Queen (Harry Hook x Reader~Descendants~)

Chapter 5

While you were somewhat disheartened to be leaving your old friends, you were more than glad to be getting things back to normal and forgetting you were ever in Auradon. Before leaving, you got your chance to say goodbye to the VKs, something they never did for you. You were then taken back to the Isle of the Lost before dawn. 

Immediately, you made your way to the tavern. You were still dressed in your cotillion dress, accessorised by your signature jacket, crown and a pair of black boots. As you swung the door open, nobody really paid notice to you. Gaston Jr and Gaston The Third whispered to one another from behind the bar, but apart from that you were ignored. You headed straight to your usual booth, where Ginny and Anthony were sat. "You won't believe the weekend I've had." You flopped next to them. You tossed the bag of coins earned from Mal as you began to tell them everything. Of course, they were initially sceptical that you may have decided to be good, but you quickly convinced them otherwise. 

"Can I just say, that dress is horrendous." Ginny said after you finally finished the story.

"Better than what you usually wear." Anthony remarked.

"As if," Ginny laughed before finishing her drink, "you want a drink?"

"I really need one yeah." You told her. She nodded, making her way towards the bar. "So, anything happen while I was gone?" You turned to Anthony. 

"Don't know," he shrugged, "hey check it out." He pointed behind you, towards Gaston Jr fighting some patrons of the pub.

"Bet he wins." You told Anthony as a drip of blood landed on your face.

"Hm." Anthony inspected the brawl for a moment before looking at you. "I'll take that bet." You smirked, turning your body fully around to watch the fight. As you expected, Gaston Jr was easily able to take the people attacking him, ending the fight by tossing them out the doors. "Fuck!" Anthony exclaimed, realising he had lost the bet. He frustratedly slid his drink towards you as a prize for winning the bet. 

"Looky what we have here." A hand grabbed your chin, forcing you to turn around and face them. "Already got tired of running about with the bore-adons?" Harry asked smugly.

"What do you want?" You frowned.

"Someone's moody," Harry raises his eyebrows and leaned his hand against the table, "should've stayed in Auradon, princess." His eyes drifted towards the bag of money on the table. Gently, he lifted it with his hook and inspected it. "You're not very popular with many people round here."

"I don't care." You reached for your bag of money, but Harry lifted it away from you. "Give it back."

"So this is all it takes for you to ruin your reputation here?" He chuckled. "Oh your life is gonna be miserable."

"I did what you asked me to do and turn on them-"

"You ran away with them like a wee pussy." He put the bag of money in his pocket. "A little bit of a... consolation gift."

"I didn't give it to you though."

"Think about it," Harry leaned his face close to yours, "I can make sure you don't get torn apart limb by limb." He placed his hook on your cheek, causing you to shiver. "And even though it would be oh so entertaining, it would be such a waste. I'm just asking for one little present, darling."

You glared at him, knowing he was right. Having just sided with some of the most hated people on the Isle, having someone like Harry on your side would be a very good idea. You sighed and nodded your head. 

"Knew you were a smart lass." He removed his hook from your cheek. "I'd also like to thank you for chucking us the spell book."

"Thought that would've gone unnoticed." You leaned back in your seat.