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The chatter continued on for either far longer than he thought or he was just as easily annoyed at the fact that so many were speaking at once. From the animals, to the side kicks, to the royals, to, well him.. though one could consider him a king due to him ruling his land..

It was about the Isle of The Lost as always, and the agreement to bring more of the villain's kids over to Auradon. Of course, some were still against it, some were for it, some remained neutral.. and of course there was a list on if they would go to Auradon Prep like Mal and her group had.. which of course was a yes. Next was some needed guardianship.. there was those that are affected mentally by The Isle and their parents.. twisting them.

Harry Hook was mentioned as an example.. as was Uma. Harry had a sadistic streak but of course that could also be because he was just a pirate.. the royals cared less about pirates and could only say they were not for more of the riff raff..

The nerve. How he would have loved to add that some of these stuck up nobles should spend a week on the Isle, if only to shut them up and show them what's it's like to live there. Still he was quiet as always throughout this, not saying anything for or against. He was neutral and of course the for and against were tied. Guardianship over some of the VK's.. and he knew just who's children he'd get.

Ties.. and also he needed some chaos in his boring life. He stood up and nearly had to yell. "I am for Guardianship!"

All was silent, either dumbfounded, in horror (from the stuck ups), or the fact he even spoke. So he repeated himself. "I vote for Guardianship as well as more VK's come to Auradon." He was met with some protest but one look and even a snarl made them shut their mouth quickly. If there's one thing he is, he is feared and his word is law. "If anyone is opposed to my word I will gladly take it outside and see if any is worthy enough to change my mind" No one spoke.

Ben had to stop. "Alright. It is passed." He actually had to look at the green eyed king with appreciation.

And he wasn't done. "I will take full guardianship of Hook's children. As we have seen, CJ Hook has fit well on the Never Isle."

There was more amazement and fear as if the boy king had lost whatever tiny bit of sanity he had left. Ben nodded, just as amazed that of all people to accept not one but two of the children of his worst enemy.

And so it passed that The King of Neverland would take in Harry and Harriet Hook, the children of his worst enemy. And Peter Pan smiled.. also if anything he wished he could see the old codfish's face when it's announced.. Peter had to try to hear just in case he can hear the Captain's scream of rage.

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Peter glared coldly at Beast, his new wife, then at Merlin, Yensid, and lastly the wand before his green eyes met Fairy Godmother.

They dare ask him, him, Peter Pan, if he were to help seal the villains away. How he wanted to laugh at how they asked him as if he'd disagree.. his heart was full of only hatred and darkness that may have been darker than even Maleficent's in that moment.

"My boys.. they lie dead, all their blood can fill nearly an ocean by now.. and you dare come to me now with some solution to lock the villains away... now of all times?" Peter glared at them all.

"Peter we understand you're hurting.. but you have to think clearly."

"Clearly? I will not, I damn all the villains, I damn them all, but most of all I damn Captain Hook.. I damn him to the deepest pits of Tartarus. Sealing them away.. that is the kindest punishment... bringing them back to life? To kind for fools.. They must burn for their crimes, burn forever and ever.. all damn eternity!" Peter nearly snarled. "You want me to help you seal them.. so be it. I will help you.."

"Peter you are the most powerful of all of us, even Fairy Godmother can have trouble" Yen Sid admitted. Peter was a boy, seen as just that due to never growing up.. but in the darker days, Merlin and Yen Sid had witnessed first hand what Pan was capable of. There was an evil in the boy, and it shown now with hatred for Hook.. and he couldn't blame Peter for feeling as such. Peter lost so many of his people to Hook's madness to kill him.. and the boy was hurting greatly, but. "We need you to have a level head with all of us. Otherwise the spell may backfire or worse.."

Peter snarled. "We are to round up all of them than? Done. I will help with that, and help seal the vermin. But level head... clear head? I perform better when angry.."

They had their group that would seal the villains.. Killian would be ripped away from Emma without so much as a protest, her Savior status was a deaf cry to Peter who nearly killed Hook himself. "You deserve this.. deserve to bloody rot."

