Black Magic (Harry Hook X Reader)
Words: 4210 (I didn’t even realise how long this was - oops I guess)
Warnings: Swearing, Fluff, Angst
Hi can I put in a request for a Descendants imagine where Harry Hook and Anastasia oldest daughter are dating and Uma honestly hates her so she spells Harry instead.
You had a habit of ignoring red flags. Period. In fact not only were you completely oblivious to them but it seemed you were often drawn to the sense of danger, almost always landing yourself in sticky situations. Try as you might, you couldn’t stop yourself. Everybody told you Harry Hook was trouble, from the moment he arrived in Auradon you were advised to stay as far away from the boy as possible, distance yourself from his antics and don’t get involved with him under any circumstance. Any circumstance at all. It was safe to say you ignored that perfectly rational advice.
Being the daughter of Anastasia you were expected to be as kind and level headed as your mother but your courageous, curious nature always lead you to find the excitement in life. Unfortunately for you, excitement seemed to come hand in hand with danger.
You were in the cafeteria, the first time you saw him, eating your lunch over a text book, studying for the exam you had the following period. At first you didn’t even notice he had joined you, far too absorbed in your chemistry equations to acknowledge the pirate that had slumped down opposite from you, staring at you intently. Harry soon grew impatient and cleared his throat loudly, enough to snap you out of your thoughts. You jumped a little
“How long have you been sat there?” You asked, suddenly alarmed at how long the smirking pirate had been watching you.
Harry beamed at you, a hint of insanity in his grin.
“Enough to know ye stick yer tongue out when yer concentrating. I find it very endearing”.
He smirked at you.
You set down the pencil and looked the boy up and down. He was leaned back in his chair, his legs crossed and resting on the table. You ignored his comment
“Do I know you? You don’t look familiar?” You said, chewing down on your lips slightly as you racked your brains, trying to work out if you had seen him before.
“I’m offended sweetheart,” Harry said, swivelling his legs around so he as sat back at the table, crossing his arms “Ye sure ye don’t recognise me?”
He leaned forwards across the table so his face was only inches from yours. His eyes searched your face for some flicker of recognition, their iciness making you shiver slightly. They were seriously blue, almost sickeningly so, full on Prince Charming, field of forget-me-nots, perfect cloudless sky blue, that seemed to mimick the ocean. Yet the boys eyes had a harsh quality to them, encased a thick smear of dark black eyeliner, a brooding stare that was different to any you had seen in Auradon. Then it clicked, this was no prince. This was a pirate.
“Hook?” You questioned, presuming the boy you were face to face with was the son of the infamous captain himself.
Harry started to laugh, clapping his hands as he pulled away from you.
“Surprised it took you so long, this kind of gives it away sweetheart”, he sniggered, tapping the tip of his silver hook on the table “Get lost in my eyes did ye?”
The cocky smirk had returned, the corners of his mouth turned up into a mischievous grin
You ignored him again, raising a single eyebrow as the hook got closer and closer towards your hand.
“They actually let you keep that?” You said in disbelief nodding towards the silver weapon , as you reached into your bag to pull out a cupcake.
“I’d like to see them take it off me”
“Fair enough” You said before taking a bite of the cake in your hands. Smacking your lips together, you cocked your head at Harry, confused as to why he was staring at you.
“What?” You whispered softy.
Harry once again closed the distance between the two of you as he reached his hand towards your face. You gazed at him with confusion as he started to caress your cheek slightly with his thumb. You pulled back a little but he steadied your head causing you to stop and look at him again.
“I just wanted to tell ye that…” Harry breathed, still rubbing your cheek, a soft burn threatening to turn them red. Now you were perplexed, baffled as to how this complete stranger had paralysed you with a single sentence. He leaned in even further, making you feel slightly uncomfortable in his presence, yet for some reason you didn’t want him to back away. After an agonising silence he finished his sentence
“… Ye got fosting on ye nose”
Harry pulled away from you immediately a smug look on his face. In one movement he swiped the chocolate icing from your nose and licked his finger, raising his eyebrows innocently at your scowl.
