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herstoryheaven · 3 months ago

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Descendants Harry Hook x Reader: Spots Of Love

Request: Hi hi! Crazy idea, what if it's a Harry Hook x Reader after D3? Either like in Auradon Prep or College. And the reader can be a Radcliffe from One Hundred and One Dalmatians. Maybe she runs a pet therapy program or helps out Carlos with his Vet career or rescue shelter for abused and abandoned animals (and children) and runs into Harry? Would love to see a platonic relationship with Carlos and Jane! (If the others need to be included, I would not mind at all!)

Reader: Female

Word count: 2823

Average reading time: 10 min 15 sec

Category: Fluff

Warnings: None

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Disclaimer: All events portrayed in my stories are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental. Any actions or behaviours portrayed by the characters may differ from reality and cannot be connected to any actual person. This work is purely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes only.

The gentle hum of life filled the cozy, sunlit shelter nestled at the edge of Auradon University. Y/n Radcliff was focused on organizing the supplies, her hands methodically placing items in their designated spots, when a soft bark caught her attention. She turned to see her two beloved Dalmatians, Pongo and Perdita, named after her parents' first dogs, playfully nipping at each other in their designated corner. Their black and white spots blended with the patches of sunlight streaming through the window, creating a picturesque scene that filled Y/n with warmth. It was moments like these that reminded her why she loved this work so much; rescuing and caring for animals wasn’t just a job, it was her passion.

As she watched Pongo and Perdita, her thoughts drifted to the back room where Carlos and Jane were hard at work. The shelter had become more than just a project for them, it was a sanctuary, a place where they could all pour their love for animals into something meaningful. Y/n couldn’t help but smile as she heard their soft voices mingling with the occasional meow from the kittens they were tending to.

Curious about how they were doing, Y/n made her way to the back room. She found Carlos holding a small kitten gently in his hands, his face the picture of concentration as Jane prepared the syringe for the vaccination.

“Just a little pinch, sweetie.” Jane cooed to the kitten, her voice soothing and calm. She glanced up at Carlos with a smile, her eyes full of warmth. “Ready?”

Carlos nodded, his thumb brushing lightly over the kitten’s fur. “Ready.” he confirmed, his voice soft. “You’re doing great, little one. Just a second more.”

Y/n leaned against the doorway, watching the two of them work together in perfect harmony. Jane gave the shot with practiced ease, and Carlos immediately brought the kitten close, whispering reassurances as the tiny creature gave a small, startled meow.

“There we go, all done.” Jane said, capping the syringe and giving Carlos a playful nudge. “I think you’ve got the magic touch with these little ones.”

Carlos chuckled, still cradling the kitten. “Only because I have the best partner.” he replied, his eyes sparkling as he looked at her.

Y/n couldn’t help but smile at the exchange. It was these small, tender moments between Carlos and Jane that made her heart swell with affection for them. They were so in tune with each other, their movements synchronized as if they were a single unit. The way they worked together, so naturally, so effortlessly, was something Y/n deeply admired.

She cleared her throat softly, making her presence known. “You two make quite the team.” she commented with a smile, stepping into the room.

Carlos looked up, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. “Hey, Y/n. We’re just finishing up with these kittens.”

Jane turned, her face lighting up when she saw Y/n. “Oh, Y/n! Come look at this little one, she’s so brave.” she said, holding out a tiny, gray tabby kitten that had just received her vaccination.

Y/n walked over, gently stroking the kitten’s soft fur. “She’s adorable.” she said, her voice full of affection. “And you two… you’re amazing with them. Honestly, it’s like you were made for this.”

Carlos laughed softly, his cheeks tinged with a slight blush. “Thanks, Y/n. I guess we just really love what we do.”

“Plus, it helps to have someone by your side who knows exactly what you’re thinking.” Jane added, her eyes meeting Carlos’s in a gaze that was filled with quiet understanding.

Y/n watched the way they looked at each other, the subtle exchange of warmth and love that passed between them. It was so natural, so easy, that it made her heart ache in the best possible way. She admired how far Carlos had come since his days on the Isle. He was so different from his mother, Cruella de Vil. Where Cruella had been cruel and self-absorbed, Carlos was gentle, kind, and completely devoted to the animals and his dog Dude. And Jane, sweet, supportive Jane, was the perfect match for him. They balanced each other out in a way that Y/n found beautiful.

“You two are really something special, you know that?” Y/n said softly, her gaze warm as she looked between them.

Jane blushed, her hand reaching out to squeeze Carlos’s. “We just… care about each other, I guess. And about what we’re doing here.”

Carlos nodded, his thumb rubbing small circles on the back of Jane’s hand. “Yeah. It’s easy when you’re with someone who gets it, who understands why this is so important.”

Y/n felt a pang of admiration mixed with a touch of longing. Watching them made her realize how much she craved that kind of connection with someone,someone who understood her, who shared her passions, who could make the world feel like a better place just by being in it. She was happy for Carlos and Jane, truly, but she couldn’t help but wonder when she would find that kind of love for herself.

