Precious 🔐|| Harry Hook

🔮11🔮 Back To School

On our way out of the castle, we exited through the kitchen and I noticed Harry falling behind and digging through stuff but I didn't pay him much attention as I listened to Gill tell us another story of how his dad had to fight a witch himself already once, on the Isle a long time ago. I was the only one paying attention but I held his arm and smiled and laughed at appropriate times and asked questions to keep him going to avoid the awkward silence. The group then split up without a word as the females headed off to the dorms and the males went out into the forest to look for Ben.

As we reached the school, Mal instructed Uma and I to search her room for clues while Evie and herself check the campus to see if Audrey was somewhere lurking around. Mal and Evie left us and Uma turned towards me looking expectantly.

"What?" I asked my former captain.

"Well I don't know where the rooms are or which is her's maybe you forgot I wasn't on your honeymoon with Harry," she crossed her arms smirking.

"No I didn't forget I'm pretty sure I would've missed you singing a song about your name every single day," I walked off then dropped my voice, "it's like she has brain damage or something."

"I heard that," she sang as her steps sped up to catch up with me.

"You was supposed to, I was recommending you to see a doctor because no one can be that narcissistic," I paused to smile at her before climbing the steps two at a time.

"Or you can just admit you're jealous I have Harry's full loyalty again without even asking," her heels clacking loudly behind me, " you have to remember we have history and the bond between us is something special."

"I'm not jealous I'm honestly tired of going through this repeated shit with him so if this is what he prefers so be it," I shrugged and made a turn to the girls' dormitories.

"So you won't be mad if Harry and I went back to the way we used to," I can hear the smirk in her voice, " it's not that I like him like that but a girl has needs and pissing you off is just too much fun."

"You can sleep with him if you want, like I said I don't care anymore," I said hotly scanning the numbers on the door even though this whole hallway is engrained in my brain.

"Hmm did you ever sleep with him?" she teased.

I ignored her coming to a stop at Audrey's room. I fished around in my leather coat and pulled out a Bobby pin then started picking the lock.

"The main reason I sleep with him so much is because the man is a god in bed like really his skills is amazing every time it's something new and sexier," she laughed, "but I guess you never experienced that side of him."

"Oh poor little girly her boyfriend didn't find her attractive enough to sleep with her,"

"Can you shut up for one second I'm actually trying to do my job here," I snapped wiggling the pick roughly until I heard a click as the lock moved and the pin snapped in my hands.

Uma laughed pushing past me as she began searching through her table. Still seething I entered the pink room closing the door behind me. I had to endure another 20 minutes of Uma's jabs of how Harry chose her over me and their sex was better and Harry was such a kinky bastard in bed before she shut up as she found Audrey's journal under her mattress and her attention shifted to that. I took a seat at Audrey's vanity and examined my face. I never thought of myself as ugly but I never thought of myself as beautiful either. I was just average pretty with a slightly chubby face, mostly frizzy curls and plain dark brown eyes. My skin was many shades darker from the women I'm surrounded by (excluding Uma because she was barely even human) So I wasn't conventional pretty. Was this the reason why Harry never really tried initiating having sex with me? Was I not pretty or interesting enough?