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Harry sniffled, but he didn't cry. It was only ever worse if he cried. Dad never liked him crying. He said it was 'unbefitting of a child of a pirate of such stature as myself'. It was usually followed by nine tails, unless something happened and he was called away to go do... something. Normally it was something to do with Peter Pan. That was what had happened this time, again.
Harry sniffled again. He didn't get why Peter Pan was so important that Dad forgot about him. It had been ages. He was hungry. He wiped his face with a sleeve—not because he was crying. He had a runny nose. He didn't cry. He didn't.
He heard a scuffling sound on deck. He stood, not wanting to make Dad angrier than he was. He was always angry after Peter Pan. The door opened, and Harry tensed.
Instead of Dad, though, it was a boy? Who looked confused at Harry. Harry felt the same way. Who was this boy?
"Who are you?" The boy straightened, chest puffing out, cocky smirk dancing across his face.
"Peter Pan!" Harry gasped. "Who are you?"
"I'm Harry. Why doesn't Dad like you?"
"Who's your Dad?"
"He's the Captain."
"Hook?"
"Ye-s. He doesn't like you." Peter Pan crossed his arms.
"I don't like him." He pouted. "He always gets away on my adventures." Harry perked up.
"You have adventures? I've never been on an adventure!"
"What?" Peter Pan looked horrified. "Never?" He straightened aggain. "You can come with me! I'll take you on an adventure!"
"Really? I can go on an adventure?"
"Of course! You just need to fly. Tink!" A white light flew out of a drawer. Peter grabbed it and shook the fairy—her over Harry. "Faith, trust, and pixie dust!" Harry gasped as he began to float.
"I can fly! I can fly!"
"You can fly!" Peter ran out the door "Come on! Let's go on an adventure!" Harry followed him out, and to adventure.