“Harry Hook, you fucking little tease. I’m goi-”
“Harry! We’re going! Now!” You were cut off by Uma, who strutted from the other side of the cafeteria, grabbing his arm and hoisting him upwards. She glared at you, making her immediate dislike towards you obvious.
Harry obeyed, standing up and tucking in his chair. Blowing you a kiss, he started to walk away.
“See ye around Y/N” he called, waving his hook at you.
You wrinkled your eyebrows.
“How did you? Wait? I didn’t tell you my name? How did yo-”
Harry chuckled again.
“It’s says on your credit card” the pirate grinned, waving the purse he had snatched from you in the air, before vanishing with his Captain down the hallway.
“Get back here you thieving little git!”
The next time you saw Harry’s eyes light up in the same way was months later. Over the passing weeks you had made a strong bond with the pirate, attempting to keep him out of as much trouble as possible. But it had gone much further than that. Both of you had started to fall into a mutual obsession with each other, a weird chemistry forcing the two of you together. Neither of you would admit the obvious, you were falling in love. It wasn’t practical, hell, it wasn’t even planned, yet slowly but surely you and the pirate became in-separable. You loved him. You loved the way his eyes sparked or he’d lick his lips when he’d tell you a story, you loved the way he ruffled his hair on the rare occasions where he was nervous. He loved you more than he wanted to admit. He loved the way you snorted when you laughed, he loved watching you mouth the words silently to yourself when you read. Then everything changed. Everything changed because of her.
“Pssst sleeping beauty. Wakey wakey”
You were woken to a soft voice whispering close to your ear. You slowly opened one eye, looking around to see who the mystery speaker was. You had fallen asleep on your window sill again, the glass pane opened slightly, creating a small breeze. Unsurprisingly it was Harry crouched outside your window, perched on the a small section of castle wall. His eyes blinked widely at you through the glass of the window, the corners of his mouth turned up into a grin.
“I told you not to come” You sighed, rubbing your eyes as you woke up.
“Ye left yer window open” he sniggered “Come on princess, ye know ye want to”
You groaned but gave the boy your hand, slipping out of your window before your roommates, Evie and Mal, would notice you were gone.
“We really need to stop sneaking out like this Harry,” you grumbled as you landed on a small pile of gravel.
“Oh Y/N,” laughed the pirate, “Why we would we when it’s so much fun”
With that he threw you over his shoulder, running around in circles with you while you giggled, pounding on his back and demanding him to put you down. He didn’t.
“Hook! Put me down! Where are we even going?”
“That’s for me to know and ye to find out” he whispered in the moonlight, a hint of madness in your eyes.
The lake. The two of you walked across Auradon Prep’s playing fields until you reached the salt pool at the very bottom of the grounds.
“Night swimming Harry? How very pirate of you,” you joked, amused by the boys obsession with water as he started to pull off his shirt.
“Ye saying that yer don’t want to see me topless?” He said, catching you staring at his muscular chest.
You playfully swatted his arm.
“You know full well that wasn’t what I was saying”
Giving you a quick wink, he dived into the water, bobbing up and down, motioning for you to follow. You rolled your eyes, but pulled off your clothes until you were left in your underwear. Harry swam towards you grinning like the Cheshire Cat, grabbing you by the waist and lifting you into the lake.
“It’s freezing!” You shrieked, clinging to Harry, trying to scramble up his body to escape the cold. He just laughed heartily at you.
“Yer a big wimp ye know”
“Shut up Hook” you joked, your teeth chattering as you splashed water at the pirate before ducking and swimming under the water. Harry did the same, grabbing your hand as you both cut through the gentle waves. You eventually resurfaced, wrapping your arms around Harry’s neck and spluttering with laughter. Unexpectedly, his hand drifted to your hip, settling there and pulling you closer. You inhaled sharply. The mood suddenly became serious as you fell against Harry’s warm torso. You splayed your hand against his bare chest, intending to push him away but instead you left it there. Harry’s breathing quickened along with yours as he began nuzzling your neck with delicate kisses. You urged yourself to push away, you knew he was trouble, but you couldn’t. He took a chance, angling his head slightly to the side so that his lips came closer and closer to yours. You were surprised to find your own lips parted. Your breaths mingled, hearts fluttering inside of your chests as his arms encircled you. It was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, droplets of water resting on your lips. Finally the two of you pulled away, your eyes still closed for seconds afterwards before you both opened them simultaneously, breaking out into more gentle laughter.
