Harry Hook noticed Petra Pan hopping roof from roof and gave a whistle. Gil and the mousy girl jumped out of their hiding spots knocking over several crates surrounding T in a cage.
"What is this?!" T growled.
Harry drew his sword as he jumped up on the crates.
"Hi there T miss me?" He smirked.
T narrowed his eyes as they turned yellow and he raised his hand. Harry knew thanks to Mal's Spell T's dark magic wouldn't work so long as they kept him in the crate cage. However of course Harry played along until T's eyebrows knitted in confusion. A smirk grew on Harry's lips as he jumped down into the crate cage.
"Silly T ye thought the rotten apple was the real spell that could stop ye?" Harry said swinging his sword.
"Impossible" T growled.
"Eh?" Harry chuckled lunging at the boy.
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Making History
FanfictionAuradon is stuck in a forever storm, lightening strikes the barrier of the Isle each night causing it to ripple. Harry Hook and Petra Pan finally thought they had been through it all but when kids on the Isle start to turn to stone, Harry and Petra...
