#charming reader

Meanwhile, Harry was simply enjoying your company, his friends sitting across from him working on homework or just talking, happy with their lives in Auradon and being away from their parents. Auradon had been better than they thought and had no plans for destroying it. So what could go wrong now eh?

Chad grinned behind his cup as his eyes locked onto the core four, remembering what had happened a few months before cotillion after the four were caught attempting to steal one of Ben’s boats. He knew exactly what to do to get Harry away from you.

And away from Auradon.

-

A week later, Harry was sitting in Chemistry class when Mr. Deley's class phone rang. He paused, turning to it and picking it up. “This is Mr.Deley,” he said, brows-raising as the other person spoke “…of course, I’ll send him right over fairy godmother” he bid her goodbye and turned, eyes locking onto Harry, who suddenly felt a pit grow in his stomach “Harrison Hook, Fairy Godmother wishes to speak with you in her office.”

Harry felt like he was going to throw up, what did he do? He hadn’t missed a single class since his first month at school? Did he accidentally miss an assignment? Insult somebody? He felt everyone's eyes on him as he stood, Evie and Doug staring at him worried as Chad just grinned, knowing exactly what was about to happen.

Harry grabbed his things and walked out of the room, hands in his pockets as panic set into his bones. He hadn’t been called to FG’s office since he had been assigned to dance classes, so-what had happened for it to happen now, after so long? He arrived at FG’s office, taking a long deep breath before he knocked twice “Come in Mr. Hook” Mr. Hook, oh shit how badly did he fuck up? He opened the door, sidestepping into the room with an unsure look.

FG looked up at him, her hardened face softening as she saw his fear “Take a seat Harry” she said, gesturing to the plush seat in front of her desk. Harry closed the door behind him and slowly walked over to the seat, sitting down carefully and setting his bag to the side, picking at his thumb as he leaned back into the chair “do you know why you’re here Harry?” FGs asked, standing and walking to her tv, inserting a disc into the player underneath it.

“No?” Harry said slowly, as far as he knew, he had been doing good, no fights, no thefts, no absences, he hadn’t even cursed out anyone? FG hummed, turning to him with her arms crossed, her eyes disappointed. “does the museum of history ring any bells?” FG asked, tilting her head slightly as she turned the tv on, grabbing the remote from the tray next to her desk.

“aye?” Harry said, still very confused, scratching the back of his head, watching as FG scrolled through security footage of one of the rooms in the museum. “uhhh?”

“last night” FG started, pausing the footage and turning to Harry again, and Harry suddenly felt very small, and scared. “there was a theft, of one of the items within the museum, one that belonged to the piracy age of the 1700s.” FG pointed to a case, which had an old map within it, one that Harry easily recognized.

“the Mao Kun map?” Harry said, his voice questioning as FG nodded, slightly impressed Harry knew the real name of it as the museum referred to it as the map of worlds end. “yes, and, there was something very interesting around the time of the theft, shown on the cameras” FG played the footage, and Harry was horrified to see, well, himself, sneaking into the room and taking the Mao Kun map, never facing the camera as he turned and ran. The guards appeared moments after his disappearance, all looking confused, FG paused the footage. “what do you have to say for yourself?”

Harry couldn’t speak, staring in horror at the footage, tears burning in his eyes. “whe-wha’?” Harry croaked out, and FG frowned, not buying his act. “Mr. Hook, you stole a very valuable item, and that in itself is a very punishable offense. Denying it won't save your case.”

“but-but I?” Harry gasped out, unable to breathe and the world blurred around him, both from his tears and the lack of air. He hadn’t even been to the museum since-since the school tour three months ago! “I-I don’t-I never-“ Harry nearly bent over in his chair, bile rising in his thought. FG just stared at him, though her resistance to Harry’s ‘act’ was beginning to break, slowly starting to think he wasn’t acting.

“who will kill you?” FG asked, having a feeling Harry wasn’t joking one bit, if the way the core fours parents had been during that video call had been any hint, FG guessed that captain hook wasn’t any better. “meh-meh dad” Harry croaked, hugging himself, holding his left wrist, which FG realized was always bandaged “I choose good, I choose Auradon, he’ll kill meh. Please yeh can’t send me back” he sobbed, face crumbling and his cheeks red “please.”