That was the memory that came to mind as you sat on the uncomfortable rock beside the lake where you and Harry had first kissed.
“Happy Birthday to me, happy birthday to me,” you sung glumly to yourself, picking up a handful of stones from the river bed.
“Happy birthday dear Y/N” you continued, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.
“Happy birthday to me”
You threw the stones as hard as you could into the lake, spitting water in all directions as they plummeted to the surface, releasing all the anger and hurt that was rippling through your body.
Why wasn’t he here? Surely, he wouldn’t have let you come if he wasn’t planning to. He wouldn’t leave you, he promised you he wouldn’t leave you. Where was he? You were soaked and embarrassed and alone, on your birthday. He stood you up on your fucking birthday. He was probably with her, that was always the excuse, with Uma. Your throat let out a small croak. That’s when you broke down for real. You started to bawl crying, digging your fingers into the river bank and clawing at the mud. It had been torrentially raining for the last four hours you had been sat there waiting for Harry to never show up, so you were completely sodden, your limp body beginning to tremble. You kicked the water a final time before sobbing all the way back to your dorm room.
“Oh honey come here,” cooed Evie, running towards you with open arms when she saw you stop in the doorway of your door room, soaking wet and with mascara running down your face.
“What happened Y/N?” Mal asked soothingly as you wrapped a blanket around your shoulders and squeezing you like Evie.
“He never turned up,” you spluttered “I just sat there and waited and he never turned up”
“Y/N please don’t tell me you’ve been sat out there all afternoon in this weather” Evie said, glancing at Mal with concern
“He told me he’d be there,” you said so quietly they almost didn’t here you.
“I’ll kill him. The next time I see him I’ll-” Mal growled.
She was interrupted by a knock at the door.
Evie, sprung up to answer it, half knowing who would be at the other side. She undid the lock and swung open the door, only to be greeted with a panic stricken pirate. Before she could slam the door in his face, he put his boot in the door frame.
“Mal, I think we should leave them alone” she whispered, pulling her purple haired friend, who was already sending Harry death stares, away so that only you and Harry were in the room.
“Y/N I’m so sorry, I can explain I-”
“Let me guess you were with Uma” you spat coldly, taking Harry by surprise.
You let out a sad laugh.
“I’m so done with this. You always put her before me always. Do you know how that feels?”
He tried to hug you but you pushed him back, making him clench his jaw.
“Y/N! She’s my captain!”
“And I’m your girlfriend Harry, unless you want Uma to be. Is that it huh? Do you love her?”
“Now ye just being stupid! She’s like my sister!”
“I’ve seen the way she looks at you, she loves you I’ve always known that. But now I’m starting to think you love her too”
“YOU LEFT ME ON MY OWN IN THE RAIN ON MY BIRTHDAY!” You screamed, your voice cracking mid-sentence.
“I know and I’m sorry and I’m trying to explain why I-”
“Just get out” you said motioning towards the door with your hands.
Harry grabbed your arm but you snatched it away.
“Y/N I love y-”
“I don’t want to hear it”
“ Ye know I love y-”
“JUST GO AWAY HARRY!” You yelled, tears threatening to spill as you pushed the pirate out of the door, slamming it behind you. You were being harsh on Harry, you knew, but he’d hurt you and you were still trying to wrap your head around the fact your birthday had been a complete disaster.
Even though it was the worst place that Harry knew he could have gone, he was out of options. He had no one else to talk to about this, so he went to the one person who he thought would understand. Uma.
Your mother used to tell you that a good nights sleep could make a situation seem a thousand times better and as the case usually was, she was right. When you woke up the next morning you had gained a new perspective on the issue, realising something you hadn’t the night before.
