rather the minifridge was painted a gold color. You ended up giving it to Evie to keep her special chemicals at the perfect temperature.
You were so lost in your thoughts you didn’t even notice all of the people staring at you expectantly. Your face flushed red as you stared back at Ben. “What did I miss?”
“And here is where you will be attending your remedial goodness classes, taught by Fairy Godmother herself,” You announced, stopping at a set of doors that led to a room you had become very acquainted with.
“What’s remedial goodness?” Gil asked with a curious look.
“You’ll be taught the rights and wrongs. Like no poisoning, killing, or stabbing someone with a hook,” You replied swiftly, not sparing a glance to the pirate clad in red leather that was standing at the back of the group, though you could feel his eyes boring into you.
“No hooking?” Harry whined, slinking over to where you stood. “But that’s my speciality.”
“I thought scaring was your speciality?” You remarked, raising an eyebrow at the pirate. He smirked slightly, curling his arm around your shoulders, “Yer talking to a man of many talents, lass.”
You scoffed, pushing the brunet away, “ The girls’ dormitories are that way, the boys’ are that way, just follow the signs. You’ll find your name engraved on a plaque outside of your designated room, all rooms and roommates are final. No switching,” You instructed, motioning to opposite sides of the school. “That’s the end of our tour, if you have any questions feel free to find me or Ben and ask.”
The group of pirates slowly dispersed, leaving just Harry, Uma, and Gil standing in front of you. You sighed, running a hand through your hair, “Yes?”
“We aren’t staying in separate dorms. Put us in a dorm together,” Uma demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. Your eyebrows shot up. This witch.
“As I clearly stated, all rooms and roommates are final. No switching. The rules state no more than two to a dorm, and girls and guys can’t share dorms,” You stated blandly, not in the mood to deal with the pirates before you.
“Yeah, well, we’re villains. We don’t do rules. You should know that, seeing as you were once one yourself, before you turned your back on evil like the rest of those pansies,” Uma shot back. You couldn’t help but laugh.
“Oh, if you want to go against the rules you can gladly return to the Isle, it won’t hurt my feelings at all. Otherwise, shut your lobster trap and get to your dorms.”
From the corner of your eye you could see Harry move to go toward you, only to be stopped by Uma. “Harry, chill.” She muttered, eyes boring into yours coldly before whipping around and walking in the direction of the girls’ dorms.
“You’re messing with the wrong pirates, Lass,” Harry seethed, whipping around and yanking Gil to the boys’ dorms.
“Bye, Y/N!” Gil called out, giving you a happy wave before he disappeared.
Do you think Fairy Godmother would let me graduate a few years early?
“Look at her over there, acting like she’s so much better than us,” Uma growled, watching you angrily from across the courtyard. She slammed her fist on the picnic table, startling the son of Gaston. He shook his head, turning back to building a mashed potato sculpture. But, moments later, a tray was slammed down on the table, demolishing the masterpiece.
“This place is so borin’ I want to hook meself,” The son of Captain Hook grumbled, plopping down beside Gil.
“My sculpture…” Gil whined slightly, desperately attempting to fix the pile of potatoes.
“It’s like she forgot she was one of us mere months ago,” The sea witch continued, ignoring her two companions. Harry followed her gaze before a low growl left his lips at the sight of the Darling boy obviously flirting with you.
“I’m gonna hook him,” He stated matter-of-factly, standing from his seat. Uma scowled, yanking the brunet pirate back down. “Don’t get distracted,” She gritted out, giving him a stern glare.
“You know what you have to do.”
Harry Hook paused, before giving nod,“Yes, Captain.”
A/N: Soo, whaddya think?