“Mr. Hook.” FG started, setting down the remote and walking in front of Harry, leaning against her desk. “unless you confess, I will be forced to take action. Of which you will be expelled and returned to the isle of the lost.” Harry fully broke at that, tears streaming down his cheeks as he stood, knocking over the chair he had been sitting in “Mr. Hook sit-“

“yeh cant!!” Harry nearly screamed, unable to control his voice as he sobbed, and FG faltered, unexpecting the strong display of emotions. “yeh can’t- I can’t go back! He’ll kill me!” FG looked very concerned now, all thoughts of sending Harry back gone.

FG stared at Harry as he nearly collapsed, begging her not to send him back. And FG was about to say she wasn’t going to anymore, not with how Harry reacted so badly, but her office door burst open, revealing (y/n) and Uma, both breathing heavily and their eyes wide with panic. “Fairy godmother!” (y/n) said quickly, rushing over to her and holding up her phone “we have proof he didn’t steal the map!”

“wha-“ FG started, watching as Uma took the tv remote and scrolled through the footage, nodding as she got to the beginning of ‘Harry’ stealing the map “the theft happened around one am last night, correct?” Uma asked, humming as FG nodded “(y/n)?” FG turned to her, eyes widening as (y/n) shoved her phone in her face.

“Harry was with us at that time, we stayed up till three am!” (y/n) said passionately, Harry grabbing onto her free hand as she reached towards him “and before that, we went to the kitchen at one am to get snacks, Harry was within the dorm building the entire night. Harry didn’t do a damn thing” FG was shocked at the slight curse that slipped through (y/n)’s lips but everyone in the room jumped as Mal slammed the door open, holding a shoddy recreation of Harry’s red leather jacket, a bad brown wig, and some brown boots.

“Harry was framed,” Mal said simply, walking over to FG and handing her the ‘clothes’. FG examined them, then glanced at the footage, frowning as she realized they matched the ‘Harry’ in the footage exactly “someone’s trying to get Harry expelled” FG let out a sigh of relief, dropping the clothes and leaning against her desk, rubbing her face.

“thank goodness, I have to admit Harry, I didn’t want to confront you about this. You have been doing so good, and have been such a good influence on (y/n), I didn’t want you to leave Auradon prep” FG confessed, giving Harry an apologetic smile as Harry accepted the strong hug from (y/n) and Uma, Mal standing to the side with a relieved smile “Mal” Mal looked to FG, tilting her head a bit “where did you find these?”

“on the side of the dorm building” Mal pointed off towards the dorm building across the way from the school “so someone in the school doesn’t want Harry here anymore” Uma and Mal shared a glance, having a feeling about who it was.

FG hummed, tapping her chin then closing her eyes “I don’t believe we have any clues about this framing. So let's hope whoever it is, slips up and we find the map in their possession. And we’ll have to be sure that if this happens again, we double-check for the culprit. Harry?” he looked up at her, and she felt her heart crack at his red-rimmed eyes “you are excused from homework for the next month, and if you ever need a day to yourself, you have my permission to skip class for that day” Harry nodded, thanking her for the ‘gift’ and walking out of her office with (y/n) and Uma at his side, (y/n) holding his hand tightly as Uma held the other.

-

Chad broke his pencil as he saw Harry walking into Chemistry, not expelled. Evie glanced at him, glaring for a moment before looking back at Harry. ‘are you okay?’ she asked him with her expression, and Harry shrugged, completely exhausted from the panic attack he had while in FG’s office. Being almost expelled and being framed for theft didn’t help either. For the rest of the school day, any vk that was in the same class as Harry sat next to him, hiding the fact that he was taking a nap during school hours and helping him take notes, frowning at his red-rimmed eyes.

Uma smiled as (y/n) and Harry met outside the school, (y/n) hugging him tightly as he slammed into her, shaking slightly. The two walked off to the garage to take (y/n)’s car to the studio, and Uma turned, glaring at Chad as he stared after (y/n) and Harry, anger clear in his expression. “what did you do?” Uma whispered, watching as Chad walked off, imaginary steam erupting from his ears.

