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Harry a Uma "Uma is you who I love, you are my girlfriend"

************************************************************************ During the celebration, Harry thinks about his feelings after Uma's rejection, when trying to kiss her while he danced with Audrey. Harry ends up getting her help on how to correctly declare himself to his army Uma

************************************************************************ After Uma's rejection when trying to kiss her, Harry is going to dance with Audrey who, seeing what had happened between him and Uma, decides to help him by giving him advice on how to win Uma's heart.

************************************************************************ It was somewhat humiliating, to say the least. Standing alone at a party full of people. There were three other people with him just two seconds ago, but such a voice may have been too excited and one of them may have thrown Lena into the fire. Harry Hook, a week before this day, had spent more than half a year without his captain, and he was a miserable boy. As next in command, he was in charge of the crew, but every time he had to think like a captain, he only thought of his captain. When they finally met, everything was fine. Normal, in fact. They had acted as if the last handful of months had never happened, that she never plunged through the barrier to urge King Ben to love her, which resulted in losing another battle against Mal and getting lost in the sea. In fact, they were closer than ever. They were no longer limited to the hook grips and the reflective moments of contact. They were hugging each other. And not like the usual hand to grab the "thank you for the training game" log. These were real hugs. The guy in which he held her against his chest while she clung to his shoulders for a brief moment in time, or the guy in which he lifted her in the air and made her turn as if she had no weight. It was new, and it was great. Maybe now things are different now, Harry thought as he danced with her. Well, not with her. She was dancing with Evie, and he was behind her, at a respectful distance, of course. However, he longed to be by her side again, to embrace her closely as he had done before. There was something new there, but I had to be sure before asking him directly. Villainous children are not the best with things like "love" or "affection". However, they knew something very similar to both: jealousy.

"¿So she's definitely not single?"

I could already feel Uma's incredulous look bored on the side of her face before her question about Mal. He almost didn't hear Evie's response. He was too busy measuring Uma's reaction from his peripheral vision. He had his attention, that was for sure, so he went on to look at Evie. Dopey's son was the first to say something, reminding Harry that he was actually her boyfriend. For a moment, Harry couldn't help but admire that title. I wish I could endure it on behalf of someone else. He felt a hard slap on his arm. Speaking of names.

"¿What's my name?"

Yep, there's the reaction that Harry was looking for, the demand for his attention. That had to count for something, didn't it? Six months ago, he would have leaned on one knee and whispered his name as if it were his last breath, but when he turned to her and realized how close they were, he didn't want to risk further separation. I also didn't want to miss another moment in the flare as I used to do. I wanted to take advantage of the moment.

"Uma"

He said simply before bowing to finally give him his first kiss. But then she dodged him. …She pushed him. …She stepped back, pushed him back and walked away, a feeling of urgency in his step as if he needed to be somewhere else, or anywhere other than near him. And now, Harry was alone. Doug and Evie had left after Uma left, leaving him in a sadly open space in the crowd. He straightened up, cleared his throat and looked around for something, anything he could do to get his mind out of that mistake. Unfortunately, he was surrounded by optimistic Auadonians, none of whom were people he knew or whom he could easily approach with a pointed hook in his hand. Until one approached him. Well, I actually dance towards him, it would be more precise. A pink blur spread towards him, and he had to extend a hand to the stranger to prevent them from being knocked both down. When he finally glimpsed her face, he realized that it was Princess Audrey, dressed in a much less terrifying outfit than the last time he saw her.

"Hi"

It was all he could gather. No cunning flirting came to my mind after being brutally and humiliatingly rejected by Uma.

"Hi"

Audrey told him in return before giving him a small bow in the greeting. Before Harry could react, she took his hand, turned him under his arm and threw him back into the dancing crowd.

"¿What are you doing?"

Harry laughed nervously, he was already looking for Uma. If she caught him dancing with another girl, it would be the end of... Well, whatever they've been doing.

"I saw you as if you needed a saving"

Audrey replied, with a good glow in her eyes. They fell into rhythm with the music, mixing with the crowd of teenagers dancing around them.

"I know I wouldn't like to be caught alone at a party as big as this, so I thought you might want a friend."

"¿Do you want to be my friend?"

Harry asked, narrowing his eyes under suspicion.

"From what I've heard, you were never too fond of vks, even before you met us, so. ..."

Audrey's little smile falteled, and her gaze fell on her feet of guilt. When he looked back at him, his expression was solemn.

