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(Harry's POV)

"Good evening Hook, I had a feeling you'd come tonight."

"It was." I growled and lowered my hook "What do you want Pan?" Parker stepped into the light that was shining out the studio door window and exhaled through his nose, this stupid little grin on his lips.

"I just wanted to ask, does Ruby know what you get up to with the other villain kids from time to time?" He asked cryptically as he slowly waltzed up to the studio door, gazing inside at Ruby in a way that made my stomach clench sickeningly. My fist tightened around my hook at my side as I started to worry about what he might know.

"What are yeh talkin' about?" I scoffed and rested back on my right leg. He turned his head slowly to look at me and smirked. He had this gleam in his eyes I had never seen from him before, the overwhelming amount of confidence that he had in himself right now was prominent in that glimmer.

"Oh, you know." He said pointedly, looking back inside at Ruby and licking his lips slowly "Here's the thing, villains and their descendant children aren't the only people that have magic, I'm sure you've forgotten that. Auradonians are very much capable of passing down magic to their own children as well." His tone was condescending as he very clearly spoke down to me, talking to me as if I were a child. It was starting to piss me off and if he doesn't get to the point sooner- I caught the little glow of viridian flash in the iris' of his eyes before he looked back at me with a mad grin stretched across his lips. "Having a father with magic has its perks."

"What are yeh gettin' at?" I growled, the faint sound of Ruby's melodious singing still being heard through the door.

"People with magic can also sense magic in other objects, places, people. For instance, being able to read when a person has been spelled..." my blood ran cold as ringing started to fill my ears, I guess my expression changed by the way his smirk appeared to grow wider.

"I don't know what yer talkin' about..." I said darkly as I tried to stay calm. He only sighed as he took a second to think, slowly pacing back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back.

"The thing is, as of right now, I'm the only one who knows Prince Ben was spelled. Last time I checked, the spell washed away at some point. I know it wasn't you, I know you don't have the means to do that, but I'm willing to bet, no one else does." He said, letting a small chuckle escape his lips "I'm guessing this is all some elaborate scheme to take over Auradon correct? What else would you villains want other than revenge... so uncreative." He mumbled and shook his head to himself "What I don't understand is why you didn't spell Ruby? You clearly want her, why not make her love you?" He said and stopped pacing to stare at me. My face contorted in rage at the mention of her, I would never want to force her to be mine. My continued silence seemed to amuse Pan as he only let out a laugh after studying me. "Oh that is rich, you actually care about her, didn't think you people had it in you." He hummed and clapped his hands once "With that said, I have a proposition for you."

"I have zero interest in makin' a deal with a slime-ball like you." I spat, my body still as stiff as a board but ready to make a move in case he tried anything.

"Oh, I'm sure you will after you hear what I have to say." He chuckled and walked right back up to the studio door, gazing through the window with a hum "I've been trying to court Ruby for years, but she always takes my official gestures as 'friendly', and with you around, I'll definitely lose her." He said and closed his eyes, listening to the girl's soft singing. "What I wouldn't do to have such soft supple skin under my own, to feel the warm plush of her lips and hear her breath catch in her throat when we-"