A thousand seas (Harry Hook x Reader)

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Maleficent POV

Everything was going according to my plan. Those dim witted fairies never learn from past, although it will be harder to trick the girl, I'll still succeed as always. I'll get her when she's alone, where not a soul can hear her scream. Truly wicked ideas I have, just threaten her little lover boy, and I'll have her in the palm of my hand. Sixteen is such a wonderful age for tragedy. I cursed the crown many years ago, it has the same curse I used all those years ago. She'll slowly get more and more tired, till she falls into a sleep like death. But she will awaken, when I need her to. She'll grow where the wild things are, and learn that love is useless. She'll have to be an absolute disgrace. Besides, I think evil would look wonderful on the little princess.
My daughter and I had locked eyes, but that was alright there was nothing she could do to stop me, not a thing in the world. I followed (Y/N) throughout the castle, keeping a very close eye on my prize. I could already see sleep weighing down on her delicate lashes, her eyes tired but still a spark of mischief. Luckily for me, her and her little lover boy were in the same room together, all alone. This was my time, she was already tired, it would be easy to knock it put the rest of the way. And so that's what I did.

Harry POV

(Y/N) and I were standing in one of the towers, she had said she didn't feel well, and I assumed that the quietness of the tower would help calm her, but her symptoms only got worse. (Y/N)'s knees buckled underneath her, her weight dropping onto my chest I quickly picked her up, resting her weight against my stomach. But the door was locked. I banged on it, and shouted for someone to open it, but when green smoke filled the room, I realized why we couldn't leave.

"Oh, look at the little love birds, young love really is something isn't it? Too bad I have to cut it short."

She raised her staff at me, and I drew my sword, landing a hit on her side that cut deeply into the flesh. She let out a screech worse than a banshee, so I struck again, and again and again. Luckily, everyone had heard the noise and came to help, shocked at what they saw. Good always triumphs evil, right? I may not have always been the goodest person out there, but I loved (Y/N), I'd fight demons out of hell for her. (Y/N)'s crown and necklace had fallen off at some point, resting on the ground much to Maleficent's dismay. Ben was at my side, fighting her as well. Male had used her magic to stop Maleficent from using hers, rendering her defense less.

"You'll pay, you all will pay! She'll sleep forever, as if death had taken her." Ben missed, and shattered the window behind her, and I took that opportunity to kick her out of it. Her body landing on the jagged stones bellow, her cries of agony cut short. But (Y/N) did not awaken, her breathing was steady, but no words she spoke. I realized now our mistake. We brought her to a place Maleficent knew well, near (Y/N)'s sixteenth birthday, we'd left her alone, and a sleeping curse she did break, but I knew what this was. "A sleep like death." With out other magic, she might not awaken, would true love be able to fix this, or is she forever asleep within my arms.

I lowered her to the ground, resting her head on my lap, Ben sitting beside me, his hand cupping the side of her face.
"Harry, kiss her." It came from Mal, an order, not a suggestion. Leaning down to reach her face, I pressed my lips to hers, and green smoke shot everyone back. It formed a rough wind, swirling around the room at a fast pace, and Maleficent's cackle could be heard through the wind.

(Y/N) POV

I was fighting, hard. Against myself, against Maleficent, against the beast inside me. Hatred soaked my bones, a feeling of disgust to all the good things I've seen boiled in my stomach, my head tell to succomb, to obey Maleficent's wishes. But my heart knew better, it said to follow Harry, to hold him when I awaken. I felt his lips meet mine, and the magic inside reeled in anger, bursting out of me, my own magic fought it, as a very familiar song filled my head.

   'I know you, I've danced with you once upon a dream. That look in your eyes is such familiar a gleam..'

I pictured myself with Harry, spending years together, the little things we've done together. I thought about his eyes, the familiar icy blue orbs filled my vision as my eyes opened

' and I know it's true that visions are seldom all the seem, but if I know you I know what you'll do...'

I saw the magic swirling around around us, a mixture of gold and green, I kissed Harry back, the magic dispersing, and a golden light swirled around me and Harry

'you'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream..."

Harry was smiling at me, his fingers brushing through my hair. I could feel something changing, there was a sharp pain in my back, as if something was growing out of it. Something wrapped around Harry and I; it was large and white, seemingly covered in feathers. The light faded, and I could see the shock and confusion on everyone's faces.

Mal POV

(Y/N) had wings, she'd gone through the Phoenix stage. It was shocking, yet beautiful. They were the wings similar to a angel, only with a small claw at a joint on top of the wings. Her hair was now much longer, he skin glowing, and gold flecks in her emerald eyes.
"(Y/N)....I...um ho-" Ben stuttered out nonsense not marking a sentence.

I reached out and stroked the wing, immediately recognizing from one of the spell books I read. "It's the Phoenix method. It was supposed to be 'a sleep like death', that couldn't be changed because there was no other magic to allow true loves kiss. But because of the bond that (Y/N) and Harry have, it broke through anyway, causing a sort of rebirth." She stretched her wing out, wrapping it around me to pull me down beside her. "With the gold and green smoke, that was the magic, good and evil fighting over her, choosing her fate. Which means the ring channels the energy to male her 'more beast than man', like all the books said." The others looked shocked, trying to grasp what she said. "I guess we'll have to start flying lessons." There was a shout from outside, it was Shellia, they'd captured my mother from the rocks.

Most of our friends hurried out to go take care of the situation, which left Harry, (Y/N), Ben, Evie, and I. I stood up, then reached my hand down the help her up.

But she shook her head and said," I can't Mal."

I look at her curiously, "why not (Y/N), are you dizzy?"

and in a small voice, she said, "the dress ripped when the wings appeared." That when I noticed she was clutching the top of the dress to her chest.

"If Ben and Harry will step out of the room, I can fix it." Evie suggested, and we all agreed.