Uma continued to watch him, knowing Chad had something to do with the attempted ruin of Harry’s happiness, and she had a feeling it had all to do with (y/n). she huffed, turning on her heel and making her way to Jay and Carlos’ room, it being the room the vks always went to after school to talk about their days and eat as much junk food as they could.

-

About a week after the ‘Harry didn’t steal the wand’ incident, you got a text from him. ‘The pretty boi- hey, meet me at the gazebo at the lake by the school, 5pm <3’ you rose your brow at the heart emoji but quickly texted him back, telling him you would be there. You smiled, excited for what Harry had in store for this sudden date. You went to your next class, one you had with your brother, and plopped down next to him. You ignored him as you took out your workbook and opened it to the page the teacher had set on the whiteboard. Not noticing Chad taking your phone from your bag and switching his and Harry’s numbers again, having done that earlier during first period. As he did so, he didn’t realize he took a screenshot while he had opened the messaging app.

He slid your phone back into your bag and snickered to himself, he couldn’t wait for later when you ran into his room, crying about how Harry stood you up. And a few hours later, you were at the lake, sitting in the middle of the gazebo waiting for Harry. Five minutes went by, then ten, fifteen, twenty, and then finally after half an hour, you took your phone and texted Harry.

‘Lil dancer - Hey dude, the fuck?

The pretty boi- what?

Lil dancer - you invite me out on a date then ditch me?

The pretty boi - what are you talking about?

Lil dancer - earlier you texted me about meeting at the gazebo by the school lake at 5pm, its 530 now, so the fuck?

The pretty boi- ….

The pretty boi - I haven’t texted you since before first period darling.’

You leaned back from your phone, the fuck? Yes, he had? You took a screenshot of your text with him from earlier and sent it to him, only to get another screenshot back, the texts he had supposedly sent you missing.

‘The pretty boi- im on my way rn but-darling im serious, I haven’t texted you all day’

You frowned, then sighed, burying your face in your hands. After a few minutes of pondering Harry arrived, holding a bag of food. “Hey,” Harry said, plopping down next to you and setting the bag in your lap “I got yeh food, lemme see yer phone?” you handed him your phone and then opened the bag, sighing in relief to see your favorite food within the styrofoam box.

“lass, this isn’t my phone number,” Harry said, showing you the screenshot you took…but it wasn’t the screenshot you took, it was from a few hours earlier, during math class. “what?” you said confused, taking your phone back and tilting your head “this isn’t my screenshot though? This was taken hours ago, and I never took one at that time?” Harry shrugged, having already figured out what had happened. Someone, somehow, took your phone and switched their number with Harry’s, but who? And why? Were they some jealous girl who wanted Harry? Did they want you? Did they just hate Harry or you in general?

“well, at least we cleared that up” Harry muttered, taking the 2nd styrofoam box from the bag and popping it open, turning to face you as you sighed, leaning into your hand, tapping on the drink that Harry had also brought for you. “yeah” you mumbled back, spinning on your heels to face Harry and blowing a raspberry. “any ideas?”

Harry just rose his brow and you snorted, knowing what and who he was alluding to “maybe, he did try to sabotage my birthday, who knows, he might’ve been the one to frame you for the map…and he is the only one who knows my passcode” you muttered, grabbing your phone again and looking at the screenshot, nearly growling as you looked at the phone number again “aaand that’s his number. Fucking Chad” you huffed, turning off your phone and setting it behind you

Harry chuckled, cupping your cheek and giving you a supportive smile “he’s just an asshole, if yeh want, yeh could…tell yer ma?” you snorted, knowing if you did that Chad would be grounded for years. “I just wanna know why he’s doing this,” you said, gesturing to the phone then Harry. He shrugged, pursing his lips “I’m a pirate darling, and from the isle. He probably thinks I’m corrupting yeh or somethin’ or usin’ yeh ta get tha wand” you actually laughed at that, making Harry smile.

“that's ridiculous” you chuckled, resting your hand on Harry’s knee. “if you were, you would’ve done that months ago, I know you, and Uma, you both are terrible at the waiting game” Harry choked on his laughter, nodding his head.

“aye, Uma, when we were tryin’ ta get the trident, got impatient with our speed n tried to undo the sails, almost got tossed herself into the waters, twice.” Harry said, smiling as you snorted, covering your nose as soda almost came out.