"Maybe I was also hoping to make a friend"

He cleared his throat.

"Or at least, excuse me for all the problems I caused you... and thank you for saving Auradon from me."

Now Harry felt uncomfortable. I wasn't used to someone seeming so hopeful to regret it. Usually, after a comment like his, he faced an equally bitter challenge about his own gloomy past. On the other hand, this was Auradon, land of good. Maybe he also needed to adjust his attitude.

"For a princess, I'm sure you know how to cushion the mood at a party"

Harry tried to make a joke, offering an unbalanced smile to Audrey. She laughed a little at his comment and shook her head in a good mood.

"Well, at least I didn't scare my baby at a party"

Audrey told him mischievously, although the meaning of his comment fell on deaf ears.

"What about me?"

Harry arched an eyebrow.

"Your baby"

Audrey repeated, a little surprised that she didn't know what she meant.

"You know, ¿'Before anyone else'? ¿That special person?"

Harry just kept looking confused. Audrey rolled her eyes.

"Uma"

It was clarified

"I'm talking about Uma."

"Oh shit"

Harry murmured, embarrassed as he reflected on what had just happened between him and his captain

"¿Did you see it?"

Audrey nodded in affirmation. To what Harry shyly scratched the back of his neck

"Was it really that bad?"

"She literally ran to the other side of the crowd"

Audrey answered seriously.

"You tell me."

Harry sighed, once again taking a look to make sure that Uma couldn't see him. Audrey realized her anxious behavior and tried to think of a way to relieve her tension, but her situation was very… one-sided at this time.

"Hey, I'm sure he couldn't see it been worse"

Audrey told him trying to comfort him, although he might not have said it at all seriously.

"I mean, I wouldn't be very happy if my boyfriend asked about other girls, but I'm sure you have a reasonable explanation."

"¿Boyfriend?"

That word caught Harry's attention in Audrey's rambling. He shook his head vigorously.

"No, no, Uma and I are not boyfriends, I haven't really asked her..."

He took a deep breath, remembering his thoughts and organizing his words before saying them, this time with much more care.

"We are just colleagues and friends."

"¿Really?"

Audrey asked in disbelief.

"Am, Sip.…".

"Wow"

Audrey reflected out loud.

"Sorry for assuming otherwise, I thought you were boyfriends because I remember that when you were singing and dancing in the scepter, the two of you together, so I assumed it… I'm sorry."

"Yes, then. ..."

Harry said although now with sadness.

"You weren't the only one who made false illusions."

Audrey looked at him with a bewildered expression for a moment, deciphering the underlying meaning in his words. Then, he realized the longing in his eyes as he looked at the other end of the clearing, where he saw no one else and nothing but Uma, dancing with the rest of his pirate crew.

"Ooooh"

Audrey smiled at him at last understanding it.

"You are 'only friends', but you wish you two were more than just friends."

Keeping his eyes on Uma, where they were so accustomed to staying, Harry pressed his mouth on a firm line. For so long he had kept his unspoken feelings. The only person close enough to him to tell him would be Uma herself, and the idea of telling him was terrifying. Now he had the opportunity to tell someone he barely knew, and he was actually considering it.

"On the Island"

He began to say in a very sad voice

"We don't really know the 'feelings' or 'falling in love' or anything like that"

He turned with his hands, taking his eyes away from his captain in favor of the silver instrument

"But she was acting differently in Auradon, so I thought maybe we could be different."

Audrey's lips pulled a small smile. Since Hades saved his life, he had thought a lot about his opinions about the VKS, and this book of pirates with a weakness for his friend clearly demonstrated what he concluded even more: they are all people with feelings. A villain has the ability to love as much as a hero has the ability to be bad.

"Well, I've learned something in the last few days"

Audrey told him wisely.

"It's just that keeping your feelings inside you won't benefit anyone."

He looked at her in bewilderment, and she nodded in Uma's direction.

"Go talk to her."

"¿Where would it start?"

Harry wondered, feeling like a useless tool.

"Well, an apology for being an idiot could be a good start"

Audrey joked. Then he took a quick look around him.

"However, I could recommend a more private location if you want to be honest with her."

"¿And do you think that would work, Audrey?"

Harry hesitated, but again, he was raised by villains. He had no other alternative in his back pocket.

"Just a way to find out"

Audrey gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder, effectively pushing him in the direction of the girl of his dreams.

