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Things were quiet on the Lost Revenge. The crew had left for the night and only the captain and first mate remained. Said captain had been silent since returning to the ship after an altercation in the streets. She remembered their words clear as day, even clearer than the fear in their eyes after she pointed her sword at their throat.
“Oi, look it’s Shrimpy!” Bellowed the drunk teenage boy. Uma didn’t recognise him at all, and just looked at him in disgust.
“Actually it’s Uma. I’d ask who you are but I don’t care. It’s pretty sad that your trying to challenge me on my turf, you know.”
“Your turf? The only reason you have power is because Maleficent’s brat is gone!” The drunk boy slurred. Uma suddenly became aware of Harry’s presence as he leered over her shoulder.
“I’d watch myself if I were you mate, you’re talkin’ to the queen of the isle.” He growled. The boy stumbled back slightly before retaliating.
“Some queen, eh? Need your boyfriend to protect ya honour?” His cackling was abruptly cut short when the tip of a sword almost pierced his throat.
“I suggest you leave before I take you back to my ship and see what the sharks think of your big mouth.” Uma glared down the tip of her sword into the boy’s fearful eyes. He nodded quickly, trying to avoid the blade. He turned and stumbled away as fast as he could in his drunken state.
Uma had her back to Harry, in the process of tying a knot on the ship’s mast. Harry sat on a barrel nearby and watched, knowing that she needed something like that to focus on when she was anxious.
“You can’t ignore me for long, captain,” he said.
She didn’t respond, but he could see her shoulders tense as she yanked on the knot.
“Why’s it bother you so much?” He asked. To be honest, it hurt a little bit to see her so angry about the thought of them being together. But Harry knew better than to take it personally. It was an entirely different story when they were alone, sharing their nights in the captain’s quarters, or hanging out in the fish and chip shop after hours. He just wished they didn’t have to hide anything. He wanted to openly tell the world how much she meant to him, how she was much more than just his captain.
“Forget it Harry,” She huffed, keeping her back to him.
Harry sighed and tilted his head up, searching the sky for the star to Neverland. He tried to remember the stories his mother had told him, about how their stories were written in the stars.
“See that one, Harry? That’s it, the second star to the right.”
“What are all the other ones for?”
“Those ones hold our fate. Did you know that your destiny is written in the stars?”
Harry glared at the stars in confusion. “But what if I don’t like what they say?” The young boy questioned. His mother turned to him with a smile so bright that it rivalled the stars themselves.
“Then you need to rewrite them.”
He turned back to Uma and she glared at the knot, and started singing.
“You know I want you
It’s not a secret I try to hide
I know you want me
So don’t keep saying our hands are tied”
Harry swung around the mast she was working on, trying to make eye contact. She furrowed her eyebrows, trying desperately to ignore him as she glared at the rope as if it had personally offended her.
“You claim it’s not in the cards
Fate is pulling you miles away
And out of reach from me
But you’re here in my heart
So who can stop me if I decide
That you’re my destiny?”
Harry grabbed the rope from her hands and used it to swing around the mast, landing on his feet in front of her. She was forced to look into his eyes while he smiled at her. Not a smirk, not a crazed smile used to scare people, not a flirty smile that was used to charm people, but a soft, genuine smile reserved only for her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and spun the two of them around, not moving his eyes from hers as he continued.
“What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You'd be the one I was meant to find
It's up to you, and it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
So why don't we rewrite the stars?
Maybe the world could be ours
Tonight”
Uma pulled away and snatched the rope back, using it to hoist herself up the mast. She landed in the crow’s nest, looking down as her first mate watched her every move. She pulled anxiously on her braids and her voice rang out into the night like a siren.
“You think it's easy?
You think I don't want to run to you?
But there are mountains
And there are doors that we can't walk through
I know you're wondering why
Because we're able to be
Just you and me
Within these walls
But when we go outside
You're going to wake up and see that it was hopeless after all”
He didn’t seem to realise how much it hurt her too. She kept her affection limited to when they were in private, having to keep the strong captain act that she had perfected when they were in public. Her heart ached just as much as his.
“No one can rewrite the stars
How can you say you'll be mine?
Everything keeps us apart
And I'm not the one you were meant to find
It's not up to you
It's not up to me
When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
Say that the world can be ours
Tonight”
The captain grabbed the rope and jumped, swinging around the ship in the air. She landed on the deck, stumbling into Harry’s arms. They locked eyes again, and she couldn’t help but match his smile this time. He picked her up bridal style like some Auradon princess and spun around the deck as her hair flew in the wind.
“All I want is to fly with you
All I want is to fall with you
So just give me all of you
It feels impossible (it's not impossible)
Is it impossible?
Say that it's possible”
Harry put her back on her feet as they laughed. Uma let him go and ran off with a playful smirk before she jumped back onto the rope, swinging through the air. Harry climbed to the crows nest, determined not to lose sight of her. He watched her fly through the air gracefully, capturing this image in his mind as the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He jumped as she swung past, catching the rope and wrapping his arm around her as they both held on, their voices blending together.
“How do we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine?
Nothing can keep us apart
'Cause you are the one I was meant to find
It's up to you
And it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
And why don't we rewrite the stars?
Changing the world to be ours”
They reached the deck, letting go of the rope. Harry put her down, keeping his arms around her waist. They both stared at each other as they caught their breath. Uma’s smile wore away as she lost the high. She stepped back hesitantly, knowing in her heart that they couldn’t do this. Her voice was full of pain.
“You know I want you
It's not a secret I try to hide
But I can't have you
We're bound to break and my hands are tied”
Maybe if they ever got off the isle. Maybe if they weren’t being watched for any kind of weakness. Maybe if they were away from their parents.
Maybe then, they would be able to rewrite the stars.