“ah, fuck-really? When was this?” you asked, wiping your hand on your skirt as Harry leaned back on his hands, glancing up at the forest ceiling, a few clouds passing by through the gap of trees. “eh, a couple months before cotillion, somehow the trident got behind the barrier; an’ Uma, Gil, an’ I went fer it. Mal pulled some sort of time spell last second though, so Uma didn’t get it” Harry said, still sounding disappointed in the turn of events of that day. You hummed, leaning into your fist as you listened to Harry intently “it was this whole thing, Uma won one of me da’s ships, and we sailed ta’ the isle of the doomed to find ‘er moms shattered necklace, the one Uma wears all the time? Gil had ta’ put it back together fer us, Uma n I couldn’t stand still long enough ta do it” Harry chuckled, smiling fondly at the memory, it was one of tense anticipation, but that day had been fun overall, almost dying with his two greatest friends over some puppeteer skeletons.

“how’d Uma win the race?” you asked, leaning forward as Harry grinned, his eyes sparkling at the memory. He pushed off his hands, leaning towards you as he began to recount the entire story, starting from the day the race had been announced, and then going on to when made the bet between them, resulting in him becoming her first mate.

-

Chad threw his phone at the wall, as the next day, you and Harry were just as close as the day before, shoulders touching and everything as you laughed at something Gil was doing. He had one last idea, and it was going to work. because what girlfriend thought clearly when she saw her boyfriend kissing another girl?

-

“Hey, Anya!” Chad called, strutting up to the brunette girl who was taking her books from her locker. She glanced at him, then back at her locker, not interested in talking to the known playboy of Auradon prep “hello~ I’m talking to you?” Anya slammed her locker closed and glared at him, pursing her lips slightly, her bright blue eyes stark against her dark skin.

“what do you want Chad?” Anya barked, still not interested in talking to Chad. He smirked, nodding back towards where Harry’s locker was “just wanted to let you know, Hook’s crushin’ on you” at this, Anya suddenly looked very interested. unbeknownst to her, Harry was already very much in love with someone else, that someone being you. But Anya didn’t exactly pay attention to other people unless they personally interested her. Plus she really only caught glimpses of the pirate boy, so do forgive her for not knowing much about him, including the fact he had a girlfriend.

“really?” Anya asked, leaning back a bit to stare at Harry who was stuffing his hoodie into his locker, revealing his nicely built arms. “are-are you sure?” Chad grinned; malice hidden behind his baby blue eyes. “very, heard him talking about you to Uma” Chad said as he turned to the side, letting Anya get a clear shot of Harry. “he’s usually free after third period, would be a good time to catch him?”

Anya nodded, biting her lip as she readjusted her bandana. And so a few hours later, right after third period, Anya made her way to Harry's locker, taking a deep breath as she saw him at his locker, trading his chemistry book for the history of pirates. “hi Harry~” Anya purred, tilted forward slightly as Harry leaned back to look at her, his ocean blue eyes confused. “uhhhh, hi?” he said, turning back to his locker and  taking a pack of oreos from it, closing his locker and leaning against it “ Anya right?”

“yep~!” Anya chirped; happy he knew her name. well if he had a crush on her, he should know her name. “so, I learned something interesting a few hours ago~?” she stepped closer to him, Harry distracted by opening his pack of oreos. He hummed, freezing as he realized she had gotten close to him, real close. “uh” Harry stuttered, his face flushing slightly at her getting in his personal space, but she misread his signs and thought he was blushing because of his crush on her. So she leaned closer “I heard you have a crush on me~”

“wha-“ Harry started to say, whipping his head around as he heard some begin to talk “what, the actual fuck?” you said, your bag dropping from your shoulder as you saw Harry pinned against his locker, a girl less than a foot from his face, looking very flirty. “darlin’ its-it’s not what it looks like!” Harry panicked, dropping his oreos and holding out his hand towards you.

Anya suddenly leaped back, holding up her hands as realization struck her “oh-oh shit! I am so sorry! I didn’t know he was dating someone! Fuck-Chad he must’ve lied to me! I knew I shouldn't have taken his word” you paused when your brother's name slipped from her lips and you walked over to her, resting your hand on her shoulder gently “did-did you say, Chad?” you whispered out, rage bubbling beneath the surface of your skin. Anya nodded, tears burning in her eyes.