There was only hatred in his heart and the barrier sealed the villains in, ignoring their pleas and threats.. who they saw was Fairy Godmother and her wand.. what they didn't see was the two wizards and the immortal boy king that helped seal the barrier.. the haze set in within the barrier, causing a dark overcast that would last forever on the Isle, unknown to everyone including Peter...

Peter only felt happiness along with all of Auradon.. he cared less, or rather.. loved and reveled that he tore Hook away from Emma, her fault for loving a murderer. And he slept happily for the next twenty years in peace.

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Green eyes open as he looked at Harriet who stood looking upon her father's enemy for the first time in the flesh.. Harry, her brother, had been tied up by a green glow from Peter's hand who stood not at all amused..

"H-Hey my hook! Give that back!" Harry yelled at the boy who held up the hook, examining it.

"Hmm not his.. it doesn't stink of the blood of the murdered"

"Give me a chance to change that" Harry threatened.

"While I would find that a fun game, I prefer you don't."

Harriet had stood patiently, glancing at the blonde near Peter. "This is where you have gone CJ, father would be disappointed"

"Hey, Pan is all sorts of fun, he knows where all the loot is and knows just how to make the treasure map long but fun to find." She smiled. "Besides he is to clever to kill."

"So.. why did you choose us?"

"Partly to piss off the stuck up nobles. Partly to annoy your codfish of a father.. mostly to bring you where you belong. It is as much your home as it is mine."

Harriet and Harry were both thrown off and looked at each other.

"It isn't a trick. Your father had done such awful things, but as Ben said. You are innocent, so I will not blame your father's sins on you."

Harriet wasn't sure what to believe. "I've.. never been able to feel the sea." She admitted. Sure they had some of the ocean around the Isle, but it wasn't enough, it was polluted, and there was no wind nor freedom. Harry looked at her with annoyance and anger as if what she had said was the worst. "If you are welcoming us back.. I want proof. Are you doing well?"

"Aye" CJ replied when her elder sister looked at her. "As I said, Neverland and Auradon is the best place to find treasure and adventure" She beams. "Oh and Peter throws the most funnest of parties every other Friday!"
"I see. I will like to see for myself.. but I have family.. a crew on the Isle. I cannot leave them."

Peter nods his head. "Already a young captain and a leader. Your mother would be proud.." His voice trailed, Harriet noticed a quick look Peter gave, was it sadness? Regret? It was gone to quickly for her to figure out. "If this all goes well, you will be sailing the seas with them."

Harriet had realized one other thing. "Peter, you mentioned my mother. Did you know her?"

"Yes, lass. Strong woman, I see her in all of you, even if you may have different mothers.. that or your father has gone soft."

Harry glared at Peter with the remaining hatred, he was away from his own crew. Peter tore him and Harriet away, CJ came by choice. They weren't given a choice.. "All water brains" He spat. "I'd rather rot on the Isle than spend another moment breathing this demon's air"

"Ah, so Hook still considers me the demon. Easier to blame others than one's self. Filling his childrens' heads with false words, horrible lies, twisted and turned." Peter rolls his eyes as they all hear the door open.

In walked a happy Fairy Godmother who quickly frowned at Peter who was holding the poor pirate boy with magic. "Peter-"

"Don't bother saying stupidities, G." He replied, uncaring for her words. "You can go whine about Magic Solves Nothing to someone who cares. Harry needs a little lesson is all"

"Peter for Goodness sake." She shook her head. "Are you going to magic them to Neverland to?"
"Actually yeah I am."

"Just take a vehicle or something, you can surely talk more that wa-- and they're gone" She barely could finished before Peter vanished along with the three Hook children. "I suppose I can mail them their enrollment papers" She grumbled. Sometimes Peter had a point in some magic.. but for him to use it for everything is setting a poor example for their rules. But then again, she guessed the poor boy was to scared to give up his magic due to Hook, the Captain had probably struck more fear and misery into the boy then even he would ever know.