"Thank you, Audrey"

He said with a small smile before remembering something he forgot to mention

"Oh and by the way, my name is Harry."

"¡GO!"

Audrey encouraged, now pushing Harry away. As pleasant as it was to talk to someone without status or history being a problem, he felt excited to think that he could help another person to be happy. Now she really felt like one of the heroines. Harry approached the noisy group of pirates as if nothing totally out of the ordinary had happened. He got drunk with Jonas, gave Desiree a playfully rough slap on the back and kept up with the buzzing emotion that everyone felt when they were in Auradon for the first time. He almost forgot about his personal mission until he almost entered Uma.

"Hello Uma"

He said quickly, urgently to get his attention before she shrunk him again. He crossed his arms and dropped his hip, waiting expectantly for what he was going to say. He cleared his throat, almost drowning with the foreign words

"Hey, listen to me. ... Uma, I'm sorry."

"Wow, ¿is Harry Hook apologizing to me?"

Uma gasped, squeezing a hand against her chest with an exaggerated shock. There was a clue to a smile playing on his lips, betraying his bitter tone.

"I guess Auradon's kindness works faster than we thought."

"I'm sorry"

Harry started again, maintaining eye contact with a fierce determination.

"For having been an idiot with you before."

Uma nodded, impressed by the gesture, but still hesitated to respond. She herself couldn't explain what was going on with them, but she knew as well as he did that there was something. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice when Harry took her hand with her free hand, in doing so both he and she felt sparks fly which made them feel a tingling in their palms still taken.

"Uma"

He said it in a low voice, throwing Uma away for a moment. I could hardly hear it because of the commotion.

"I really want to enjoy today with you and with our team."

He took a deep breath, gaining determination for the slightest softening of his expression.

"But there is definitely something we have to talk about later."

Uma took a moment to think, putting her lips together and looking at Harry up and down until she finally raised her other hand and wrapped a finger around the curve of her hook.

"Then save the conversation for later"

Uma smiled at him, somewhat blushing

"Let's enjoy the day."

Harry smiled, was relieved to have survived the encounter, and did what his captain said. They danced with their team, chatted with friends, old and new, and at the end of the party, everyone made their way under the arch of the castle in groups. Walking side by side with Uma was natural for Harry. What also felt natural for both of them was to join their arms just as they passed under the arch. It was a movement as fluid as swinging a machete, and none of them questioned it. Harry stood straighter as Uma leaned towards him, laughing all the way through the tunnel. In fact, they would have an interesting talk. The night had quickly fallen on Auradon, the day was swept away by the constant party followed by a voracious meal, and now the logistical part arrived: ¿Where were the newcomers going to stay?. Uma was working with Ben and Mal to put each villain child in a bedroom and each villain in a temporary living space. Harry understood that they needed additional help with the organization, so he left Uma to do her job. They agreed to meet later for their "chat". Meanwhile, Harry decided to walk around the school, taking the night air as he passed through the lush grass. It was hard to believe that in a few hours he would stay in one of those rooms, with air conditioning and silk sheets in abundance. It had taken a long time to arrive. A long time, but they were finally in Auradon. A flash of pink in the corner of Harry's vision caught his attention. He glanced at the stairs and saw Audrey standing on the steps, with one hand hanging freely from the railing. Thinking that he had some plenty of time, he went to her. When his steps reached Audrey's ears, she turned to him, with a friendly smile that welcomed him to his company.

"¿And what could a princess like you be doing here alone?"

Harry asked with a mocking sense of the cavalry. Even so, part of it was really curious. Audrey returned her attention to where she was: upstairs. Harry followed his eyes and discovered that he was looking at the highest tower of Auradon Prep, where he was standing only a few nights before, when he was still looking for revenge. Harry realized that this was a tense moment for her, since the silence lasted longer than she expected. Finally, Audrey sighed deeply.

"I liked to feel powerful"

He admitted, with a guilty edge that got into his tone.

"In fact, I enjoyed the idea of destroying Auradon if that meant that he could be the Queen, but..."

He crawled, biting his lip against a wave of sadness.

"... I never felt uglier in my life."

Harry took off an eyebrow in question, but he didn't say anything. This personal confession was without realizing it, and he knew that it was better than packing in the past luggage of a vulnerable woman (speaking from experience, of course). She was only telling him what she was ready to do, and he was fine being that friendly ear. That friend, in fact.

"All my life, I thought that being a princess and having status was what made me beautiful"

He continued, looking down at his hands.