“yes-he-he told me Harry had a crush on me, and i-I didn’t know you were together, I am so sorry! I would’ve never tried anything if I knew about you” you smiled, knowing Anya was being sincere. “you’re okay, Chad is just an asshole trying to break Harry and I up. Thank you for backing up as soon as you found out though” Anya nodded erratically, taking your arm.

“of course! I don’t want to wreck any relationships! Again I’m so sorry and-imma just go, yall are cute together by the way!” Anya turned on her heel and ran to her next class, while you turned to Harry, who looked relieved but still terrified. You sighed and smiled, Harry’s entire body relaxing. “shit-tha’ scared me” Harry whispered, heavily leaning against the lockers, his hand on his chest. You hummed, walking over to him and taking his hands, chuckling as he let you tug him off the lockers and start to walk him to his next class, which was next to yours.

“I’m done with Chad” you finally said as you walked the halls, Harry pulling you into his side as you took your phone out and pulled up the one contact that Chad always listened to “it’s time he has consequences for his actions.” Harry chuckled, catching a glimpse of the name of the contact you pulled up.

‘Mom’

-

“CHADWICK OCTAVIUS CHARMING!”

Chad froze in the middle of tourney practice, surrounded by all his teammates as his mother stormed onto the field, her usually calm face pinched in pure anger, her cheeks red and eyes blazing. He spotted his sister behind her, Harry at her side as she waved at him, a cheeky grin on her face as their mother grabbed his ear and began to drag him off the field “I KNOW YOUR FATHER AND I DID NOT RAISE YOU LIKE THAT; YOU ARE HEREBY GROUNDED FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR FOR TREATING HARRY LIKE THAT YOUNG MAN.”

Chad froze, what? how did his mom find out about his actions against Harry? “but-but he’s corrupting (y/n)!” Chad tried to defend, not realizing he had sealed his grave by admitting his meddling in his sister's life. His mother whirled around on him, and Chad physically shrunk down under her glare “you just sealed your fate young man” Ella hissed out, forcing him in front of (y/n) and Harry, shaking him a bit “apologize to them, especially Harry. Now.”

Chad just glared at them, still set in his mindset of ‘Harry’s Evil’. Ella shook him again, (y/n) and Harry stared at him blankly “apologize. Now” Ella hissed again, and Chad groaned, giving a droning apology. “im sorry” he muttered, glancing to the side.

Ella huffed, rolling her eyes “you’ll change your tone once you're done with your year suspension of all after school activities” Chad perked up at that and whipped his head around to stare wide-eyed at his mother “what!?” he screamed, wrestling out of her grip and holding up his hands “you-you can't do that!”

“I can and I will” Ella hissed, grabbing his wrist “you’ve gone too long without proper punishment, you will give me your phone for the next month, and you will lose all social media, anything not having to do with school or family will be deleted off your phone. Fairy godmother will personally oversee this” (y/n) and Harry were cackling as Chad was dragged away, pleading with his mother to go easy on him, but she wasn’t, she had enough with his foolishness.

“ahhhhhh” Harry sighed, wiping away a stray tear of laughter “that was so worth almost bein’ sent back ta’ the isle” (y/n) giggled, grabbing Harry’s hand and waving to the tourney team, Jay, Ben, and Carlos eagerly waving back with laughter. “come on” (y/n) said excitedly “im taking you out for a celebratory date, we’re going to rubys!”

Harry giggled, running along with (y/n) to her car, salted caramel milkshake here he comes!!

-

a few hours later, the Mao Kun map was found in Chad's room, and Chad was thus expelled from Auradon prep. after all, it would be unfair if Harry was punished for a theft he didn't even do with expulsion, and chad was let off practically scot free for something he actually did. (no this isn't a side eye at the books what are you talking about?)

