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Chapter Five - Banishment

 

Peter frowned as he watched Tinker Bell dance with Winter Chime. He had a bad feeling every since he saw that white-haired fairy after that night at the Indian camp.

 

Princess Tiger Lily looked at Harry, a weird glint in her eye. She smiled tightly and leaned close to Harry. “You know, Peter would never say this, but he had to do it too.”

 

Harry's eyes widened. “Really? Why wouldn't he tell me?”

 

“Are you willing to tell him about this?” Tiger Lily asked with a raised eyebrow.

 

“No,” Harry admitted, flushing brightly.

 

“Good. So, just stay still, and let me finish. And don't worry; I won't tell Peter anything.”

 

She grinned as he stood still and hurried to put on the last bit of make-up on his face. Taking a step back, she looked at him in silent contemplation. As soon as Peter and Harry had returned to the campsite, she grabbed him and took him away before anybody could notice. Not to worry Peter, she had mouthed to him that she'd speak with Harry and before Peter could object or anything, another girl had taken him away to dance. Harry had been left in the clutches of Tiger Lily and was now dressed in Indian garb.

 

Harry had on animal skins for pants and moccasins on his feet. On his chest were red dashes that matched the dashes on his cheeks. He still wore the head garb given to him by the Chief. Harry's face was flushed as his chest was exposed completely and Tiger Lily shook her head slightly. Seeing Harry do this just for Peter made her smile softly.

 

“You look so cute!” she exclaimed happily, causing a deeper flush to erupt on Harry's face. “Let's go show Peter!”

 

“What? I thought you said you weren't going to show him this!” Harry cried out.

 

“No, I said I wouldn't tell Peter anything. I never said anything about not showing him,” Tiger Lily corrected, smirking wickedly. “Besides, Peter will love the way you look.”

 

Harry opened his mouth to protest but he was already dragged outside and was getting closer and closer to Peter. He struggled some more, but by the time he had successfully pulled away from the Indian Princess, Peter already saw him and was staring at him with wide eyes. Harry froze, his face heating up.

 

“Harry…you look…wow,” Peter mumbled, feeling a little flushed.

 

“Thanks,” Harry responded, forgetting about Tiger Lily and his earlier objection to being seen.

 

 

Peter grinned slightly and grabbed Harry's hand, leading him away from the camp for a minute. Tiger Lily and the other Indians were forgotten as he took them to the place where they had occupied before. Peter and Harry bowed to each other before Harry wrapped his arms around Peter's neck and Peter wrapped his arms around Harry's waist. They danced slowly, sweetly. Fairies around them flew in the air, making beautiful intertwining patterns on the night sky. Harry looked around in awe, his eyes unable to hide the joy he felt at being able to see such beauty. Peter smiled gently and looked around as well. His smile quickly dropped from his face when he saw Tinker Bell dancing with an unknown fairy. A feeling of suspicion and dread hit him in the gut. Who was that fairy? He narrowed his eyes. Well, he was definitely going to find out.

 

Peter's frown deepened as he saw Tinker Bell laugh at something Winter Chime whispered in her ear. Now, Peter was getting more than a little annoyed. He hadn't even met the fairy until earlier this evening and that was only because Tinker Bell brought him to the hideout. She brought him to the hideout! Peter's eyes narrowed and he felt himself getting angrier. Getting up, he walked to the entrance of the hideout and paused.

 

“I'm going to the Mermaids quickly,” he said. “I'll be back.”

 

He quickly flew to Mermaid Lagoon and called for his friends.

 

“Peter!” Christy cried out, throwing her arms around him. “We were just about to play tag; would you like to join us?”

 

“No, not this time. I was actually wondering if you knew anything about a fairy called Winter Chime.” Peter asked seriously.

 

Maribel raised an eyebrow. “What does he look like?”

 

“He's got white hair, is a little taller than Tinker Bell, and has fair skin.”

 

“I think I've heard of him,” Abby muttered. “You know how I've got some fairy friends that come and tell me all the latest news?”

