Author's Note: This story has been edited from the first version. I just wanted to restructure the layout and switch some things around. Hope you all still enjoy it.

Sickness was never really mentioned on the Isle, it happened but it was never brought up in conversation. Seen as a weakness no one dared to mention it, or God forbid look for sympathy. You got it, you got over it. Which is why when Harry walked into Ursula's Fish and Chips looking clearly under the weather, nobody gave him a second glance.

"The little one didn't have much today" he confessed slamming the money that he'd just stolen from Dizzy at Curl up & Dye on the counter in front of Uma.

"She's probably started hiding it" Uma shrugged dismissively collecting the used trays of costumers.

"I'll go get her to fork up the rest" Harry declared turning around towards the door.

"It's fine Harry, we'll get it another time" she grabbed his arm to stop him from going any further.

As he turned back around, she noticed that his face was a bit paler than usual, but then again, his eyeliner did that to his skin sometimes.

"Take these to the kitchen, would you?" she instructed handing the trays to him. Watching him walk towards the kitchen it occurred to her that his movements were slower than usual.

Uma felt like she had been lost in a time warp, she didn't know how long she'd been zoned out for but she was sure it had been awhile.

"I'd leave him be" Gil said giving her a tap her on the arm, looking over at Harry, who Uma just realised that she had been staring at.

He was sitting slumped against the wall one foot brought up onto the chair, coughing quietly into his elbow, muffled by his sleeve. She knew that this was one of the few times that Gil was right.

Harry could get quite irritable when he was sick, they all could. Being sick made you an easy target, so to compensate you had to be extra ferocious.

"I haven't seen him like this before" Uma mumbled half to herself.

"He's been sick before" Gil said, not quite catching on. Harry wasn't one to get sick often, but it had certainly happened.

"No, I know that. But like this…" Uma trailed off lost in thought.

"Eh… you could say that he's seasick" Gil laughed to himself at his bad joke.

Although it was terrible Uma found herself smiling anyway.

"Harry Hook seasick" Uma heard Gil chuckle to himself as he walked over to turn the TV on. "Huh... look who it is. Miss Pretty Princess herself" Gil said bemused stepping backward to get a better look at the screen.

"Bah! Can't believe she's been officially in line to become Queen for a week now" Uma spat, disgusted as she angrily piled dishes on top of one another.

"She did have a certain leadership quality to her" Gil mused looking at the moving images of Mal on the screen.

Uma quickly placed her hand on Harry's arm which she was sure would have flown out at Gil if she hadn't. "We've got to do something" Uma told them.

"We could break the barrier" Gil suggested.

"Yeah, that'd be great! Gee, I wish we had thought of that." Harry spoke sarcastically before growling, "do you even know anyone who could do that?"

"Carlos did it once, but it was only for a second" Gil stated unphazed by Harry's harshness.

"Yeah, but he used a computer" Uma remembered. The story was legendary on the Isle; a group of kids who nearly took down the barrier. It hadn't mattered that they failed. Uma hated it. "Even if we could break into their hide out and get one, none of us would know how to use it."

"Could your mother's necklace work?" Gil asked, after the brief silence that had followed.

"I don't think it would work this time. It needs something to be exchanged for its magic" Uma explained.

"And there wouldn't be something big enough for it to be exchanged with?" Gil asked, even though he already knew the answer would be no.

Uma shook her head.

"Didn't Mal leave her spell book behind?" Gil remembered how Uma had used the book to cast a love spell on Ben.

"Yeah, she did, but they got it back when I had to get off the ship" Uma explained, looking at the floor at her failure.

"Mal wouldn't have been smart enough to create a spell that could break the barrier" Harry dismissed before turning away from the group to cough for a moment. Missing the sideways look Uma gave him.

"Even something that her mum wrote?" Gil asked hopefully.

"Doubt it. Good magic is always more powerful than bad magic. Nothing would be strong enough" Uma mentioned. "We have to think of something else, anything."