"But I never realized that it was really horrible on the inside."

Now, Harry was a little lost. He didn't know her so well, so he didn't know she had a history of being a little obsessed with her real status. As much as he knew, she tried to take revenge on Auradon, and that's her whole story. He can't blame her. He supported Uma in the same effort.

"Well, I don't know anything about that, what he sighs"

Harry, trying to sound sincere. He climbed a step so he could put a reassuring hand on his arm.

"But from what I've seen today, I'd say you have some beauty to spare."

Audrey gave him a grateful smile. She was lucky to have danced with him. She had to admit that he was handsome and attractive, but she could say from a mile away that her heart is with another person. She wouldn't want to get in the way of people in love. She knew how she felt. Audrey put a hand on Harry's, a silent thank you to her new friend. Their comfortable moment stopped abruptly when they heard someone else clear their throat.

"¿Am I interrupting something?"

Harry turned, moving his arm away from Audrey, and found Uma standing behind him, with her arms crossed with a glow of disapproval stuck on his face. His apparent agitation went unnoticed by Harry, since he was only excited to see her.

"Hey, Uma"

He greeted her with an enthusiastic wave of his hook. He took a deep breath and deliberately relaxed his shoulders to have control despite the multiple butterflies in his stomach.

"¿Ready for that talk?"

"Saving your stupid talk, Harry"

Uma deviated, her low and monotonous tone. Harry's smile fell when he saw his hurt look he was looking at them between him and Audrey

"I've had enough of you for a day."

Uma turned around and began to get out of the clearing. Harry was frozen in his place, unable to make a move or even say a word. What has changed? He wondered, putting the scene back in his head. Even in the darkness of the night, he was able to clearly remember a touch of emotion in his expression.…¿Pain?.…He looked at Audrey, the panic was as evident in her face as in her bowels.

"I... I'm really sorry, Audrey"

He apologized quickly.

"I need to run away and solve all this."

"¿What are you still doing here then?"

Audrey asked rhetorically, pushing him with her hands.

"¡ANDALE, GO LOOK FOR HER NOW, HARRY!"

With a kind nod to the princess, Harry turned his heel and screwed himself in the direction in which Uma was heading. He clearly hurried to get out of there quickly because Harry felt that he had run a marathon when he found Uma approaching the edge of the Royal Garden.

"¡UMA!"

She ignored his calls, accelerating the pace in an attempt to evade him or at least convey that she didn't want to talk.

"¡UMA!"

"Leave me alone, Harry"

Uma snarled when he finally caught up with her. Harry ran in front of her to block her route, and the first thing he tried to do was walk around her. He eluded himself, keeping her in front of him. He held his arms in an extra measure to stop her and as the first line of defense.

"Uma, please"

Harry begged her without defering from her.

"Just listen to me."

"You just can't help it, ¿can you?"

Uma rebuked in an accusatory.

"You just have to go for anything with a pulse, as if that kind of thing doesn't mean anything."

"I swear it wasn't what you thought"

Harry explained to him desperately.

"Audrey and I were just talking."

"Yes of couse"

Uma nodded, but kept an advantage in her voice.

"You and Audrey were talking, but ¿what if we asked about Mal and Evie before, eh?"

Harry could no longer find his eye, unable to deny what he did.

"¿And what is this that I'm hearing about Jane?"

Harry clenched his fists, forcing himself to regain eye contact. Despite the ferocity of his radiance, he kept it with determination.

"Uma, it's not what you think"

Harry repeated to him without moving from where he was still standing in front of him.

"Just shut up Harry, please."

Uma admitted with a defeated shrug of shoulders. He bit his lip and suddenly took on a softer tone.

"I honestly thought that things were different between us for a minute, and that's up to me."

"¿Different?"

Harry repeated. ¿So she also feels the same way about him?

"But the fact is that I left for a while"

Uma pointed out, and Harry caught a glimpse of what he saw before. It was definitely a pain of some kind.

"And now I see that you clearly have better things to do than hanging out with me."

Harry furrowed his forehead, confused about how Uma could even consider that as a possibility. However, before she could object, Uma raised her hands in surrender and slapped with a bitter smile.

"¿You know what? Have fun with that."

She took a quick step around her, but Harry quickly caught her arm.

"Uma"

He said his name with as much sincerity and respect as he could gather. He stopped walking, but still refused to face him. Even so, he continued with his please

"Please, let me explain it to you."