“I never gave him a chance to explain,” you thought to yourself, “He was trying to but I just exploded on him”
A guilty pang erupted in your stomach. Determined to put things right, you got up early, making breakfast for you and the girls before heading to find Harry who you hoped would be in one of Auradon Prep’s common rooms
“So you’ve forgiven him?” Asked Mal completely baffled that you wanted to talk to him again.
“Not exactly, ” you corrected “I’m giving him the benefit of the doubt”
“Why?” She continued, unable to hide her distrust of the boy.
Evie swatted her arm to make her shut up.
“Because I love him Mal” You said eventually, unable to find any other way to put it.
“And he loves you,” Evie added “He may be a complete and asshole, b-u-u-t, he loves you”. Soon the three of you were giggling your way through the hallways, your arms linked, trotting to where you knew Harry would be. You were about to walk into the common room, a familiar Scottish accent bouncing across its walls, when you were brought suddenly to a stop.
“Oh hey Y/N!” Said Carlos awkwardly a nervous, fake looking smile painted on his lips. He was blocking the doorway, Jay stood behind him.
“I’ve just remembered I…. Uh…. left Dude’s leash in your room. Will you run up and get it for me… Like uh…now?”
You looked at your friend, slightly alarmed by his odd behaviour but put it down to the fact it was still early in the morning, and laughed.
“Sure!” You took a step forwards “I’ve just got something I need to do fir-”
“No! You don’t want to go in there!” Shouted Jay loudly, making your jump a little “I mean, we should really go up now”.
He offered you a weak smile and you just giggled at them, pushing past them a little so you could find Harry.
“Y/N! Wait!” Said Carlos, but you ignored him
“Why is everybody acting so weirdly this morni-”
“Oh no” said Jay under his breath.
You found Harry alright. In the middle of the room he was sat on a table top, his arms tangled around Uma, kissing her hand. They were laughing at something, their foreheads pressed together, their hands interlocked
You made a sound closely resembling a small animal being kicked and stumbled backwards. You felt a physical pain in your chest, as if somebody had just pulled your heart straight out of your chest and smashed it on the floor in front of you. You caught Uma’s eye.
“Oh Y/N!” She said with mock kindness “How lovely to see you!”.
Instead of springing away from Uma as you thought he would, Harry turned his head towards you and smiled sweetly, before continuing to hug her.
“What?” You whispered under your breath, starting to become dizzy.
“Y/N come on we’ll go now, we’ll figure this out, come on,” Evie whispered in your ear, trying to drag you away.
You resisted, planting your feet to the spot where you were stood.
“WHAT IS GOING ON!” You shouted, your hurt suddenly turning to anger as you struggled to comprehend what you were seeing.
Harry rushed towards you, still hand in hand with Uma.
“I’m sorry, this all happened so fast,” Harry said, making complete eye contact with you, an odd formality in his voice.
You were completely speechless, your mouth opening and shutting without any noise coming out, like a goldfish. Jay put a hand on your shoulder for reassurance, the only thing keeping you from passing out.
“Something happened to me when you kicked me out of your room last night Y/N” he looked back longingly at his Captain “A connection, with Uma”.
Yep, your heart was completely and utterly shattered.
You looked as though you were going to throw up. Evie and Jay looked as though they were going to throttle the two pirates. Carlos looked as though he wanted to cry. But it was Mal’s expression that was the most telling; she looked scared.
“What are you saying?” You stammered out, eventually, your eyes begging Harry to say something redeeming.
Uma answered for him.
“He’s saying it was love” She let out a little giggle, before melting into Harry, pulling him away a little.
“Now I understand why ye wouldn’t let me tell ye, I loved ye. It was because ye could see the potential for me and Uma” Harry continued, making you feel smaller and smaller with every word.
“No,” was all you could squeak out, before he was pulled further away.
You were so close to throwing up.
“Something’s wrong here,” Mal hissed, trying to be discrete.
“You’re telling me,” spat Jay, staring daggers at the pair.