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"Like hell I'm enrolling in Boradon!" Harriet for once snapped quicker then Harry who was happily trying and failing to rip the papers to shreds.

"You're going to exhaust yourselves. Fairy Boremother sort of put in that magic piece on account my Lost Ones refused the same thing.. Our fault" He shrugs. "I admit I dislike Boradon to, to princessy and princey for my tastes. But teaching is a bit fun at times"
"Didn't take you for a teacher, Pan" Harriet watched her brother give up finally on his attempts to rip the papers.

"He is the only one in all the world that knows Fairy Speak. It's a very tough class, reserved for Seniors and some Juniors that are interested or have great grades. So different from our schooling"

"Ah yes.. Dragon Hall, or was it Serpent Prep? Those schools sound so exciting.. well aside from the punishments and no nice heating or AC in the cold or hot months." Peter shrugs.

"Dragon Hall. Harry went to Serpent Prep with CJ before she decided to ditch forever, you got straight F's for that"

"Oh good, great to know I'm not getting Good Grades"

Peter chuckled as he looks at Harry. "So.. I think we should agree on something, all of us. If you attend Auradon, and try to get at least Okay grades, not asking for the best but certainly not asking for the worst. I will allow you your swords back.." He smirked at Harry. "And your hook"

"Blackmailing, never thought I'd see that here"

"Eh, this is bargaining, laddie. You will know when I blackmail, it is the worst"

Harry looked at Peter, still hoping his glare would light the boy on fire. Hell they looked the same age. "Also weren't your little snot nosed group called The Lost Boys?"

"Yes we were called that. I changed that about ten years ago. Lost Ones sound better. You can be any gender or non gender you please and still get in, as long as you're young, you're in. Heck even young at heart you can still be welcome. Rare though unfortunately"

Peter led them to where they would be sleeping before Auradon Prep and during Holidays if they desired.

The Home Underground was larger and under Hangman's Tree still. It was almost magic that the Home was so large and didn't cave in.

The Lost Ones weren't here, they were either packing, or training for Tourney. It was just the three of them. There was a room for either one or multiple people. CJ's room was shared with Tiger Lily's daughter as it said on the door: CJ Hook and Tiger Peony. Enter And Walk The Plank.

"Would you two prefer bunking together or apart?"

Harry shrugged. "I'd rather bunk with Harriet.. but she snores louder than a whale"

Harriet lightly slaps the back of his head. "Like you snore any quieter, you guppy"

Peter chuckles. "You may try out one or the other, you have a few days before you're stuck heading to learn how to drink tea properly" He left them worried if he was joking or telling the truth.

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Harry chose to be with his sister for now, the two feeling more lost then any Lost One here. Their beds were on each side of the wall, and they began to decorate best they could. Mostly pirate flags and things from home.

"So what's the plan?" She asked after they had been working to silently for her liking.

"We take over Neverland, not go to Auradon.. new agenda" He added, though he was sure Peter would just magic them there anyway. "Oh and hook Peter like a fish.. preferably thrown into the sea and eaten by a shark"

"I'd say gutted but I like your idea better." She looked at the closed door. "What magic made CJ fall under his spell?"

"He's supposedly a demon, remember? Father said he has the blackest of magic and tricked the heroes into thinking he was good"

"Father said a lot of things. Peter is using magic and from the Fairy Annoyance's attitude.. he isn't supposed to use magic. Shouldn't he have been thrown onto the Isle for breaking the law, constantly by the sounds of it?"

"Maybe there's loopholes or they are afraid of him" Harry leaned back against the bed that was so soft that he nearly fell asleep while at the same time feared he'd fall through it like it was some cloud. "This is soft..." He whispered, looking at his left hand as if something was missing from it.

"Afraid of him. That's a thought" She lays down on the bed and nearly panicked thinking she'd sink through as well. "Soft as a cloud or something." She confirmed. "We will get our sword and your hook back when we pretend he broke us in like tamed dogs.. until we have our teeth in his throat and sword in his belly" She grinned at the image in her head. "Dinner is in an hour. Sure hope they have Pickled Lamprey or a Bucket of Chum!" She grinned.

