«Descendants». Imagines & One Shots

Imagine you were Maleficent's daughter and Mal's little sister and Harry Hook's girlfriend. *** You were only two years younger than your sister. She didn't know that you and Harry were dating. When Mal found out (thanks Uma!) she decided she just had to talk to you. *** "Y/N, he's not right for you!" Mal stated categorically. "You don't need to tell me," you snickered, remembering the moment you found out Mal was engaged to the Crown Prince of Auradon. "He's a pirate." "I know he's a pirate, Mal!" You exclaimed. "He used to date me too," your older sister continued to make her argument. "I know, because you were the one who introduced us," you nodded, remembering Mal taking you for a walk once. Harry then asked her where she'd gotten such an adorable little girl. You grinned quietly at the memory. "He flirts with every girl he meets!" Mal raised her voice. You shook your head stubbornly and vehemently. "It's a mask, and you know it yourself," you squinted, looking at your sister. She seemed to have run out of arguments, so she just stood there staring at you, probably wondering what else to say that you didn't know. Still unable to think of anything good to say, Mal put her arms around you, burying her nose in your hair. "I'm worried about you, honey," she whispered. "It'll be okay," you answered just as quietly, "I can stand up for myself," Mal snorted softly, not letting go of her embrace. "Sure," she smiled. "Promise me you'll tell me right away if anything goes wrong," the girl said seriously. "I promise." "I love you." "I love you too," you smiled, hugging your sister tighter. *** Harry came up to you almost as soon as you left the house. He squinted his eyes, trying to understand and count your emotions after you spoke. You, without saying a word, just snuggled up to him, sighing heavily. He gently stroked your hair and then pulled away slightly. "What did she say?" The pirate asked, meaning Mal. "That you flirt with everyone and she dated you too," you didn't go into too much detail, figuring a few words would suffice. Harry smiled. "Well, she's right about that." You tapped him playfully on the shoulder and then smiled, too. "Just don't kiss under the windows!" Mal shouted from the second floor. You closed your eyes and exhaled sharply, mentally cursing at your sister, and Harry laughed. Of course you didn't listen to her.