 

Peter nodded. “Yeah. What have you heard?”

 

“Well, I've heard that there's a fairy that works with Hook and he matches this `Winter Chime's' description. They don't know why he works with Hook but they do know that Hook can speak fairy language.”

 

“Thanks, Abby. I have to go now,” Peter said tightly. The Mermaids looked at each other worriedly before waving their goodbyes. Peter flew back to the hideout quickly and went inside. Tinker Bell was talking to Harry with a serious face. Harry looked completely confused but still listened to whatever she was saying. Winter Chime was looking around the hideout and Peter's anger returned.

 

â—¦Tink, can I speak to you?â—¦ he asked, reigning in his anger. Tinker Bell nodded her head.

 

â—¦Think about it, Harry,â—¦ she said before getting up to fly over to Peter. â—¦What is it?â—¦

 

â—¦I don't trust Winter Chime,â—¦ Peter said bluntly, looking at the fairy in question suspiciously.

 

â—¦What? Why not?â—¦ Tinker Bell asked indignantly.

 

â—¦The Mermaids said there's a white-haired fairy working for Hook. What if that fairy is Winter Chime?â—¦

 

â—¦Peter, don't be silly. Winter Chime wouldn't work for Hook. I think I'd know him by now,â—¦ Tinker Bell said slowly.

 

â—¦What if he is, Tinker Bell? What'll you do then? No, I can't let you take that chance. Get him out of here and don't see him again,â—¦ Peter demanded. Tinker Bell looked at him in shock.

 

â—¦Last time I checked, Peter, I was older than you. And you may be the leader of this group, but if it hadn't been for me, you wouldn't even be here in Neverland. So don't you dare tell me what to do!â—¦ she practically yelled. The hideout went completely silent.

 

â—¦When we came here,â—¦ Peter said softly, â—¦you agreed to do what I said. What you're doing now is committing high treason.â—¦

 

Tinker Bell didn't say anything but she looked at him defiantly.

 

â—¦Fine. Tinker Bell, I hereby banish you forever!â—¦

 

Gasps of shock and incredulous stares met Peter. Tinker Bell looked at him and whispered tearfully, â—¦Have it your way then.â—¦

 

She grabbed Winter Chime's hand and together they flew out of the hideout.

 

“Peter, surely you don't want her banished forever!” Harry protested, looking at Peter in disbelief.

 

“I did what I had to do,” Peter replied. “Winter Chime might be working for Captain Hook!”

 

“And he might not! Besides, Tinker Bell likes him!”

 

“I don't care! As a leader, I have to do what's best for the group!”

 

“Since when have you started thinking like a grown-up?” Harry asked incredulously. Peter looked at him in shock.

 

“Take that back,” he whispered harshly.

 

“No, Peter,” Harry said softly. “I'm not going to take it back. You came here to not grow up, but I think you grew up a long time ago.”

 

“TAKE IT BACK!” Peter screamed. Harry flinched and took a few steps back but shook his head.

 

“Are you going to banish me, too?” he mumbled, looking in Peter's eyes.

 

Tension filled the air and Peter felt like he was drowning in it. It hurt to see Harry looking at him like that. He didn't like it one bit. “No.”

 

Harry gave him a sad smile. “It doesn't matter anymore. I think there's something I have to do.”

 

“What do you mean?” Peter asked.

 

“I mean, I feel like there's something that I have to do. In my world. I keep on having dreams about it.”

 

“So, what are you saying?”

 

“I'm saying, after everything with Tinker Bell is fixed, you should take me back to the Dursleys.”

 

“WHAT?! I just told you that I wouldn't banish you and you still want to leave?!”

 

“Peter, it's got nothing to do with me wanting to leave. I have to leave. I don't know what I have to do, but I feel like it's something big. Something important,” Harry explained softly. Peter stared at him with hurt in his eyes.

 

“If you wish it,” he said softly, brokenly.