"Eh, would never be how Uma made it." Now her Chum was the most disgusting on the Isle, it was the best. And he frowned.. how he missed her. But she was here, right? Surely she was.. she made it off the Isle and he could find her now.. right?

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Dinner in Neverland was indeed very different compared to the Isle. The fruits were freshly picked and some fruit was native and could only be found here. The meat was not at all tough but quite tender and delicious. Fish were grilled... and the sweets, you name any dessert and it was probably on the table.

That and all the kids that were either very small or as tall as Harry were happily piling their plates with food that never seemed to empty. It was quite chaotic as they ate with either their hands or silverware, quite messily.

Harry and Harriet were greeted with some pause, some because of the new faces, others because of pirates, the older Lost Boys that still lingered saw Captain Hook in them and didn't like it.. yet they could say nothing. Pan's orders were to treat them like Lost Ones should be treated.

CJ had already caused her usual fight over a piece of pie that she claimed she saw first even though it sure wasn't the last slice.

Harry had no idea what most of these foods were, but the smell.. it filled his nose in the best ways. The siblings couldn't help but nearly salivate as they to broke their awkwardness and tried to pile on each item to try it... needless to say they came back for thirds.

Their first night was probably one of the best nights they had. They had eaten so much more in an hour than in their entire life. Harry didn't admit he felt sick from the food that he devoured, the new food didn't sit as well as he'd liked due to the fact he'd grew up eating left overs, rotten fruit, or nothing at all. The Hook Children as well as all the VKs would happily be sick over the meals.

The tables were full of Lost Ones of all ages, not minding the siblings beside them.

"Where's Pan?" Harriet asked which made the First Mate look up and around, now that she mentioned it, he hadn't seen the other.

"He might be visiting Wendy" "Or having an adventure" A boy in a bear outfit added with a pout. "I'd so hate to miss another adventure"

"Why do you ask?" A voice, a bit deeper cut through the chatter.. and it was clear he wasn't pleased.

The two turned to see a taller boy with blonde unkempt hair and a few feathers tied in his hair.. the scar is what they focused on unintentionally.

"Just curious" Harriet replied when she realized he in fact wanted an answer.

"Ah, not trying to find him to take revenge?" He was accusing already, grey eyes look coldly at them.

Harry was ready to stand up but Harriet quickly forced him to sit back down. "Pan must have gone soft if he has a boot-licker say what he thinks... or is it just what you think?"

Eyes narrow at that insult but he didn't do anything else. "It's what we all think. He risked a lot to vouch for you, remember that before you open your filthy mouths."

The dinner felt a little less edible the rest of that night. The chatter had died down and the silence was awkward. And they began to feel homesick.

The only thing that did brighten their night was the shower and bath in their room and the lagoon.

Harriet spent nearly two hours in the shower.. the warm water was so perfect she would happily wish to die in it. And the soaps.. after a Lost Girl explained to her in passing what it was, was just as inviting.

The Isle had soaps but they didn't smell at all good, and their baths were usually just cold sea water. She came out of the room with a bathrobe and smelling and looking so beautiful. Her hair had lost some of it's dark and shown the more blonde tips along the ends.

Harry was next and was overjoyed when the water washed over his body.. it was such a great experience. Feeling the soap clean his skin, his hair getting scrubbed with shampoo. And the joy became slight anger. Why weren't they given this on The Isle? Why weren't they given fresh food? He only hated King Beast and Auradon more. They got to live in luxury while the Isle was living in Poverty..

It was a Death Sentence. The King had wanted the Villains to die, yet they.. could Harry call it thrived? They suffered and he wanted to make sure Auradon felt what it was like to starve, to be covered in filth, to be seen as something of an insect.. Oh Auradon will pay, starting with Neverland. They just needed to take out Pan, and with his loyal Lost Ones, that may be near impossible.