“No,” Mal continued “Look at Harry. Look at his eyes”
Wiping away a few bleary tears you did as your friend demanded. She wasn’t wrong, Harry’s eyes didn’t seem like his own, a weird blankness painted over them. The more you watched Harry the more you realised how strange he was acting, the mannerisms that made him Harry were no longer there. He moved completely wrong, his signature mischievous grin replaced by a passive half smile. It was as if Harry had been replaced by an empty shell of himself. Sure it looked like him, but the pirate you saw in front of you was in no way Harry. And then it hit you, all five of you at once.
“You don’t think that Uma could have-” Evie started.
“I know she could have” You cut in
“He’s been spelled!”
As soon as the words left Mal’s mouth, you ran forwards to the boy you loved, placing your hand on his shoulder. He had to know, there had to be a little bit of him deep down there that still loved you, a little bit that hadn’t been corrupted by black magic.
“Harry, listen to me,” You said softly.
“No! Get away from him!” Yelled Uma, pushing you away. Jay was suddenly behind her, restraining the daughter of Ursula and stopping her from moving.
“You’re going to shut your mouth” Mal spat at her.
“Harry,” you tried again “Please look at me”
The pirate obeyed, staring down into your eyes.
“Y/N, I can’t help it, I’m in love with-”
“With me Harry! You’re in love with me”
His eyes shifted a little so you continued.
“You loved that you could never figure me out but you’d still try to guess what I was thinking anyway. You loved that I’d hold your hand whenever you got angry or mad or frustrated.”
You reached out and grabbed his hand and for a second the spell faltered, you could see it, but then the sea witch chimed up again.
“Harry! You know you love my smile”
He looked back at Uma, who Jay was still holding, nodding his head and dropping your hand. You had to keep trying.
“Harry! Can you remember the look on my face when we first met”.
Harry chuckled to himself lightly, returning for just a second.
“Of course I do, ye were concentrating on your school work and yer tongue was stuck out of the corner of yer – No, no I don’t, the only face I can remember is Uma’s”
You were getting through with him bit by bit, there was no way you were going to let him slip from you now. Evie joined in next.
“Harry who’s the last person on your mind before you go to sleep?”
“Y/N” he replied.
“Why did you decide not to try to destroy the school when you first got here” added Jay
“What would you say if I told you Y/N has two sugars in her coffee?” Said Carlos
“I’d tell ye that’s the biggest pile of bullshit I’ve ever head. Anything less than three and she’ll spit it out”
You smiled a little, the spell was wearing off, he was nearly back to you.
“Harry, can you remember the beauty spot at the side of my neck. The hidden one. It was always your favourite because it was on a secret bit that nobody else can see”
“I love you Harry Hook. I bloody love you. Even if you are a flirt. Even if you do scare small children for fun if I forget to remind you not to. Even if you are a little insane.I love you okay and I-”
Harry cut you off by crashing his lips onto yours and for the first time since you entered the common room, you breathed deeply. You threw your hands around his neck as you felt his lips smile under yours. He was back, your crazy, overly-dramatic pirate was back and you had not intention of letting him go.
You heard the core four cheering and the sound of Uma screeching but you ignored them all, refusing to pull away until you needed air.
“So ye love me eh?” Harry grinned, brushing his nose against yours.
“Oh look the cockiness is back! You know maybe the robot Harry wasn’t so bad. I’ll get Uma to teach me the spell later,” you laughed before pausing to clarify “I’m joking”
“Just you wait till I get my hands on that Captain of mine, I swear-”
“Harry, chill. I think Mal and Evie have got this one covered”
You both glanced at Uma, who was being dragged out of the common room by your roommates, their mouths a blur of lectures and threats to chop all of her hair off in the night. You couldn’t help but snigger. So much for being dignified civil members of Auradon’s society.
“I think ye might be right there sweetheart” Harry chuckled, “Any chance of a second try at yesterday, I was genuinely caught up, but I still prepared the picnic and ye know, it’s not raining today,” He looked at you with hopeful eyes.
“Harold James Hook” You giggled, stealing the pirate hat from his head and placing it on your own “You had me at sweetheart”