-end of part 8-

 omg its been quite a bit since the last part~! legit more than two months now, so i apologize~! but-we gots one last part left, the performance~! and then a possible epilogue~! so i hope yall enjoyed chad getting his just desserts~

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You were finally back at school after winter break, and you had waited until then to pull your revenge prank against Chad for attempting to ruin your birthday by trapping Harry in a closet (oh and then ruining your kiss with him as well). Harry had ended up coming back to the castle for the kingdom's Christmas ball, and ended up staying until after new year’s as well. Actually, he had stayed until winter break was done so you both went back to school together.

It had been a blast being with him, running around the nearly empty halls, late movie nights in the theater, laying in the garden during a warm sunny day during the cold winter weeks. So many times you had come close to almost kissing him again, each time, Chad or someone else interrupted.

So you added another pound of glitter to the bomb.

And now, about a week after you had gotten back to school, you were sneaking into Chad’s room, hiding the deceivingly small glitter bomb in his bed canopy, and at 8 am the next day, it would explode with multi-colored glitter, all colors that would clash with Chad’s color pallet. Including a nice puke green~.

You snickered to yourself as you snuck back out of Chad’s room, hiding behind the next hallway wall as Chad and his roommate, Dylan; grandson of Dewey the Keeper, went back into their room. The door closed and you let out another laugh, running off to Harry’s dorm room to tell him the plan was in motion.

-

You woke up at 8 am on the dot to a very high-pitched scream of terror and surprise, and you laughed, falling back in your bed as your roommate stared at the door in shock. “what did you do?” Beth asked, her emerald eyes looking to you as you clapped your hand on your chest, continuing to giggle so hard you couldn’t breathe. “is this about what happened at your birthday ball?”

You nodded through the tears of laughter, hearing Chad starting to scream profanities so loud you, in the female dorms, completely across the building from the male dorms, could hear it. “Gl-glitter bomb” you said through wheezing, and Amira just rolled her eye and laughed gently.

“Of course, you extra ass little shit” you just laughed even harder as Beth got up and went into the bathroom. you soon followed her lead; you couldn't wait any longer to see how Chad liked his new glitter look~!

You raced out of your room, soon running into Harry who was waiting by the hallway Chads room was in, a large grin on both your faces “as he come out yet?” you whispered, clinging to his sleeve as he shook his head “that shit is never going to come out of anything, he’s going to be shedding glitter for years” you laughed, pulling Harry away as you heard Chad stomp over to his door.

It was hard to keep in your laughter as Chad arrived at the cafeteria that morning, hair sparkling with multicolored glitter, still wiping his hands and body of the fine material.

He huffed as you laughed at him, for a moment thinking you could’ve been behind the ‘attack’ but then he continued on, honestly thinking you were too pure to do this to him. He glared at Harry, knowing the pirate had a hand in this prank, probably getting him back for locking him in the closet on his sister's birthday ball. Harry just smirked at him, getting closer to you, his lips nearly pressing your upper cheek near your ear. Chad curled his lip at your flushing face, your free hand pushing Harry's face away as you laughed.

He would get Harry away from you, no matter what.

-

Esméralda smiled as Harry held you to his chest, your legs on his hips as he slowly turned; he let you back down to the floor and you twisted around him, facing away with his hand guiding yours, you brought it to your chest as you leaned against him. His hands moved under your armpits and lifted you from the floor, spinning to the right as you lift your legs in an arch before curling them into yourself. Harry set you back down and lifted his hand, grabbing your ankle as you leaned back; fully trusting him as he caught you, your head inches from the ground as he turned to the left, your body slowly lowered to the floor as he did so.

He turned and stood over your waist, grabbing your legs and lifting you back into him, your back going over his shoulder as he held your legs and spun again. You transitioned to a bridal carry as Harry simply helped you along in the dance, his eyes never leaving you as your feet hit the ground and you cartwheeled backwards.

Esméralda’s and your classmate's eyes never left the two of you, and Esméralda knew this performance was going to be the greatest of her entire career teaching at this school; the pure love that was blossoming from you and Harry was true to the story you were telling through the dance. Harry had truly been the best choice for one of her star dancers; he clearly had feelings for you, and you for him. He quickly picked up on the routine, made sure you were okay during each class, and nearly always had a smile on his face.