His body never felt so clean, his hair smelling great. He walked out with a towel wrapped around himself, not minding that his body still was a bit wet, or his dark hair dripped water onto the floor. That was so good. "I could get used to this"
A warm soft bed, an abundance of food, warm water. He loved it all. "Wait.. where are our clothes?"

Harriet had noticed their clothes were gone to. And in their place on the bed were simple clothing that was not at all fit for a pirate child. Still she had slipped in.. thankful it wasn't a skirt. Just simple dark pants and grey shirt. Harry got a darker blue pants and more green shirt which he looked miserable in.

"Another part of the plan is I have to find my Captain.."

"I'll help you there, what's a First Mate without their Captain. First we take care of Pan, then we focus on Uma. She may make you Captain after all this"

"Doubt it.. and I don't mind being her First Mate, it's a challenge." Also he didn't mind listening to her, she was wise while he was.. well very much not. In a way she teaches him as much as he teaches her. "I wish I could tell her we're off the Isle"

"And blow our cover? Not yet."

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"Peter, they are pirates and the children of Hook."

"The obviousness escaped me." He replied as he lays on his hammock.

"They can be plotting your death as we speak, we should send them back where they belong"

"Felix" His voice was authorizing as he sat up, not at all pleased. "They are where they belong. Neverland is their home as much as it is mine." He stood up and walked forward to look out the carved out window of the tree they were inside of. "If they are plotting my death, I can understand. They were raised to know that, only revenge. Their hearts have been twisted by their father.. they were taught only the bad. I'm giving them chances to change, to know here they can be free." Peter looks down. "You don't say this just out of fear of me."

Felix lowered his head, his heart still swelling with anger. When he heard of Peter's words at that meeting he had known it to be a lie, a horrible lie. Yet Peter confirmed he indeed wanted not just the VKs here, Felix had no problem with them, it was the fact that the King wanted to be mentor of Harriet and Harry Hook. CJ was lucky, she wasn't downright insane.. yet the rumor of Harry being mad as a hatter still came up.

No, he wasn't just mad about that, he was mad that Peter had taken a chance that will end in failure and how he hoped Peter will see the mistake before he was killed. But there was one other thing.. what Peter focused on. "He killed hundreds of us, Peter. Hundreds..."

"I know. I was there. No, this isn't about them.. it's about your Rufio"

There it was. The anger turned to quickly to heartache. "He killed Rufio." He whispered. "Hook's children should rot on the Isle along with him."

"I will decide that. As far as I'm concerned, a child does not choose their parent. And they are innocent.. so to speak, until proven guilty." Peter had took a risk. But will it be worth it in the end or blow up in his face? "And you will not try to intimidate them, no one will. If you do, only in play and with their consent." Peter didn't need Felix or anyone causing a random fight, especially when they know the VKs are unarmed.

"Understood." He replied, still hating all of this.

"Felix.. I did a horrible thing to them." He sighs. "Hook had a chance to be good, and I tore it away from him. He wants revenge and now I cannot blame him. I tore him from his love, from his one chance. And if this does result in my death, so be it. But I am giving his children a chance to right the wrong.." He didn't want to add that he still believed Hook deserved it for murdering so many of his Lost Boys, but he can never forgive him. He cannot hate the kids though.. as Ben once said, the kids were innocent. And he believes it. They deserve a chance.

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They missed their father above all, as many new Lost Ones miss their parents come nightfall when they remember them.

Neverland's warm winds did not bring much comfort to them. The beds were so soft that Harry had nearly panicked when he though he'd fall through it. It was like some cloud that was thankfully solid...

He still couldn't get a full sleep.

The Home Underground was the main area, but there were so many tunnels that led throughout Neverland underground.

It explained why their father always said that the Lost Boys appeared like demonic spirits. They had trees carved out but still hidden, that they could squeeze out of. Giant mushrooms that lifted like a lid and you could sneak upon your enemies.
Harry learned so much more about Pan in a few days than his father did in a lifetime. And the boy seemed to trust in them to do the right thing, not seeming to know the right thing was burying their hook and blade into his eternally young body..
The few days were so long, while also two short.

