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The service was even more magical and beautiful than I could have ever imagined. Jane and Fairy Godmother really did go all out. The ceremony brought tears to my eyes.

"Can't believe my scrappy lil' Carlos has gotten married!" I gush dancing with the groom.

"We've been through a lot and overcome it all, so it seemed the right next thing to do." Carlos smiles, nodding to Jane dancing with Jay.

"As long as you're happy, man." I smile softly.

Carlos spins me and as I spin, I catch a glimpse of a certain pirate, staring, stood swaying with a bottle of beer in his left hand.

"I'm happy, yes, Y/n." Carlos lifts me, "I know you aren't, though."

My face drops momentarily before I plaster my regal queen face back on. A strained smile is tiring fast.

"I don't know what you mean." I cough, clearing my throat.

Carlos raises his eyebrows and sighs heavily.

"How long are you in Auradon for?" Carlos asks changing his tack.

"Till the Easter holidays are over. So, now, like ten more days." I squint working it out.

"Can I have some more tea please?!" Mara squeals.

Once again, I left Angelo in charge of Wonderland and took Mara with me. I've promised her an Auradon tea party sometime before we go back to Wonderland. For now, she is enjoying the festivities. I had to get Carlos to pre-warn everyone to stock up on tea though!

But for now, the music slows to a stop. Each couple bows to their partner as the audience claps. Just before I can busy myself with the mini pork sausages I spotted during dancing, a familiar clicking of heavy boots heads my way. He clears his throat and lightly taps me on my exposed shoulder.

"Yes?"

"Hey lo-Y/n."

Taking in his feedback from the rehearsal where he claimed I could not look him in the eye, I turn to face Harry.

"Hello, Master Hook." I nod in greeting to him.

Harry blinks, looking momentarily hurt but he quickly recovers to a soft but slightly sad smile. He scratches the back of his neck.

"You look unimaginable."

"You look like you've only just managed to scrape up appropriate attire for the wedding." I say brutally to the already-swaying pirate.

Harry points his hand at my face, beer in hand, seething.

"I see you still have a tongue as sharp as a sword's edge." Harry spits bitterly.

"Hey guys!" Doug says enthusiastically.

"Doug, honey, I think we just interrupted something." Evie smiles.

"Not really."

"Ye did actually."

I stare at Harry exasperated and he stares back just as infuriated.

"Harry and Y/n play nice. Don't ruin Carlos and Jane's big day." Evie says maturely.

"Of course." I nod, feeling a tad guilty.

"Certainly." Harry nods.

"I'm glad that's cleared up." Doug turns to Evie, "My beautiful and genius girlfriend, please may you do me the pleasure of having this dance with me?" Doug asks sweetly.

Evie blushes, "Why most definitely."

They both giggle and half-run off holding hands. Evie and Doug, Mal and Ben, Carlos and Jane plus other couples dance harmoniously.

"Y/n, may you do me the honour-" Harry begins.

"-No." I state blankly.

But fate has other plans.

"You may carry on dancing everyone but we have a very special visitor in Auradon today the maid of honour herself: Queen Y/n of Wonderland." Lumiere announces.

"Oh no..." I groan filled with dread but with a smile plastered on my face, waving regally.

"The bride and groom would like to invite you to the dance floor with a partner." Lumiere smirks.

I bet Ben, that hopeless romantic, put him up to this. Even so, I take a look at options. Gil is dancing already with Celia and Dizzy. When Jay sees me looking, he immediately grabs Lonnie and twirls her onto the dance floor, smirking. Deeply sighing, I grab Harry's hand and tug it gently. He offers me a look of surprised confusion but smiles the softest and most teariest smile when my eyes dart towards the dance floor. Startlingly fast, his beer bottle is on the table beside him and I'm on the dance floor dancing with Harry. Seemingly, I feel safe still even with my Anxiety. For that reason and that reason only, I pull Harry in closer. Our bodies touch.

"Only for old time's sake." I mutter reluctantly.

"Ah Master Harry Hook! What an excellent dance partner indeed." Lumiere declares grandly.

I huff in defeat as Harry chuckles. His smile is so mesmerising. It's still got a hold on me.

"You're blushing lass." Harry murmurs in my ear.

That seriously sent shivers and so much more down my body.

"I'm not." I blatantly lie, shoving my face into the nape of Harry's neck.

Bad move! Big mistake!

I'm totally drawn into Harry's scent. He still smells of seawater. There's a hint of something unrecognisable.

"As much as you were a villain, you certainly could never lie." Harry chuckles.

I feel every movement and feel the vibration of his Scottish chuckle. Oh my goodness. I decide to ignore his comment - because it's true - and I smell him more, trying to figure out the new scent. It's familiar to me but unfamiliar with it being on Harry. That's when I figure it out.

"Are you wearing my perfume?"

"Are you just sniffing me right now?"

"Seriously, Harry."

"You, er, left some in your room on the ship. When you left, I missed you and I found your perfume. I hope you don't mind. It's almost gone now. I'm so sorry..."

Just like that, the magical trance of a dance is broken. Ended.

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It's so late it's almost sunrise. I sit on the edge of the plank, my dress spread like a peacock, my legs dangling over. Carlos and Jane are still away on their honeymoon and in a few mere hours, I leave Auradon again. Why does it feel so much harder this time? I suppose it's because over the last ten days, I've reconnected with Mal and Evie. Harry has kept his distance as per my request and so has Uma.

"I thought I might find you here lass." A Scottish twang says.

"I was feeling nostalgic." I say truthfully.

"Do you want to come on deck and have a chat?" Harry asks nervously.

I twist halfway round but then I stop.

"Yes but-"

"-but?"

"But I'm stuck. I can't get up on the plank in these shoes and this damn dress!"

Harry looks at me in quizzical confusion but then his head works itself around it. I hold my arms out helplessly, pouting. Harry bursts out laughing. A raucous laugh. One that I haven't heard since before our break-up. I join in, though. Unless I'm just feeling sentimental, Harry's face lights up when I erupt into a belly laugh. We both then quieten to a giggle.

"Come 'ere then love."

Graceful and in a gentlemanly manner, Harry manages to get me up and off the pirate ship plank. Now steadily on deck, he's still got those rough hands on my hips.

"Th-thank you."

His eyes bore into mine. The salty air makes me lick my lips. That makes Harry's eyes drift down to my scarlet-painted lips.

"I want you, love." Harry pants.

"I-I, I... H-Harry I-"

"Stop stuttering."

"I need you Harry Hook."