UMA!" Ursula yelled from the kitchen, interrupting them. "THESE DISHES DON'T WASH THEMSELVES!" Uma huffed in annoyance before saying "we'll talk about it more tomorrow." With that she stalked off into the kitchen and Harry and Gil went their separate ways.

"Where's Harry?" Uma asked Gil, sitting down next to him in the cafeteria of Serpent Prep.

"Don't know, ditching?" Gil suggested.

"Wouldn't be surprised" Uma muttered to herself.

School wasn't exactly a top priority for the kids on the Isle, so much so that it was a shock when the teachers took attendance. Although Uma and Harry both hated school it was still an escape from their shitty lives, so they made an effort to attend as often as they could. She'd never say this to him, but she missed her partner in crime. She and Harry were always up to mischief together, pulling pranks on teachers and just being arses in general, to make school more interesting for each other. Today her day lacked that excitement. Sure, she still had Gil to keep her company, but she didn't have the same connection with him.

Walking out of school, Gil rambling on about something Uma wasn't paying attention to, she saw one of Harry's sisters across the street.

"CJ!" she called out. Confused, the younger girl turned around and looked towards Uma. "Where's Harry?!" She asked.

"Sick" she called back, "stayed home!" And with that she disappeared into the crowd.

"I'll catch you later" Uma told Gil before heading off to Harry's house.

Even for being the daughter of a Sea witch, Uma still felt on edge every time she went to the Hook's residence. They were all so wild and unpredictable at the best of times, not that they would pose any danger to her. There were many times when she had gone there late at night to escape from her mother after an argument, it was like she was a third sister or a fifth resident.

She knew the way from school like the back of her hand and when she got to the door she went straight through. Walking through the lounge and into the hallway, she heard Harriet rummaging about in her room getting ready to go out with her pirate gang. Continuing to walk to the end she turned into Harry's room at the last door on the right.

His room was messy as always, maps lining his desk and the walls, depicting the many adventures that he wanted to go on one day. His father's hook and his own sword leaning against the wall by the door. She found him lying in his bed amongst a tangle of sheets.

"What a ship wreck" she exclaimed walking to his desk and pulling the chair towards his bed.

Harry rolled over to face her. "Shut up" he rasped; his voice deep and almost gone.

"You missed out on Accelerated Piracy today" Uma said in an attempt to make him feel guilty for abandoning her at school, knowing that it was his favourite class as well as her own.

"I would have gone but dad made me stay home" Harry said before a cough bubbled up in his chest forcing him to release them into the back of his hand.

"Must be pretty serious if your dad made you stay home" Uma considered.

Parents on the Isle didn't really care about their kids, being villains and all, her own and Harry's were the worst offenders. Which is why it worried Uma when she found out that Captain Hook himself had made sure his son stayed home that day.

In response Harry groaned, not having the energy to explain. "How'd you know to find me here?" Harry asked looking up at Uma.

"CJ" she told him simply, to which he smirked slightly.

He had a special connection with CJ. Against what anyone would think, Harry was quite family orientated. He may not appear to have a care in the world unless it was to hook someone, but it wasn't the case. Uma remembered when CJ was getting bullied because their father is a murderer, Harry would walk her to school every morning and walk her home after, so that she got places safely.

"And where else would you be?" Uma continued giving him a small smile.

"Trust me, I'd rather be anywhere but here" he replied.

"Well that's too bad, I doubt that you'd be able to make it anywhere else" Uma said flatly.

"Bet you I could" Harry surprised Uma by rising out of his bed.

"Wha" - Uma stopped short, confused at what Harry was doing. "Where are you going?"

"Dizzy's to get the money she didn't give up yesterday" Harry explained looking at Uma, daring her to challenge him. She didn't, she knew nothing would change his mind.

"You're crazy" she sighed, following him out the door.

"Alright hand the rest over" Harry demanded as he walked into the salon alone, Uma having left for her shift at work. "I know you're hiding it."

Dizzy looked up from the back table where she was working. "You know this is going to be one of the last times that you can do this?" Dizzy said surprisingly happily.

