I am Queen Y/n of Auradon, twin sister of King Ben of Auradon. At the minute we're not in Auradon, we're on the Isle of the Lost trying to convince Mal to come home. It hasn't worked so Evie, Carlos, Jay are discussing what to do as I stand listening.

"Hey where'd Ben go?" I question looking for my naive twin brother.

I may be his twin sister but I have a naughty streak in me and was a rebellious youth. I still am now but I've had to cool it since when I was crowned queen with my brother last year. We all look around for innocent Ben but we can't see him around.

"Ben! Don't scare us like that." Evie sighs in relief.

I look to where she's speaking to and a dark figure emerges but it's not Ben.

"Don't scare you? But that's my speciality." The mysterious and hot stranger coos.

I just cross my arms and scoff causing all attention on me.

"You need to find a new hobby eyeliner." I laugh.

Carlos and Jay tries not to laugh as Evie tries not to look worried. The mysterious hot pirate just laughs.

"I like this one." The lad starts circling me, looking up and down, "This is the Queen of Auradon then, the little troublemaker I believe?" The lad asks softly.

"Yeah that's me. Who wants to know?" I question bored but with a smirk across my face.

"My apologies your majesty," He bows, "Harry Hook." Harry says then kisses my hand.

"Enough with the theatrics Harry. Where is Ben?" Jay asks annoyed.

Harry saunters over to a stern-looking Jay.

"Awww Jay, you've lost your touch." Harry teases looking at Jay.

Jay goes to lunge at Harry who just cackles in response as Evie held Jay back. Carlos just tuts at Harry the pirate's antics.

"Harry where is Ben?" Carlos asks.

"Oh, we nicked him, uhmm." Harry glances at me but returns looking at Carlos, "Mal needs to come to the chip shop, alone. Uma wants... a visit."

"Tell Uma she'll get a visit from my foot." I say looking at my nails, "Because I'm gonna come kick her ass." I reply smartly, smirking at the half shocked, half turned on pirate.

Harry checks me out again, dressed all in blue and gold Isle garb. He then sighs almost frustrated.

"I really like this one."

"Harry fuck off." Jay spits.

"Alone." He nods to Evie.

Harry then turns with a dramatic flair and whistles as he walks away in the darkness.

"What a creep." Evie sighs.

"An attractive creep." I mumble.

Carlos then playfully claps me around the head.

"No, Y/n." Carlos says with his finger out.

"Ben is with Mal, she's a villain." I huff.

"True. Plus, if there is one thing the Isle has on Auradon is males and females are equal as long as they're both strong." Jay comments wisely.

"We got to tell Mal." Evie says realising.

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Mal lost the arm wrestle against Uma and now a fight is in order. I love to sword fight and fence a lot like my one of best friends Lonnie who's probably going to find out and who's probably going to blackmail Jay and Carlos to bring her. The two boys had nipped back to Auradon to use their 3D printer for a fake wand.

Its currently two am and I cannot sleep. I'm restless and worried. These people are murderers and psychopaths. What have they done to my brother? Mal and Evie has tried to assure me they won't unless the trade goes sour. That brings me some comfort but not now, its waned off. I quietly tiptoe out of Carlos' bed at the VKs old hangout. At their hangout is four beds and Evie is in her's with Mal in her's. I just happened to pick Carlos' because I was tired at the time and it was the nearest bed to where I was stood. I creep out of the hangout window and climb up to the roof. In the far distance is my home, where I grew up in luxury with love surrounding me. Below me is the Isle of the Lost, where pain and suffering is strife. Poverty manifests through the dark streets with the children running around clothed barely with rags. I feel a shudder thinking how this is where Mal, Evie, Carlos and Jay spent their youth, their childhood. All of a sudden I'm not cold anymore and there's a leather red coat on my shoulders.

"Hey!" I exclaim.

"Hm?" A male's voice says, "What are ye doing out here all alone queenie?" Harry asks in his Scottish accent.

"Why have you given me your coat? Its freezing out here and you'll get cold." I quietly say.

"I asked ye first queenie." Harry says sitting beside me.

"Can't sleep. I'm just thinking. I'm worried about my brother." I mumble.

"Eh he's a big boy he's fine. He knows to behave or I'll hook him." Harry smirks.

I have just realise how close me and Harry are sitting together. I could whisper and he could still hear me.

"That's not gonna help me sleep is it?" I hiss sarcastically.

Fucking dumbass. Why am I even talking to him? Maybe its because I feel calm around him, less angry. Maybe it's a wicked game, who knows.

"I'm sorry queenie." Harry says genuinely.

I look at him and he's looking at me some kind of way in the cool night with the stars above us. I can't shake it and I pray that the cocky pirate cannot see my blush.

"Stop looking at me like that." I say quietly.

Harry leans in closer to me and I realise I am too. Stupid hormones. I stop moving towards him but Harry continues. Harry's face is dangerously close to mine with his piercing ocean eyes looking straight at my soul.

"Like what?" Harry teases.

Harry's hand then goes in my hair and holds my head. I then place my hands on his shoulders, both of us mutually pulling the other closer.

"Like that." I say, our lips brushing together.

That's when Harry stops being a dick and finally closes the gap. I'm met with some eager chapped lips that taste of the ocean and sea salt. The kiss feels incredible and that's the only thing I can focus on as the world around us disappears. Harry's hand plays with my hair as he kisses me deeply and I accidentally involuntarily moan. I love people playing with my hair and Harry's kissing me in some kind of way. This accidental involuntary moan causes the pirate to have a fat smirk. So I decide to knock his pirate hat off and lightly tug on his brown hair which causes Harry to groan deeply.

"Wanna play that game huh queenie?" Harry asks me in between kissing my neck hungrily.

I can't speak so I just nod helplessly from this sexy pirate who I shouldn't be speaking to nevermind kissing this hard late at night.

"Harry..." I murmur gripping his hair.