Enrolling in Auradon disgusted them. The schedule had nothing pirate like or villain like... well, it had one thing and they both doubted Auradon knew anything about Pirate History unless they had a former pirate teacher.

"Remedial Goodness 101? What is that!?" Harriet looked up at Pan, curious and also dreading the answer.

"It's for Villain Kids. It teaches you to be good"

"... Do you want me to lose my breakfast so early?"

Peter smiled. "Yeah, it's stupid in my opinion to. But rules are rules."

Harriet rolled her eyes. "And the History of Pirates and Woodsmen? Should we bring a pillow or risk getting suspended because you know more than the teacher about pirates?"

"Well, that class is taught by Tink so if you want to get on her bad side and potentially get murdered, than go ahead"

"Tink as in Tinker Bell? Like, your Fairy?"

And Peter burst out laughing. "What do they teach you on the Isle? Tink is not my Fairy, no fairy is someone's fairy. Even Fairy Godmother isn't someone's Fairy, or she's everyone's. But they do crave attention. But no, Tink isn't my Fairy, she's a friend but not mine... don't ask her that either." Tink and him had been friends, trusting one another. She has been growing irritable since Beast and Belle suddenly decided to ban magic... and she was also jealous because Pan still does magic... and no law can stop him.

He took Harriet and Harry's schedule. " Hmmm normal freshman schedule. I helped convince them to make special arrangements so you can share a dorm together instead of being separate?"

"Wait, we aren't coming back here?"

"I would suggest it, but Auradon Prep and Neverland are very far away, and I doubt you'd want to wake up a few hours early. So you will remain there for the school year. Holidays and Summer Vacation is where you will return."

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Auradon Prep was huge... and there was just as much green as there was in Neverland. The sun nearly blinding their eyes as they saw kids enter and exit through the doors.
"Welcome to Auradon Prep." Pan grinned as he looked up at the stone walls.

The Hook Children stood out more due to their wardrobe. They had gotten their clothing cleaned and felt brand new as if they had just made their clothes yesterday.

Entering, they were already lost in the crowd of others, all new students searching to find their classes while the older students chatted, already knowing where they belonged.

"Here we are." Pan pointed into the classroom where Remedial Goodness 101 will take place. "Here's some advice to pass this class. Go with the most boring and less fun answer, and it is most likely right." He smirked, was that cheating? Perhaps, but he could care less.
"What do you teach, Pan?"

"Language of the Stars. It's an elective class, but a tad advanced. I also teach Fae Speak with Tink during Summer School?"

"What? Summer School is a thing here? And I thought our teachers were evil" Harriet laughed.

"It's quicker than normal classes, that's for sure, but it does get hot here to. I'll leave you all to it since I'm running late. I will see you later!" And in the blink of an eye he vanished

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"Pan was right. That was the easiest and most boring class."

"Beg tae differ. I was stuck in Basic Chivalry for to long... how in the hell does one eat with knives and forks? You use knives to stab and cut, not with food.. what do you do with forks?!" Harry questioned, confused and frustrated. Everyone else seemed to understand what they were doing while he just tried to copy. "Even The Lost Boys didn't eat with those... well, most of them."

This was the start of a dream for them and they hated every moment of it. Exhaustion came and sleep after.

Their dorm had been remade. Half looked like some princess room while the other looked like an average Auradonian boy's room.... Harriet destroyed the princess-like look. And ignored the trouble it apparently cost her because she hated the sight.
She was no princess, she was a Captain and proud daughter of James Hook! And she sure as Hades made sure their room looked pirate like with flags and darker tones...

No one is going to change them. Not madness in these Goodness classes, not Peter Pan, not Auradon. She'll be damned if she wore anything pink...

And funny now that they were alone, no Lost Boy or Pan to listen in. They can plan their father's revenge easier.. It was as if fate itself wished their plans to succeed.