 

Harry looked at him sadly and hugged him. He wasn't hugged back and that hurt him. Turning around, he began to walk outside the hideout. “I'll go look for Tinker Bell and bring her back.” Peter didn't answer him and he hurried out of the hideout. Harry felt his eyes water and was going to walk away when a hand covered his mouth. Harry's eyes widened and he struggled to get out of the grip when a shiny hook was presented at his throat, effectively stilling all movement.

 

“So, this is the boy that made Pan feel again,” a dark voice mused. Harry knew it was Captain Hook and closed his eyes, wishing Peter would come save him.

 

`But he won't,' his subconscious taunted. `You're leaving him and he wants nothing to do with you.'

 

Captain Hook turned Harry around and stared at him. His cold blue eyes scanned Harry's face, and he used his hook to pull back the fringe of Harry's hair. His eyes widened slightly at the odd lightning bolt scar at the boy's forehead. How did he get it? He ran the pad of his thumb over the scar and paused at the slightly buzzing feeling radiating from the scar. It was obviously done with dark magic and his eyes narrowed until they were almost slits. The boy looked at him with slight fear. Interesting.

 

“Well, you'll be coming with me,” Hook mused, flashing Harry a smile that shook him. “Come, boy, we'll be going to my ship. But first…” Hook grabbed a piece of paper and a quill and ink. Harry looked at him funnily. “You are going to write a little note to Pan. Tell him you got him a goodbye present and want him to cherish it forever. Do it, or else dear little Tinker Bell will die.”

 

Harry snapped his head over to where Hook had pointed. Tinker Bell was being held by Winter Chime. The white-haired fairy had a small dagger to her neck and she looked betrayed. Harry could understand why. He did, after all get her banished. Harry glared at the fairy and grabbed the quill from Hook. He quickly scribbled a note, not even wanting to know why the pirate captain wrote with quill and ink instead of a pen.

 

“Smee, take the boy while I do this,” Hook ordered. Smee babbled out a `yes' and quickly grabbed Harry, holding him tightly so he wouldn't even bother to think about running away. Hook took the note Harry wrote and attached it to the gift, which was a necklace. Harry wasn't sure what the necklace would do, but Tinker Bell obviously did. She looked distressed and Winter Chime made sure the dagger was pressed against her flesh.

 

Hook placed the gift near the entrance of the hideout; it would be easy to see whenever Peter left. He smirked coldly and turned around. “Let us go to the ship. We've many things to plan.”

 

He grabbed Harry away from Peter and proceeded to walk towards the ship, his hook against Harry's delicate throat. Despair filled Harry's being and he wished Peter disliked him enough now to not want to receive any gift. Harry wasn't sure how long they were walking, but too soon for his liking a giant ship came into view. He was shoved on board and towards the captain's quarters. Tinker Bell was abruptly grabbed from Winter Chime and thrown into a lantern-like glass container in an empty room. She pounded on it furiously and yelled obscenities at Winter Chime that made Harry blush.

 

“Sit, boy,” Hook demanded and Harry hurried to obey, not wanting to see the pirate captain angry in any way. “Tell me, where did you get that scar from?”

 

Harry looked confused. He wanted to know about his scar? “I got it when my parents died in a car crash,” he responded quietly.

 

“Don't lie to me, boy,” Hook snarled, glaring furiously at him. “I can sense dark magic coming from that scar! Magic that belonged to my Lord! Now tell me, where did you get it?”

 

“I-I'm telling you the truth!”

 

Hook narrowed his eyes at Harry and grabbed at his chin. He forced Harry to look into his eyes and immediately delved into his mind. Images of his life at the Dursleys flashed in front of Hook. He growled in frustration and delved into the mind before him deeper, searching for an answer to his question. And then, he found it.

 

Harry whimpered while James and Lily paled.

 

“Lily, its Voldemort. Take Harry and run. Go!” he commanded.

 

“But, I can fight with you,” Lily protested although she was half way up the stairs.

 

“No. I'll do this alone. Go!” James ducked a curse and shot a couple of his own. Lily ran to the nursery and locked herself in there with Harry. The youngest Potter whimpered. The nursery door blew off its hinges, and the man in black was standing in its place. Lily got in front of Harry.

