Chapter Three

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As Evie walked down the corner to Harry's bedroom, she could hear him playing. It brought a smile to her face until she realized what exactly he was playing.

"Die, Captain Hook, die!"

Evie rushed into Harry's room and found the small boy playing a sword and a pillow he set up to mimic a human body. He was stabbing the pillow repeatedly. On top of the pillow sat a pirate's hat Evie had bought for him.

"Benjamin Harry!" Evie yelled and caught the boys attention immediately. Evie only called her son his full name when he was in trouble. Harry quickly dropped the sword and stepped in front of the pillow, hoping his mother didn't see him.

"What on earth are you doing, young man?"

"Mommy I'm sorry."

"Who on earth taught you to play like that?"

"Charlie Charming. It's really no big deal, Mommy. We play it at recess all the time."

Evie, still with a scowl on her face, looked down at her son.

"Charlie Charming? As in Chad and Aubrey Charming's son?"

"Uh yes."

"I thought I told you not to hang out with him. The Charmings are not nice people."

"But Mommy! Charlie is my best friend!"

Harry's eyes were suddenly filled with tears. He bowed his head and walked over to his bed and faced the wall. He crossed his arms, sniffling a bit. Evie let out a sigh and walked over and sat next to her son. She wrapped her arms around him and he did the same.

"Sweetie the Charmings were very mean to me when I married your daddy."

"That's another thing, Charlie told me you were a villain and I was too."

"Harry look at me. You will never be a villain. You are filled with happiness and joy. Me on the other hand, I came from the Isle of the Lost."

Harry's mouth dropped and he looked at his father with shock. Evie just let out a small laugh and kissed her son on the forehead.

"Yes, you heard me right. I did come from the Isle of Lost. Do you remember the story of Snow White?" Harry shook his head yes very wearily, "Well the Evil Queen is my mom and your grandmother. I grew up with villain's children like Maleficent, Ursula, and Captain Hook. Hearing you play that game made me very upset because Captain Hook's son was a very good friend of mine."

"Wait you knew the dreaded Captain Hook's son?" Harry said with a huge smile on his face.

"I knew him very, very well."

"What was he like?"

"Well, he was very stubborn. Everything had to go his way. He was smart. He knew every part of every boat in the harbor. He didn't like to admit it much, but he was kind. He was loving and my best friend," Evie's voice trailed out and she felt tears coming to her eyes.

Harry looked up at her and started waving his arms in the air to get her attention. Evie snapped out of it and looked down at her son.

"Sorry, buddy. I guess I miss him sometimes," Evie got up and picked her son up, bringing him to the window.

"I specifically had your room here because you can see the harbor almost perfectly. See the biggest ship, that is Captain Hook's ship!"

Harry's face lit up, "Have you ever been on it?"

"Yes, I have. Captain Hook's son used to sneak me on there and we would watch the stars from the top of the mast."

"What was his name?"

"His name was Harry, too. When you were born your father named you Benjamin after his own name and I picked out your middle name. Since that point on, we've called you by your middle name instead of your real name."

"That is so cool!"

"You look and act so much like him."

"Really?"

"Yeah, you both love the water, your favorite foods are fish sticks, and both have such an adventurous side."

" I want to meet him!"

Evie's smile turned into a frown. Once again she could feel tears stinging her eyes, however, she blinked them back before Harry could see them.

"Well, that's the issue. The Isle is separated from Auradon. We don't want all the bad guys escaping and seeking revenge now do we?"

"No, I guess not. I'm sorry you never get to see your best friend again.."

"Oh, sweetie, don't be sad. Harry and I will see each other someday,"

Evie turned and looked the Isle. It seemed so far away from where she was. She gave the Jolly Roger one last look before turning around and walking over to Harry's bed. She tucked him in and kissed him on the forehead. As she got up, she heard his little voice.

"Mommy, I'm sorry I was making fun of your best friend's dad. I won't let it happen again."

"It's okay, Harry. You can continue to play with Charlie at school, but no more of the villain games. I love you and get a good nights rest. I'll see you in the morning."




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