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"Mal's Spellbook is in the Museum. Museum of Cultural History.." Harry said randomly, one month into the classes of torture. "And somehow getting F's is bad here.. like bad bad, which sounds good but it isn't.. ugh."

"Wait- focus. What about Mal's Spellbook? She never puts that down and now you're telling me that she put it in some Museum.... like you can go and see it? Auradon makes Gil look like a genius"

"Yep... how did they survive this long with this level of stupid is beyond me" Harry's head hit the desk hard. "How the hell dae this numbers work!? I get a few of them but everything else--"

"Hey we got the weekend, let's ditch the school work and go check out Mal's Spellbook... I mean, I can say that I'm doing a report on her book for Magical History. Who'll be the wiser?"

And just like that, they took the day off from the homework, calling it their mental day.

Off to the Museum... you know, for research purposes and totally not dark intention or inspiration.

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Auradon truly in all its entirety made the dullest sidekick look like a genius, how the hell did these so-called heroes lock up or even win against the villains? Harry was now convinced it was very stupid luck. That or Auradon were so peaceful now that they would not know how to fight like they had twenty so years ago.

So, now they were in the Museum of Cultural History and really annoyed the Hook siblings given they painted the heroes of Auradon as these perfect people while villains as, well, losers. Harry looked upon the mold of his father, nearly earlier mistaking it as his father being here.. those that stuck around saw his awe followed by disappointment, they didn’t or couldn’t see his sudden wince as if, for a second, he feared something while looking at his father.

“Come on”

He heard his sister as she headed into another area, but he stood for a moment longer. Somehow, feeling safer here in Auradon, far from the Isle, a safe feeling that was torn in two when reminded that Uma was here somewhere in Auradon waiting for the moment to strike. Did she know that Harry was on Auradon? She must, but she couldn’t come because she was being hunted.

Finally he followed Harriet who found the book in a glass case along with Evie’s mirror that he looked oddly at, almost tempted to ask it where Uma was, but kept his mouth shut. “Okay, we found it, now what?”

“Okay, here’s the plan.” She whispered at him, and Harry’s grin widened almost like the Cheshire Cat’s.

Harriet and Harry went separate ways. Harriet going to security. Harry, walking around, acting interested in some pirate-stuff like swords and flags that were clearly stolen. Ironic because he was told that stealing was wrong, and yet here this Museum had stolen objects from pirates he knew of. Hypocrites. But he digressed, he found what he was looking for.

Harriet was out of view of the cameras, making sure she was alone and able to get away. She walked close enough and, with careful work, used her sleeves to pull off a painting of some hero from the wall. The alarm blared as she dropped it and fled carefully out. The cameras never once catching her. That’s your queue, runt.

Harry heard the blare and held his ears for a moment, it was louder than his Gil’s snoring. No one was focused on him, everyone that had seen him knew for sure that he wasn’t trying to take anything. How wrong they all were as he approached the now vacant room and looked at Mal’s Magic Book with a more insane grin.

The cameras never caught who did it, nor was any sound recorded of a voice or many voices, just the sound of the painting falling. The security guard had no witnesses and called it that the hook that held it may have simply broke.
No one noticed that something was, something very valuable and in the wrong hands or hook, dangerous.

The book in the little casing next to Evie's Mirror was no longer Mal's Magic Book, but a common Auradon Prep school book that belonged to a very unfortunate Chad Charming who accidentally left it for to long a minute for Harry to steal and replace. So, if the book was ever found, Chad would be blamed, not even a fingerprint would be found of the true culprits.

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The Hook siblings laughed a gleeful laugh to them, a horrible and terrifying laugh to the Auradonians as they rushed past Harry and Harriet. The evil, thieving duo were having far to much fun. Far from the Museum that they just stole from.
Only when they were back in their dorms did Harry pull out the book from his bag, Mal’s dear book. “Ye know she spelled the King himself with it? Truly evil until she turned traitor.” Harry looked at the book as if it were the most valuable of treasures which, in many ways, it was. Anything in this book could be used to make Auradon a miserable place to live, just the way the VKs would like it.