Uma reluctantly turned around, still without looking at him directly, and shrugged indifferently. Harry nodded to a stone bench in the garden. He let go of his arm in favor of taking her hand and guided her. They both sat down, Harry never let go of his hand.

There was a rhythm of silence, only stained by the low buzzing of the crickets and electric lamps around the garden. Harry finally broke the silence between them.

"I also realized that something was..."

He turned his brain around trying to find the right word.

"... changing between us, but I was too afraid to ask."

He leaned forward, trying to get her attention, but she kept her gaze fixed on the cobbled road. He settled for rubbing small circles on the back of his hand with his thumb. He broke a smile.

"I'm not silly, Uma"

Harry laughed half-heartedly

"I know that Mal is going to get married, and Evie was clearly involved with that green guy."

"Then ¿why did you ask about them?"

Uma responded, keeping her voice down so as not to betray any emotion.

Harry shrugged his shoulders shyly.

"I wanted to see how you would react"

His answer was honest, but he made Uma narrow his eyes. I knew it sounded bad despite his intentions.

"I was thinking that maybe if you saw me interested in other people, your reaction could give me a clue as to how you feel about me."

Uma didn't respond immediately. She was digesting her confession slowly, trying to decide on a proper reaction. Should I be angry or... ¿halaid?

"¿And what about Jane?"

She deviated, finally looking at him.

"Actually, I just wanted to scare the party"

Harry laughed.

"We may be in Auradon now, but I'm still a little scared."

To Harry's surprise, his joke managed to make Uma laugh. It was brief, but it was something.

"But that's irrelevant right now"

Harry proceeded once his shared fun was extinguished. He gave him a gentle squeeze in the hand to emphasize his sincerity

"Right now, I'm telling you that I'm sorry for playing like this."

His eyes were thrown between his own, in search of a crack in his determination, but all he saw was the sincere will of his first companion. The corner of his mouth became entched with a small smile.

"You've been in Auradon for too long."

"You've been here longer than me"

Harry pointed out to him.

"Fry enough"

Uma laughed, and Harry enjoyed seeing her smile. She sighed deeply, something heavy in her mind.

"And I guess I also owe you an apology."

Harry raised an eyebrow at the statement, unable to think of anything he had to regret.

"To always run away instead of just talking about things with you"

He continued, shaking his head at his own ridiculous antics.

"I'm getting so…"

He crawled, wrinkling his nose and grinding his teeth as he tried to find the right word.

"…Angry when you talk to people like that."

Harry bowed his head, looking at her with a strange feeling in his gut. The wasps in his stomach were gone, but there was something else there. Something light. Something I had been feeling all week, but I hadn't recognized it until that day.

"Well, if that calms you down"

Harry offered him, releasing his hook to take his other hand and place them both on his knees, which were pressed against each other.

"I promise not to flirt with everyone I see."

Uma snorted and rolled her eyes. The promise was stupid, but I couldn't deny the pleasure it brought him to listen to her.

"That would make me feel better"

He admitted when a mischievous smile took its place on his lips. His voice took on a mocking tone.

"Although, if you don't, ¿how the hell is the great Harry Hook going to have a date again?"

Harry gave him an unbalanced smile.

"I have some ideas."

He leaned forward, much slower this time to measure his approval. She didn't move backwards, or to the side, or even forwards. She stood still and waited. Even when he approached, nothing changed. His eyebrows rose with expectation, as if he were still waiting for him to explain his "idea." Until, finally, her lips connected with hers. He ignited a shock through Harry's body, only making that light feel more prominent, as if it were flying. It wasn't like kissing a sleeping princess. She was kissing him, returning the slightest pressure. When he finally retired, looking at his beautiful face with nervous astonishment, he was happy to find his once pedregina expression that melts into one of happiness. He couldn't hide the smallest laugh as he shook his head.

"That could work"

He smiled, biting his lip. She approached him so she could rest her head on his shoulder, and Harry let go of one of his hands to wrap an arm over his shoulders. He put his chin on his head and kept her close, repeating his moment again and again in his mind with emotion and hope for his future. Over Uma's head, Harry noticed a whisper in the bushes. Uma didn't seem to hear it, but Harry narrowed his eyes on the mountain. It wasn't until he saw a mixture of blond, pink and blue hair coming out of the bush that he relaxed. Audrey gave him a thumbs up and a proud smile, and he winked in return. I was as excited to have her as a friend as I was to have Uma as his.

THE END

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