 

“I won't let you hurt him.”

 

Voldemort laughed coldly. “If you don't stand aside, foolish girl, you will join your dead husband.”

 

“No. You can't have my son!” Lily yelled, tears streaming down her cheeks.

 

“Stand aside!”

 

“No!”

 

“Avada Kedavra!” There was a flash of green light and Lily crumpled to the floor, dead. “This is the child that is supposed to kill me? How pathetic. Don't cry, child, you'll be joining your parents soon.”

 

Voldemort yelled out the Killing Curse again, but something unusual happened. As soon as the spell hit Harry, he began to glow white. The curse backfired, causing Voldemort to scream in pain as his soul was forcibly ripped from his body. Harry received a lightning bolt shaped cut on his forehead.

 

Hook pulled out of Harry's mind and stared at the boy with indifference. Harry clutched at his head and groaned in pain. His scar was on fire.

 

“Tell me, boy,” Hook began, “do you know of my past with Pan?”

 

Harry looked at Hook and shook his head. “No.”

 

“Well,” Hook smiled, “I'll just have to tell you all about it.”

 

***

 

Tinker Bell angrily brushed away a few loose tears. She wasn't going to cry over Winter Chime. He had used her to get to Peter, and Peter was completely right about him working for Hook. If only she hadn't been blinded enough to listen to sense, this wouldn't have happened. And poor Harry got captured and was with Hook. Standing up, Tinker Bell made her decision. She'd find a way out of here and warn Peter. She just couldn't let him put that necklace on. If he did…no! She couldn't think like that! Placing her hands against the walls of her glass confinement, Tinker Bell threw her body side to side. The lantern tipped over and fell onto the floor, shattering. Before anybody could come to investigate what happened, Tinker Bell flew out the window. She flew as fast as her wings could carry her all the way to the hideout. Hurriedly, she rushed into it and barely managed to shove the necklace out of Peter's hands.

 

â—¦Tink?â—¦ Peter croaked. His eyes were red and puffy, a sign that he'd been crying.

 

â—¦Don't put the necklace on, Peter! It's not from Harry! Hook has Harry captured and made him write that note! The minute you put on that necklace, your magic will be sucked from you and Hook will be able to leave Neverland! And you were right about Winter Chime! I'm so sorry for not believing you, Peter. But, hurry! I don't know what Hook will do to Harry. They had me locked in a room. Hurry! Go!â—¦ Tinker Bell cried, ushering Peter to get up.

 

â—¦But, Harry wants to go home. He doesn't want to stay here with me,â—¦ Peter whispered. Tinker Bell glared at him.

 

â—¦We can deal with that later. If you don't hurry, Harry might die!â—¦

 

Blinking out of his daze, Peter nodded his head and grabbed his sword. Tink was right. If Harry went back home, he could always visit, but if Harry was dead, he'd never be able to see him again. With a new resolve, Peter flew towards Pirate's Cove. He'd get Harry back. One way or another.

 

A/N: Sorry for the lateness. I'm in the middle of a flame war on YouTube with some homophobic assholes. Can you believe one of them actually called me a `faggot'? The nerve! Anyways, this chapter is short but the next chapter is going to be long. You see, I think I'm combining the next two chapters, so the next chapter may be the last one for this story. ((Can you believe it's almost complete? I feel so happy!!))

 

Also, the situation with the necklace and magic being sucked out will be explained in the next chapter. Everything you've been wondering about will be solved. I've had lots of questions about the Dursleys' and the Wizarding World's reactions. Well, I've had an idea about how this story would end long before I had even finished writing the first chapter and I'm going to stick with it. I think it'll be a nice surprise. Expect the sequel a week after this is finished. I want to pre-write a couple of chapters before I begin posting the story. So, please review and let me know how you like the story thus far.

 

P.S. Thanks goes out to Maxim, who's taking the time to go over my story. Bow down to him, if you please.