The dance came to a close, Harry pulling you into a hug, one arm around your waist as his other hand intertwined with yours, foreheads pressed together. Esméralda clapped, the rest of the class following suit “wonderful you two! By this rate, we’ll be well prepared by the spring performance~!” you opened your eyes, unable to breathe as you looked up at Harry. He opened his eyes and smiled, stepping away from you and looking towards Esméralda, who was walking up to the two of you. “remember. We’re going to start fitting for costumes next week, during that time I want you both to practice the routine every day, just like you have been. Spring is coming up soon and that means the performance is too, I want you all to be your best that day; understood?” everyone nodded, and Esméralda clapped her hands with a smile “good, well that wraps up for today! Everyone rest up, ice up, and same time tomorrow!”

You skipped away from Harry, grabbing your casual clothes and running into the attached changing room, quickly getting dressed and meeting Harry right out of the classroom, grabbing onto his hand as he offered it to you “so” Harry started, intertwining your fingers as you made your way to your car outside “where are we goin’ fer dinner?”

“Tiana’s palace! I’ve been wanting to eat there for months now but it’s always so heavily booked. I booked this five months ago, and I only got it this early because of my status! Seriously dude, if I wasn’t a princess I would be waiting upwards of years to get booked” Harry snorted, smiling as you continued to babble about the restaurant “ohhh~ I can't wait to have the beignets! They’re to die for!”

You looked up at him then, just about to unlock your car “oh, it’s cocktail dress code, I already had Evie make you up a suit for you cause I had a feeling you didn’t have a suit” Harry grunted in agreement, smiling as you laughed. “knew it. Okay, the reservation is at five forty-five, so we’ll leave around five since it takes half an hour to get there. And it’s-“ you looked at your phone, nodding to yourself “just about four. So in an hour. So shower, get your suit, get dressed, meet me out front at five” Harry smiled and nodded, just happy to go with you to your favorite restaurant.

-

Five minutes to five, Harry was pacing in his room, completely dressed minus his suit jacket, hair brushed out and a few strands hanging in front of his eyes. “okay, yeh got this; it’s just a first date, nothing hard. Yeh like her, she likes yeh, it won't be bad! It’ll be great!” Harry hyped himself up, messing with the rings on his fingers, continuing to pace his room. “she asked yeh out Harry, she fer sure likes yeh. This isn’t jus’ as friends, this is for real.” Harry took a deep breath, closing his eyes “yeh got this, I got this” Harry turned and grabbed his jacket, sliding it on and rushing to head to the front courtyard, smiling as he saw you, dressed in a gorgeous light blue knee-length dress with silver heels, your hair done perfectly and your lips stained pink.

“Harry~!” you chirped, holding your hand out to him, grinning as he took it “right on time, shall we?”

“We shall” Harry chuckled, his nerves disappearing as soon as he had seen you. You had that effect on him. You nodded, leading him to your car and he covered his flushing face slightly as you opened the passenger seat door with a wink.

“after you~” you sang, giggling as Harry responded in a posh accent.

“Thank yeh ma’dam~” your head tilted back at that, laughter spilling from your lips as you closed the door and made your way around to the driver's side, climbing in and starting the car.

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Harry looked around in awe at the massive restaurant, beautifully decorated and it smelled delicious, and on stage was a freakin’ gator playing the trumpet. This was probably the coolest restaurant he had ever been to; he could easily see why it was your favorite. He turned back to you with a lop-sided smile, admiring the lights reflecting in your eyes as you looked around, a smile on your pretty lips.

“Thank yeh for taking me ‘ere princess,” Harry said, biting the inside of his cheek as you grabbed his hand that rested on the table across from you. “really, hella impressive place fer a first date” you blushed slightly, using your free hand to scratch behind your ear then messing with your earring.

“yeah, I’m-I’m really happy you said yes, I was worried you didn’t like me in that way,” you said shyly, looking at him through your lashes, Harry chuckled, bringing your hand to his lips and kissing the top of it.

“darlin’ I’ve long since fallin’ fer ya, I realized when we danced fer the first time” you smiled, remembering that day clearly, it seemed so long ago, when it was only a couple months.

You continued to just talk, there wasn’t much really, since you spent so much time together, and at some point, you started talking about your childhoods, Harry doing his best to keep the darker parts out of it, instead going to the prank wars, light-hearted turf wars, how Uma won the lost revenge and how he became her first mate, things like that. He could talk about the dark parts of his life in a more intimate setting.

