I'll Get You, Pan! (Harry Hook x OC)

Chapter Four

Harry continued to drag me behind him, causing me to walk backwards, as another boy tied my hands in front of me, which wasn't even as remotely debilitating as the act was supposed to be. He carried a sword with him and waved it around at me occasionally. Perhaps he was trying to look threatening, but he grinned the whole time taking away any malice there was in the act.

"So, are we planning on stopping anytime soon?" I asked aloud, waiting for Harry to answer and when he didn't I said, "because I've really got to use the little girls room, unless they took that away from you guys to," I poked fun at the no magic, no cell phone, no technology ban over the Isle.

"In fact, we don't, we're only aloud to have a little boy's room," he replied, and did his best imitation of my accent.

I rolled my eyes. I still didn't know where we were going, so he was no help.

"That's funny how you both talk different," the boy following us said, "like your accents. They're different but, not," he trailed off.

"Shut it, Gil," Harry sighed.

The boy, Gil, stared at his feet. But, he was right, it was ironic. Most of the kids at Auradon prep didn't have accents, nor did the people in Neverland (except for my mother, of course). I guess I just can't escape the irony swimming around Harry Hook.

"Gil, is it?" I asked the boy in a low voice.

"Yes!" he tried to whisper back. His whole face lit up and he nodded his head vigorously.

"Do you know where this bone head is taking me?" I asked.

"To Uma's ship, and then to the dungeon with King Ben," he told me.

"King Ben? He's here?" I spoke in a normal voice now, it was obvious  Hook didn't care we were talking.

"Yeah, I saw him with Evie, Jay and Carlos. And then I told Uma. And then she made Harry go get him. And then Harry made me tie him up. And then, we locked him in the dungeon," he beamed at me, clearly proud of his work.

"So, who's Uma, then?" I wasn't going to comment on the fact that Gil was happy he'd captured the King, he was a villain after all, so I moved on to the more pressing question.

"Oh, her? She's Ursala's daughter. She's got those long blue braids that she swings everywhere," he shook his head to show me how her hair moved, "she was just in there talking to Mal."

"The waitress girl?"

"Yes, some people call her shrimpy, like as a nickname, but she doesn't like it to much," Gil shrugged like he didn't understand why someone wouldn't want to be called shrimpy of all things.

So, my rude waitress was Uma, who seemed to be in charge of everything around here. For someone with so much power, you'd think I would of heard about her from Mal, Evie, Jay and Carlos. She was probably their predecessor, once the vks I knew had left Uma probably grabbed the opportunity and took over the isle.

"Love, there's a bunch of stairs here, so watch your step," Harry warned me.

"Hard to do when I can only see where I've been and not where I'm going," I replied.

Harry pulled his hook off of my neck and spun me around. I was inches away from him and found that I'd placed my hands on his chest. I felt that my eyes went wide as I tried to read his face, but his sliver eyes revealed nothing to me except that they were staring at me.

"What's wrong, Pan? You look a bit startled," Harry smirked at me.

"No, I just," I paused looking for the right words, "wasn't expecting to be so close," I stepped away from him.