@dragnwitch sent She's doing this on purpose. Inviting Harry to her personal dorm room late at night, under the pretense of watching horror movies and showing him the delights of the kitchens sweets. And while it was all true, she wouldn't deny the fact of dressing up in a deep purple babydoll dress with black lace trim, made of Auradon's softest silk. It showed off her slender legs while and she didn't even try to hide her satisfied smirk when she had answered the door to Harry. "C'mon in hook boy."
In the back of his mind, Harry knows there is more to it than horror movies & sweets but perhaps he is too excited by the prospect of getting the hell out of his own dorm room (why can’t he go back to staying on his ship?) to put much thought into it.
As much as he likes the comfortable beds & fluffy pillows, he’s used to sleeping on a ship, he is out of his element here.
When she opens the door, he is nearly left breathless by what he sees. She’s gorgeous, dressed in that beautiful dress that goes so well with her hair. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think she’s trying to seduce him. “Harry, love. Stop calling me hook boy.” He says before he’s moving past her and into the dorm room.