Still, she pushed those thoughts aside and smiled brightly at them. “Well, I’m glad you guys have each other. The shelter wouldn’t be the same without you two.”

Carlos grinned, his arm slipping around your shoulder. “And it wouldn’t be the same without you, Y/n. We make a pretty great team, don’t we?”

Jane nodded, walking up to your other side, her eyes twinkling. “The best team.”

As Y/n continued her work, the familiar sound of the chime echoed through the room, catching Carlos and Jane's attention. Their faces lit up immediately, a warm smile spreading across their lips as they recognized the figure stepping inside. Y/n looked up from her spot behind the counter, curious about who had caused such a reaction in her friends.

Y/n felt her heart swell with affection for her friends. “Yeah.” she agreed, her voice soft and full of warmth. “The best team.”

Before Y/n could ask, she saw him, the notorious pirate with the unforgettable charm, Harry Hook. His presence was undeniable, a mix of confidence and something more, something that had changed since the days on the Isle of the Lost. He still had that devilish grin, that mischievous glint in his ocean-blue eyes, but there was a new gentleness to him, a softness that Y/n hadn’t expected. Or maybe it was just the way he carefully carried a basket filled with tiny, wriggling Dalmatian puppies that made him look less like a pirate and more like a savior.

Carlos and Jane exchanged excited glances before they both greeted Harry with warm smiles. “Harry!” Jane exclaimed, moving forward to greet him. “It’s so good to see you!”

Carlos grinned, his eyes widening as he noticed the basket. “And you’ve brought company, I see.”

Y/n stood back for a moment, observing the scene with a growing curiosity. She had heard plenty about Harry Hook, stories that painted him as charismatic, daring, and a bit of a rogue. Tales of his adventures on the Isle, his infamous reputation, and his unyielding loyalty to his crew. But seeing him here, in her shelter, cradling a basket of vulnerable little puppies, was something she hadn’t expected.

Her heart gave a small flutter, surprising her. She wasn’t one to easily get flustered, but something about this moment, about seeing Harry in this new light, sent a warm, unfamiliar sensation through her.

Harry’s eyes scanned the room, taking in the cozy, sunlit space filled with the sounds of animals and the warmth of friendship. When his gaze landed on Y/n, his smile faltered for a split second, surprise flickering in his eyes. But then his grin returned, softer this time, as he turned to Carlos and Jane.

“And who might this beautiful lass be?” Harry asked, his voice carrying that familiar, smooth edge that was both teasing and charming.

Jane, still grinning, nudged Y/n forward playfully. “Harry, this is Y/n Radcliff. She and Carlos run this shelter together.”

Y/n felt her cheeks warm under his gaze, a blush creeping up her neck. There was something about the way he looked at her, with that mixture of curiosity and admiration, that made her heart skip a beat. She managed a small smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear to steady herself. “Nice to meet you, Harry.” she said, hoping her voice sounded more confident than she felt.

Harry’s grin widened, and he stepped closer, taking her hand in his. His touch was surprisingly gentle, and when he lifted her hand to his lips, pressing a light kiss on her knuckles, her breath hitched slightly. “The pleasure is all mine,” he replied, his voice smooth and rich, carrying just the right amount of playful charm.

Y/n’s mind raced, trying to process the unexpected spark that ignited at his touch. There was a connection there, something she hadn’t anticipated but couldn’t deny. She quickly glanced at the basket he was holding, needing a distraction. Her eyes softened as she noticed the puppies wriggling and yipping quietly, their tiny bodies nestled together.

“Are those...?” she began, her voice trailing off as she looked up at Harry.

“Dalmatians.” Harry finished for her with a nod. His tone shifted, becoming more earnest. “Found this nest in an abandoned alleyway. Thought they could use a bit of love and care.”

Y/n’s heart swelled with affection, not just for the puppies, but for the man who had brought them here. There was something incredibly endearing about seeing someone like Harry, with his rough edges and pirate ways, showing such tenderness and concern for these little creatures. “You’ve come to the right place.” she said warmly, her smile genuine as she took the basket from him.

As she placed the basket on the ground, Pongo and Perdita immediately came over to investigate, their noses twitching with curiosity. Perdita, who had never been able to have puppies of her own, was the first to nuzzle the tiny pups, her motherly instincts kicking in almost instantly. She gently nudged them with her nose, licking their tiny heads as if they were her own. Pongo followed suit, pressing close to Perdita’s side, as if to reassure her. Within moments, the two Dalmatians had laid down beside the basket, the puppies nestled between them, forming a heartwarming little family.

The scene was so touching that Y/n couldn’t help but smile. “Looks like I have twelve dogs now.” she said with a laugh, her eyes twinkling as she looked at the happy little family.

Harry chuckled, his gaze lingering on Y/n with a new intensity. There was admiration in his eyes, but also something more, something that made Y/n’s heart flutter all over again. “Well, maybe I could help out, if you ever need an extra hand.” he offered, his voice carrying a hint of hopefulness, as if he wanted any excuse to stay close to her.

