Disney Descendants - One Shots

One Word Prompt - Stars - HarryXClarissa {Daughter of Queen Clarion}

one word prompt blurb: {stars & harry} for @/mysticmessofcrap on tumblr // clarissaXharry

{excuse my "scottish" dialect, i used an online translator and tweaked some things on my own so it'd be easier to understand 😂}

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"What do you want?"

Clarissa took a deep breath and smiled, now face to face with the unpleasant, teal haired pirate. She and Uma were never at odds, and as much as Uma appreciated having someone to control Harry, she hated having an annual pirate crew meeting interrupted. Now that they were on the Isle, it was less evil plotting and more catching up; and Uma would be lying if she said she didn't look forward to it every week.

Clarissa swayed back and forth on her tiptoes for a moment, with her hands clasped behind her back. For a moment, she caught a glimpse of Harry, who sat leaned back in a chair with a devilish grin plastered against his face. He greeted Clarissa from afar with a flick of his hand, sitting up a bit straighter. The other pirates around him whispered amongst themselves and whistled, nudging Hook, who ignored them as his eyes pierced into Clarissa's.

She blushed, clearing her throat as her eyes flickered back to Uma's. "Can I steal him for a second?"

Uma rolled her eyes. "You can borrow him. I guess. After all, stealing isn't really an AK's specialty."

Clarissa's smile grew a bit at this, and she nudged Uma lightly. "I know you're starting to like me," she giggled graciously.

A small smile broke out on Uma's face after a moment. "I tolerate you, for Harry's sake," she defended, stepping out of the way. Harry was close behind, shrugging on a red hoodie and closing the door behind him.

"Whet are ye' doin' here?" he whispered, a grin playing at his lips. Clarissa wrapped her arms around his torso and tipped her head up, shrugging slightly. "I missed you. Everyone else has plans with their boyfriends, and I was kind of hoping I could have some with mine?"

He shrugged. "We can do anythin' ye want te' do."

Clarissa backed up, leading him out of the ship, pondering over her ideas. She tipped her head to the side and glanced at him. "I mean, I really just want to hang out. Talk."

Harry nodded, looping his arms around her from behind. "Okay, where?"

They stepped out of the ship, and Clarissa's gaze immediately met with the sky. She released a tiny gasp and pointed up. "Look!"

Like everything in Auradon, the nights were something out of a storybook. That being said, this night was especially gorgeous. The stars sat in clustered, splattered like crushed diamonds against a navy blanket. The moon cast a milky light on the shore, illuminating the waves as they crashed against the young couple's legs.

Harry slipped off his shoes and plopped down onto the bed of sand, reclining and patting the ground next to him. Clarissa beamed and joined him, snuggling close and taking a deep breath, breathing in the damp, salty air.

Harry pointed at the sky at a distinct constellation. " 'At looks like my hook."

Clarissa giggled and scanned the sky. "That one looks like a heart."

Harry smirked. " 'Cause I hung them there. 'Jest like that, for ye."

Clarissa smiled, shaking her head. "You wish."

Harry laughed, adjusting her so that she layed on his chest. "I wish ah could. Te' show ye' how much I love- uh..."

In the past few weeks that they'd been together, the "L-word" had never really come up. It was of mutual understanding that they loved each other, of course, but saying it would solidify it. Harry took a shaky breath, what did he have to be scared of?

Clarissa laughed. "I love "uh" too." She reached over, intertwining her fingers in his, glancing up at the blushing pirate expectantly.

Harry craned his neck slowly, planting a gentle kiss on the fairy's lips and holding her closer. "I don't mean te' brag, but I'm th' luckiest lad in Auradon."

Clarissa shook her head. "I wouldn't say that, but... I think I'm luckier. To have you." She glanced up at the sky again, the moon illuminating her pensive features. "You've sacrificed so much for me... I-"

"Shhh." He planted another kiss on her lips. "Don't mention 'et." He grasped her hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Th' least I could do f'ar the girl that I love."

Clarissa beamed again, sitting up and nudging him playfully. "There it is," she teased. She leaned down, pressing a kiss on the tip of his nose. "I love you too," she whispered.

It was silent for a moment as they held onto each other; filling the void under the twinkling stars was the eversteady crash of ocean waves, and the purest, most breathtaking love of all.