He listened intently as you talked about how you started dancing, growing up with your brother, making friends with every animal you came across just like your mother did, riding your horse through the nearby forest, helping with the chores just because you wanted to, and he loved it. He was happy you had a good childhood, that you didn’t have to deal with the horrors he did. He grinned as you promised to have your mom send over some of her famous pumpkin cheesecake.

Soon you were finishing dessert, grinning as the band started to play a fast-paced song perfect for swing dancing. Groups of couples had already started to get up to dance, dragging their partners onto the floor. You turned to Harry, laughing as he stood and offered his hand “shall we dance princess?” Harry asked in that rumbly voice of his, his eyes alight with mischief. You nodded, taking his hand and following him out to the floor.

It was exhilarating, being swung around and spun so quickly your head lost track of space and time. Harry at one point lifted you high above his head, your feet aiming to the ceiling; you were damn glad you wore biker shorts that night. You laughed as you noticed a couple of other dancers doing the same as Harry, lifting their partners into the air then carefully setting them down. Harry spun you twice, then you danced around a bit, one hand on his shoulder the other clutching tightly onto his.

The band was just going absolutely ham, the entire restaurant cheering as the dancers filled the entire hall with energy. Harry used your weight as an anchor, tilting you away from him then pulling you back, spinning the two of you around as you grabbed his other hand, arms going over your heads. Harry then started to lead you back and forth, your feet moving quickly as he held your hand, laughing the entire time; his eyes lighting up with pure joy.

He pulled you back into his chest, your head resting against his cheek as you rocked back and forth; your hands following your hips as Harry led, his arm around your waist. Harry then picked you up, setting you on his hip then tossing you outwards, still holding your hand as you spun out. He pulled you back in, grabbing your other hand and leading you to spin to the other side. You laughed as you pulled away, going into some footwork as the song went into a steady beat; kicking between his legs and drawing back as he did the same.

You spun around once before taking his hand again, hopping onto his leg as he extended his thigh out. He used your momentum to throw your leg around his back, grabbing your thighs and letting your waist go. You swung around, and back up, ending up in a bridal carry as Harry grabbed your shoulders, he let your feet hit the ground and you started to dance around again, pulling you flush against him as you spun.

Soon the song came to an end, Harry giving you a quick dip as the rest of the dancers finished their routines. You cackled as Harry held you close, pressing his forehead against yours as he laughed. you pulled away; clapping for the other dancers and the band as the restaurant burst into applause.

You shared a breathless laugh with Harry, stumbling back over to your table and collapsing your chairs, hands intertwined on the tabletop. “that was amazing~!” you squealed, patting your cheek with your free hand as your overheated body caught up to you, face hot and body starting to sweat.

Harry nodded in agreement, he hadn’t danced like that in a long time, not since tha tone night at one of the underground ragers on the isle; when he danced with Uma in nearly the same way. But it wasn’t the same way, the way his entire body set aflame when he held you was entirely different than the energy he had felt back then.

You finished off your drinks, paid the bill, and walked back to your car, Harry's arm around your hips as you leaned flush against his side, the smile never leaving your face. And soon you were back at Auradon prep, walking down the halls back to your dorm where Harry would drop you off for the night.

“goodnigh’ princess” Harry hummed, kissing your knuckles as you crinkled your nose at him. "I’ll see yeh tomorrow mornin’”

“see you tomorrow” you whispered back, careful not to wake your roommate as you leaned forward and kissed Harry’s jaw, enjoying the red that bloomed across his cheeks “goodnight” you stepped back, closing the door and Harry stepped back, biting his lip with a smile. He did a silent fist pump and nearly ran back to his room; where Gil was waiting for all the details

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Chad glared at Harry’s retreating back as he stood around the corner of your dorm room. Harry was clearly corrupting you further, even manipulating you into going on a date with him. He had to be after the wand, with their family connection to FG, it had to be the reason Harry was after you; all an elaborate ploy by Uma.

Chad huffed, storming back to his room with a plan in mind. He didn’t have much time left before Harry broke you, and he was going to make sure Harry was broken before that.

-end of part 7-

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