Y/n felt the warmth spread through her chest, her heart fluttering once more. She met his gaze, trying to keep her voice steady despite the butterflies dancing in her stomach. “That would be great.” she said softly, her smile growing. “The shelter could always use more help.”

From that moment on, Harry became a regular visitor at the shelter. Every morning, just as the sun was rising and casting a golden glow over Auradon, Y/n would find Harry at the entrance, leaning against the doorframe with that signature grin of his. At first, he’d come by to check on the puppies or lend a hand during feeding time, but it soon became clear that his real reason for being there was Y/n.

For a moment, they simply stood there, holding each other’s gaze, an unspoken connection forming between them. It was as if the world around them faded, leaving just the two of them, the shared warmth of their smiles, and the new beginnings that were quietly taking root.

The two of them grew closer with each passing day, their conversations flowing as easily as the gentle breeze that rustled through the shelter's garden. They would talk about everything and nothing, Harry would captivate her with tales from the Isle, each one more outrageous and entertaining than the last, while Y/n would share stories from her childhood, recounting the adventures she had with her parents’ Dalmatians and her dreams of rescuing animals. The more they talked, the more Y/n found herself drawn to him, enchanted by his wit, his charm, and the unexpected kindness that lay beneath his roguish exterior.

Carlos and Jane couldn’t help but notice the growing connection between Y/n and Harry. During the quiet moments at the shelter, Carlos would nudge Jane with a knowing smile as they watched the two of them together. Jane, ever the romantic, would grin back, pleased to see her friend so happy.

One particularly busy afternoon, after a long day of tending to the animals and organizing the shelter, Y/n and Harry found themselves sitting on the floor of the playroom. The once-tiny Dalmatian puppies had grown into lively bundles of energy, their spots more defined and their personalities shining through. They darted around the room, chasing after toys and playfully wrestling with each other, their joyous barks filling the air. Pongo and Perdita, ever the doting parents, watched over them with a mix of pride and protectiveness.

As Y/n and Harry sat side by side, the warmth between them was noticeable. Y/n felt a sense of contentment that she hadn’t felt in a long time, simply being in Harry’s presence. The two of them laughed as a particularly feisty puppy tried to drag a plush toy twice its size across the room, and Y/n couldn’t help but notice how Harry’s eyes sparkled with amusement, a boyish charm that made her heart skip a beat.

But it wasn’t just Y/n who noticed the connection between them. Perdita, always the observant one, had been watching them closely for days. There was a knowing glint in her eyes as she looked from Y/n to Harry, as if she understood something that the two humans hadn’t fully realized yet.

Harry and Y/n were about to leave the room to get some food for the dogs. Before Y/n could take a step towards the door, Perdita suddenly leaped up, placing her front paws on Y/n’s back with a gentle but firm nudge. At that exact moment, Pongo, as if in perfect sync with his mate, did the same to Harry. The combined force of the two dogs pushed Y/n and Harry toward each other, causing them to stumble.

And then it happened, their lips met in a soft, unexpected kiss. For a moment, everything else faded away. The playful yips of the puppies, the warmth of the afternoon sun, the distant sounds of Auradon, it all disappeared, leaving only the two of them, caught in that brief but electrifying moment.

Y/n’s heart raced as the kiss deepened, slow and tender, each second feeling like an eternity. She could feel Harry’s warmth, the softness of his lips, the gentle way his hand found its way to her waist. And in that instant, she knew that this wasn’t just a fleeting moment, it was something more, something they had both been waiting for without even realizing it.

When they finally pulled away, Y/n’s breath was unsteady, her heart pounding in her chest. She found herself looking into Harry’s eyes, which were filled with a mixture of surprise and something deeper, something that made her heart flutter all over again.

“Well.” Harry whispered, his voice low and slightly breathless, “I guess your dogs have better sense than we do.”

Y/n laughed softly, the sound tinged with both amusement and affection. “I think you’re right.” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, her face still inches from his. There was a softness in her gaze as she looked at him, a warmth that mirrored what she felt inside.

Harry’s smile grew, the playful glint returning to his eyes as he leaned in again. This time, the kiss was more confident, more certain, a promise of what was to come. Y/n melted into it, her heart swelling with emotions she hadn’t expected to find but couldn’t deny.

As they kissed, Carlos and Jane peeked around the corner, having witnessed the whole thing. Jane’s eyes sparkled with happiness, and she whispered excitedly to Carlos, “I knew it! They’re perfect for each other.”

Carlos grinned, nodding in agreement. “About time, too. I was starting to think we’d have to push them together ourselves.”

When Y/n and Harry finally broke apart, the world seemed a little brighter, a little more vivid. They both knew that something had changed, that their relationship had shifted into something more meaningful. From that day on, Harry wasn’t just a friend visiting the shelter, he was Y/n’s partner, in every sense of the word.

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