"And why is that?" Harry asked uninterested leaning against the wall, God his head hurt.

"Because I won't be here anymore. They're taking me to Auradon" she said in a sing-song voice, smiling and swaying from side to side. "And I don't think that you'd have any luck getting money off my Grandmother" Dizzy added a serious tone to her voice.

Harry closed his eyes while his headache worsened.

"Are you sick?" Dizzy inquired, noticing the change in Harry's behaviour from the other times she'd seen him, confused at the possibility. She didn't miss that his voice was nearly gone and that he didn't look in any position to be standing up for long.

"It's none of your business what I am" Harry spoke slowly, opening his eyes again.

"It's just you look" - she started but was interrupted by Harry.

"Just cough it up" he demanded ironically before coughing himself. Doing his best to quickly suppress them into his fist.

"Okay then" Dizzy huffed rolling her eyes. "That's all of it" she said sadly watching Harry take the money.

"Thank you" he mocked a little bow before walking out of the store.

Arriving at Ursula's Fish and Chips, Harry saw Uma and Gil talking at the counter. Walking up to them Harry placed the money in front of Uma, who nodded while in a conversation with Gil.

"Well it's not like we can jack a ride, no one's going to and from Auradon and here" Gil was saying.

"Actually, there is" Harry put in, remembering what Dizzy had told him.

"What?" Uma and Gil asked in unison.

"When I was just taking the money from the little one, she told me that she's being taken to Auradon" Harry informed them.

"So, Ben must be carrying out the second phase of his plan" Uma mused mostly to herself.

"Do you know when?" Gil inquired looking at Harry.

"Didn't say" he replied shaking his head.

"We'll have to interrogate her" Uma trailed off watching the last of the costumers leave the store. "How will we get there?" She shook her head to get her regain her focus, turning back to the group.

While she and Gil started to discuss how they could get across the barrier, immediately discarding the idea of using the Lost Revenge because the ship would be too obvious, Harry broke away from the group coughing deeply into his wrist.

Uma and Gil immediately stopped their conversation looking over at Harry leaning against the bench trying his best not to cough up a lung. "Stop – with – your – sym-pa-thy" he choked out between coughs, seeing Uma's expression and Gil's eyebrows knitted together.

Uma reached forward and put her hand on the back of his shoulder blade "Harry, you should go home. You're worse than you were yesterday" she told him worriedly, making circular motions with her thumb in the hope of getting him to stop coughing.

"'m fine. We've got to sort out our plan" Harry tried to assure them once he had recovered.

"God sake Harry, you're not! You sound horrible" Uma contested. "We'll sort out the plan another time. I'm taking you home" she demanded so forcefully that no one dared to question her. With that she grabbed Harry's arm and proceeded to lead him out the door.

They walked slowly back to the Hook's residence. Uma carefully guiding Harry through the streets with her hand on his back, pretending not to notice him shivering, and making him stop every time he started to cough.

When they walked inside Uma saw CJ sitting on the couch in the lounge reading over a map. "Harry?" she asked with a scared edge to her voice, adjusting her position to get a better look at him, seeing his face extra pale and him sniffling into the back of his gloved hand. It wasn't often that she saw her older brother looking so weak and sick.

Harry was pretty out of it and didn't hear her but Uma gave her a small but worried smile as she continued to push Harry towards his room.

Upon entering the room Harry kicked off his shoes before Uma pushed him into his bed, throwing the covers over him. Harry groaned as they covered his entire body.

"Come on, come out of there. You'll suffocate" Uma laughed at little. As Harry resurfaced and turned so that he was facing her Uma looked him in the eyes and said, "I want you to see a healer tomorrow."

He smirked, laughing a little before replying "and since when have they ever actually been accurate? It's a waste of time."

"All right, you win." Uma nodded, understanding his point. It would probably be unaffordable anyway. "Get some rest Harry. I need you back on your feet if we're going to invade Auradon" she told him before walking out the door.