Summary: Uma and Harry have been together for a hot minute, someone should've given Uma a heads up.
"Enchanted Ball This Friday! Enchanted Ball! Buy Your Tickets Now! A Magical Evening Where Dreams Come True", Audrey and the other student council members were in in the hallways, handing out flyers for a big dance coming up.
Jane took the flyer reading it carefully, "So are you and Harry going to the dance together?", she asked, showing her roommate the glittery flyer.
Uma frowned at the paper, dressing up and being around a bunch of snobby royals wasn't exactly at the top of her to-do list. She shook her head, handing it back to her, "Why would we?"
Jane rolled her eyes- something Uma regretted teaching her,"Cause your a couple"
The younger girl damn near choked on her water in the middle of the hallway, "We're a what?", she forced out, trying to breath again. "Where the hell would you get that idea from", she asked once she regained the to ability to speak properly.
"Everyone's been talking about it", the taller girl explained, before suddenly stopping in her tracks,"Wait, you guys aren't a couple?"
The ebony girl shook her head, "No!", she exclaimed forcing everyone to look at them. Uma apologized quickly, pulling the other girl into a thankfully vacant bathroom.
Jane still had a look of shock on her face,"Whoa", she said before lowering her eyes at her, "I don't believe you", she said accusingly.
"Why is it so hard to believe?", Uma was damn near about to pull her hair out, "And what make you think that in the first place?!"
Jane shrugged, actually thinking it over for a second, "I mean, you guys flirt a lot..."
"Correction, he flirts and I just sit there, besides Harry flirts with everyone", Uma resorted.
"But he's always following you around..."
"Safety in numbers", she responded matter-of-factly.
"He does whatever you say and carries your books for you..."
"I'm his Captain, Nimrod"
* * * * * * *
"Jane asked me if we were going to the dance together since we were couple", Uma said, closing her book. They had been in the library doing research for their essays or at least Harry was; Uma had been out of it since her conversation with Jane earlier.
Uma didn't know why she said it, maybe it was because she was tired of the silence? Maybe because she wanted his opinion so she could prove she wasn't going insane? Harry raised an eyebrow at her before sitting up and looking at the short girl,"An' wit' did ye tell 'er?", he asked, leaning into her personal space.
See this was what Uma was talking about, Harry was always pushing her boundaries, but it didn't mean they were dating. It just meant he was an asshole. However, Uma moved in just as close, "I told her we weren't dating and called her a Nimrod", she recanted with a smirk, glancing at his lips before stopping herself. 'Damn you Jane'
Uma didn't know what she expected to happen after that, but what she didn't expect was for Harry's face to harden as he stood to his feet, "An' why would ye say that?!", he yelled surprising her.
"SHHHHH!"
All eyes were on Uma for the second time today, she muttered an apology to Mr. Laverne. Harry was still standing, practically seething for reasons Uma didn't know. "Harry", she whispered, grabbing his wrist, "Can you please sit back down?", she asked softly, trying to hide her face behind her hand. 'This is so embarrassing'
Grateful when he had finally sat down, Uma had pulled up her chair, crossing her arms, "I don't see why you are so upset."
Harry scoffed looking away, tugging at his hair, before turning back to her, "How would you feel if your boyfriend just admitted to telling someone you weren't together?!", he whispered harshly, glancing around to see if he had bothered the other patrons.
"If my boyfriend said that I would feel like- wait boyfriend?", Uma froze mid- ranted, pulling away from the brunette, "You're...you're my boyfriend?"
Harry had to bite his tongue to refrain from yelling,"Yes, ye ninny!" Uma's jaw had dropped at his words and for a second she'd forgotten how to breath again,"And you didn't think to tell me?" 'When the hell did this even happen?'
"I didn't think I needed to, it was obvious", he whispered back.