Harriet snatched the book and opened it, much to Harry’s protest, “We aren’t here to stare at it, let’s see what she has. Hair styles? Food Prep? Damn, Mal has gone pathetic and soft huh?”

Harry gagged at the list of: How to be an Auradonian. “There’s traitor than there’s whatever in Hades that Mal was sinking tae, does it have the ‘Get a Pwetty Princess Personality’ tae? Geez, did we risk everything for a worthless book of weak Auradon Goody Goody spells?”

Harriet was honestly disgusted with Mal. Mal, the most feared on the Isle, not only betrayed the VKs but turned her back on her whole life just to be one of them. That half-fae was truly not one anyone should have looked up to. The Wharf Rats, The Anti Heroes, if they saw this… Harriet didn’t know why her heart ached. “To fit into Auradon, to be accepted here means that we have to turn our back on everything about the Isle. Our home, our family, our friends that are still back there. And for what? To be princesses to be heroes?”

Harry walked to look out the window. “To be the same.” He had noticed it, Auradon Uniforms were alike. He couldn’t tell who’s child of what hero was who? On the Isle you knew who’s child you were and who’s child you spoke to. Here though, it was the same. Harry didn’t like it. He was reminded of Remedial Goodness class, to them it was just to teach them the Auradon way, to the pirate siblings, it felt somehow like they were trying to remold them. And somehow, Harry suddenly felt safer on Neverland with Peter Pan of all people, there they got to at least be themselves give or take not murdering Peter, and a few Lost Boys hated him, not the entire school that looked at him, ready for him to blow his chance here and wave him off as he was thrown back on the Isle.

“Found something~” Harriet’s voice thankfully cut the silence and Harry’s loud thoughts and heavy heart.

“Eh?”

“Get over here and look.”

Harry rolls his eyes and walked over to sit on the bed, looking at the spell. “This is-”

She grinned, “Yep.”

Harry’s eyes widened as he looked at the spell, the Love Spell. “Huh, thought she’d have ripped it out given they’re in love or whatever.”

“Eh, but this gives me a very heartless idea.”

“I’m half-mad, nae a mind reader, spill already.”

“Well, how’s this for heartless? Peter Pan so in love that he will willingly die for the one he loves?”

“Oh, this will be fun. The evilest there, but hold on, that would mean ye’d have tae deal with lovey dovey Pan without wanting tae die yourself. Just, ew.”

“Yep, but damn imagine that, we kill off our da’s most hated enemy, the one that deserved to be on the Isle much more than our da’” And finally avenge their mother, their grieving mother. Harriet thought of her, was she even still alive?

“Other problem is waiting, we don’t get tae go back tae Neverland until a few months, we should’ve done this before Winter break!”

“Time works in our favor, the longer we stay and suffer in this Heavenhole, the more Boreadon thinks we’re tamed little pirates. Hmm, maybe we make Pan kill the Beast. He deserves it.”

“One thing at a time. There’s love spells, than there’s trying to figure out how to get someone tae kill another. We’re both overthinking. Beast’s Death would rattle Auradon, but Peter is our priority now.”

Harriet, honestly, would have loved to kill all of Auradon at this point. They didn’t care about the sick and injured on the Isle, where were they when Harry died from infection and came back moments later, screaming worse, and learning the evilest truth that no one can die on The Isle? Not even that mercy was granted. But her brother was right, Peter Pan dying would be a good start and finish. “I heard he couldn’t love.”

“Best humiliation than. Making the unloved love. Thought he liked the Wendy lady though?”

“Hmm, maybe, who knows.”

And so they marked the calendar. A couple of months until Spring Break. Harriet and Harry knew to hide their stolen items well, making openings in walls and under their beds so if anyone looked, they couldn’t find anything. Harry hid the book behind a Goodness poster for funny irony.

A couple more months.