who doesn't love the Disney World? well, (y/n) especially loves descendants, and one day, as she is in her kitchen getting ready to head out. 17-year-old (y/n) becomes part of that world, now a certain blue-eyed pirate meets the girl from a world wh...
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Harry along with some other members of the crew walked you to Gaston's house and as they came to a stop and you looked up at the house, Harry clasped his hand on your shoulders
"al'right lassie~ all ye gotta do is go in and grab the trophy and show us ye got it and we'll back ye up on the claim the ye got it if ye can' make it all the way back to the shop"
You nodded and surveyed the area seeing a pitch black alleyway that would be perfect for sneaking in, you bolted forward and disappeared, Harry and the crew retreated a little and sat in the shadows, Harry messed around with his hook and bounced his leg.
'and now we play the waiting game'
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15 minutes later Harry sat cross-legged bouncing his leg, dead stare at the house, he turned to gil slightly pissed off/ mostly worried.
"Gil, where does yer dad hide the trophy?"
"uh the back left upstairs room"
Harry huffed and fell to the floor and continued puffing away. A few moments later he sat up and tossed his hands in the air.
"how long is the lass gonna take?!"
"well~ if you would look behind you once in a while you would notice I was standing here for the past 5 minutes~"
Harry let out a squeak and turned to see you, a shit eating grin on your face, holding Gastons prize trophy.
The group stared at you in surprise and Gil was the first to stand, rushing over to you and grabbing the trophy.
"How'd you get this!!! Dad never lets it out of his sight?!"
You smirked and glanced at Harry whos jaw was figuratively hitting the floor. "that's for me to know and you guys to be frustrated over~"
Gil made a face but Desiree and Bonnie jumped up and whooped and bounded over to you, cackling along with you.
Harry shook his head in disbelief and strode over to you and ruffled your hair, "nice job lassie. I knew ye'd be a good addition to the crew"
You grinned and Gil lifted you on his shoulders and the group head back to the shop and Bonnie burst into the shop and screamed out "UMA SHE DID IT!!"
As Gil walked in and set you down, you looked around the shop and all had their jaws dropped, including Uma, who dropped the tray she was holding and stared at you in shock.
"how-how'd you do it?" she stuttered, you shrugged and placed the trophy on the long table and grinned, "I took it!"
Harry burst out laughing "i- ahaha I must say! That was an elaborate explanation ye gave there!"
You giggled "thank you~" Harry grinned and repeated your words "I took it!" you cackled and leaned against the table "I took it!"
Harry covered his face and giggled to himself "it wasn't even an attempt, it was just "I took it!"
The crew laughed along with you and Harry, Uma deciding to herself that you were already making your way into the tight nit group with ease, and smiled to herself.
'good choice Harry' Uma glanced at the trophy 'very good choice'
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Later that night, after a couple of hours of partying, you and Harry sat in his room, Harry in the bathroom while you sat on the bed drawing in your sketchbook, for those who are wondering, your drawing Harry,...what?! You couldn't help it is just so artistically perfect!
At you finished the details of his eyes, Harry exited the bathroom and sneaked a peek at the book, surprised to be looking at a drawing of himself. He smirked and asked, "whatcha drawing there lassie?"
You squeaked and pressed the book to your chest looking up at Harry in fright. "dude!" you huffed punching his chest as he smirked devilishly. "don't sneak up on me like that!"
He shrugged and grabbed your sketchbook and looked at the drawing of him, eyes slightly widening, mumbling "holy shit this is actually really good"
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He looked down at you, whos face was red with embarrassment. Harry rose a brow at you, causing you to cover your face. "where'd ye learn to draw lass?"
"um" you shyly mumbled "I'm self-taught"
Harry made a soft sound and took another look at the drawing "so why'd ye draw me?" your face turned even redder and you buried your face in your legs "um, well you're not bad looking and that gave me the inspiration to draw sooo...I drew you"
Harry laughed softly, closed the book and handed it back to you, "ya know lass" you hummed to show you were listening, stuffing your book away in your bag, preparing to go to sleep "I dabble in art as well" you turned to look at him, seeing him shyly smiling to himself. "oh really?" you said "who taught you?" you questioned, Harry shy smile turned sad "me ma did." Silence, you and Harry awkwardly sat in the silence. Before you broke it
"was she good?" Harry grinned like a giddy child and dove under the bed, pulling out an old looking sketchbook and sat on the bed with you, describing in detail of what each drawing was and two hours later, Harry felt a weight on his shoulder, jumping slightly, he glanced at you in surprise. You softly snored and slightly cuddled into his shoulder, Harry snorted and laid you down on the bed, he put away his mother's books and went to bed.
