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Harry was one of the first to spar - and from how the match went, I deduced my excitement was a tad over-enthused. The first few matches are always weeders, and with how overpowered Harry's techniques were, it didn't take long for him to eliminate his opponents with ease.
The real fun would begin much later, when only the fencers of skill would be remaining.
Even the shift was mostly uneventful, apart from a few bruised elbows and rolled ankles - they were once size fits all problems with the only solution being ice. Lots of it.
As I was packing up, Steve announced himself in the doorway, feigning injury.
"I hurt my shoulder, is there anything you can do for the pain?"
"You weren't even in any of the morning matches, Steve." I shook my head but sat him down at the nearest bench.
"Pretend I did it when practicing. Are you free to talk?"
"I'm not doing much else - I can't stay long, but go on."
"It's about what I wanted to say yesterday."
"I figured." Hiding the sarcasm in my voice was getting harder by the second, but I held on out of curiosity."I've heard things around my castle - things that almost scare me. I thought to share it with you because of your relations with the VKs. I mean, you must know something about this considering the time you spend with them. No sane person would be with Harry Hook if they thought his father was actually still a villain."
Thinking about how that was exactly who I thought Captain Hook was when I first met Harry, I thought better of correcting Steve. There's no way I'll let him think I was as uninformed as I actually was.
"What do you think I know something about?"
"A picnic."
At the words that flowed out of his mouth with so much ease, I rushed to shut the door and lock it.
"Please tell me you don't know what you're talking about."
"I know more than my stupid face gives me credit for. And by that I mean, I have a hunch that none of the storybook villains were still truly villains in our lifetimes."As he kept speaking a feeling of nausea crept up. I know that logically, the plausibility of people remembering without my magic was an immense relief, but at the moment, I felt nothing but exposed.
So far, the only people that knew were people I allowed to know - the only other being Coy who was presently and apparently indefinitely locked away.
Now that someone as variable and royal as Steve knew, it felt like the loose ends were unravelling far faster than I planned.
My sense of control utterly gone, I felt myself falling into a panic.
What does it mean that Steve knows? Will he try to cover it up? Or will he embrace it, as everyone should?
"C-care to elaborate?" Is all I could manage out.
"My parents were talking late one night - and mind you, they're younger than most of the Auradon parents, if that matters. They were going on about something; the feeling that the barrier should never have been up. A picnic was mentioned. And for some reason, the picnic stuck with me. I didn't know the significance for days, but when my eyes fell on you and Harry one afternoon, it was like an epiphany or something. It seemed so familiar - and then I got to thinking. Why is this familiar? What if (y/n) and Harry knew each other years ago - what if we all did? Could everything that we learn in Auradon have been one massive, horrible lie?"
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Full Sail Ahead [Harry Hook X Reader]
Fanfiction(Y/N) and Harry finally have their happily ever after, and even though Lydia struck less than a month ago, it was like it never happened. Things couldn't be going better until they find themselves entangled in a mystery far greater than anything Aur...