Uma scoffed, "Obvious?", she cocked her head to the side, "Please enlighten me, Harry James Hook", Uma challenged with a glare. "What should I have noticed to known you were my boyfriend in the first place!" 'Oh this had to be good'
Harry stared at her, leg shaking, "Uma, Ah flirt wit' ye all tha time."
The sea witch rolled her eyes, "Again, you flirt with everyone"
"Nae as hard as ah do wit' ye." She couldn't argue with that, she hadn't seen him climb on a table and announce anyone else's unnatural beauty to the entire student body.
Still that didn't prove anything,"Okay, what about you following me everywhere?"
The brunette shrugged, sitting back in his chair, "What con ah say, Ah'm possessive. Want everyone tu' know yer mine"
The last one was starting to sound even more obvious and she hadn't even said it. "...You don't carry my books just your Captain do you?", Uma asked looking up at him, already knowing the answer.
"Aye an' nae", Harry answered, crossing his arms over his chest,"Again Ah'm possessive, want 'em tu' ken ah got mah girl"
Uma dropped her head on the table so hard Harry thought she'd broken her nose. "I'm such a fucking idiot!", she groaned.
"SHHHHHHH!"
Harry waved at the gargoyle before going back to comfort his...girlfriend? "Oh nae ye aren't", he whispered, pulling her out of her seat and onto his lap, her head in his neck. Once again, something they'd done before that she thought was just friendly. 'How oblivious am I?'
Harry didn't know that she had started crying until he'd heard her soft sniffling, his shirt suddenly damp. "I have a whole fucking boyfriend and didn't even known", she moaned, gripping his jacket in a fist, "I'm a bigger bucket of barnacles than Gil"
"Now that's a bit of a stretch, ah think", Uma didn't respond, pulling away to wipe her eyes. This was all just so much to take in. Yes, her and Harry were already close, closer than any friends or captain and first mate should be. They had been dancing around the line of dating for years, not thinking about "love" or relationships on the Isles, but they weren't on the Isles anymore. Now they've passed that boundary...without her even knowing.
'What if I hurt him? What if I flirted with somebody or told him I had a crush on someone? What if I've been an awful girlfriend so far? I would never hurt Harry, on accident or on purpose. What if he already planned to break up with me?'
"Look Uma", Harry called. He knew his Captain like the back of his hand, and he knew how into herself she could get. He cupped her chin in his hand, looking into her dark eyes, "Ah'm sorry ah dinnea say anythin'.", he apologized, kissing her cheek. As risky as it was, he couldn't resist trying to sooth her. He had seen Ben do it to Mal multiple times before, Evie and the others as well where he hadn't yet had the pleasure to do so. Until now. "Still doesn't excuse ye bein' a total bumpy", Harry only laughed when she slapped him on the chest. He didn't have to see her face to know she was smiling, her lip between her teeth.
When Uma pulled back from his chest, Harry couldn't stop his heart from skipping a beat. Uma looked at him with glowing brown eyes, now twinkling with something that was usually Harry's: adoration.
Her fingers softly carded through his hair pulling a purr from the hooked pirate. The giggle she let out was music to his ears, he couldn't wait to make her laugh again. Blue eyes locked with brown as they both smiled still holding each other close. Uma thought she could get used to this.
"Does this mean ah can make out wit' ye now?"
Uma pulled away, eyebrow raised with a curled lip, "You just had to ruin the moment"
Harry whine as he was left hanging, "It's a good question?!", he countered defensively, searching for her lips.
"SHHHHHHH!"
Neither paid attention to the stone librarian, Uma trying to duck and dodge Harry's lips. After the third try, the girl surrendered, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He hummed, glad to take what he could get, "Tell me again why I date yo- ah!"
Uma covered her mouth, muffling her shriek as she was lifted bridal style. Harry carried her through the pool of tables, the other occupants watching with unabashed curiosity. "Harry, what are you doing?"
Harry cackled, kicking open the double doors,"We need tu' pick out our outfits f'ar tha dance", he replied, looking forward as he walked into the hallway, "wanna show off mah sweet siren"