Or, Three Times the Daughter of Pan Sang to the Son of Hook + One Time He Sang to Her

YOU CAN FLY

Harry couldn't help his excitement when his feet first touched down in Neverland. Neverland. Where he was born! And yet he had no memories of the place.

Placidia laughed at his expression and he couldn't muster the spite to glare at her. "What're we seen' first?" he asked her, his eyes darting around the little beach where they had landed, the Neverland water lapping at their feet.

"Everything, of course," Placidia said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "All at once. Then, tomorrow, we'll go see things in more detail."

Harry now looked at her.

Her ginger hair was tied back in a braid over her shoulder, her long bangs blew out of her hazel almond-shaped eyes in the slight breeze. It was as if being home herself made her glow, her golden freckles almost sparkled against her skin. The green dress she wore matched with his red coat reminded him strangely of his mother.

"An' how'll we be doing that?" he questioned her, raising an eyebrow.

Her full pink lips pulled into a smirk. "Oh, Hook, don't you know?" she pulled up a small leather pouch from around her neck. "All you need is a little faith, trust, and-"

She pulled open the old brown bag and pulled out what appeared to be a pinch of sparkles and threw it over her head. "Dust!"

Placidia's feet left the ground and she hovered a few inches off the ground. "Of course, I don't need dust, but you gotta learn somehow."

"What's that s'posed to mean?"

Placidia threw the sparkles over him too and closed up her pouch. "My father has lived here for so long that the magic that runs through him and the island is practically the same thing," she explained. "And, you know, my mother. The fairy."

Harry looked down when he did not get in the air at all. "I think yer dust is broken," he informed her.

Placidia laughed at him again and he did glare at her this time, which made her giggle with bells again. He'd do anything for that sound. "You have to believe, duh," she grinned and rose higher in the air. "That's how everything on this island works!"

"Believe in what?" Harry frowned at her, slightly jealous that he had not been raised on this island to know these things.

Placidia came down to his eye-level - which was still quite a few inches off the ground because of her diminutive pixie stature. "In the dust, in the island, in yourself, in me, in…" she stopped and a slight blush crept into her cheeks. "In us. You just have to believe."

Harry took her cheek in his right hand. "Aye, I think I can do that," he pulled her lips to his and smiled when he could feel the heat in her face. When he opened his eyes and pulled apart, he was a few inches off the ground. His face took on a surprised expression.

Placidia chuckled. "I think you can," she took his hand and his hook in her own small hands.

Harry looked back into her eyes. "So…What now?"

Placidia smirked and managed to look smug, even with the furious red blush. She hummed a little tune - one he heard her hum often.

"Think of the happiest things,

It's the same as having wings," she sang to him softly, the red in her cheeks grew darker. "Happy thoughts, pirate. The happiest thoughts."

Harry grinned then. "Well, that should be easy with you by my side."

"I should say it should be," Placidia replied, the blush remaining on her face, her almond eyes crinkling into the loving smile he fought so hard to see. It wasn't the smug one, the one that she used when she teased him, the one when he caught her in a kiss off-guard, the one that betrayed a prank she had pulled, the one when she told stories or jokes. No, it was his smile. The one only used when she was with him. The corners of her mouth pulled up softly, her hazel eyes were warm with love, she looked at him through her lashes, and, of course, her face heated with emotion.

She kissed him, this time, and when finally they pulled apart for air, they were in the clouds above Neverland.

Harry's eyes widened and he smiled as he looked at the island before them, spread out below like it had been on the ship.

Placidia squeezed his hand and giggled. She kissed his cheek then let go of his hand and his hook, still firmly in his grasp. "I'll beat you to Skull Rock," she told him and she went off flying through the air.

Harry was clumsy in the air at first, but he finally got the hang of it and followed her. All the way down, she sang her song freely with the bells of her voice and instead of catching it and taking it away, the air swept it up into his ears.

"Off you go with a Hi and Ho

With the stars beyond the blue

There's a Never Land waiting for you

Where all your happy dreams come true

Every dream that you dream will come true

When there's a smile in your heart

There's no better time to start

Think of all the joy you'll find

When you leave the world behind

And bid your fears good-bye

You can fly!"

Author's Note: Hey guys! So, this story is inspired by the movie Peter Pan and Descendants 2. I absolutely adore both these movies, but none of the characters or songs in them are mine! Only my darling Placidia Pan belongs to me. I hope you all enjoy these! Please review, favorite, or follow if you like the story so far. I'd love to hear what you think! Thanks for reading!

To my The Fears We See readers: Yes, I fully intend on finishing that story! The reason this one has been published is because I had the good sense to finish it when inspired (and sick) before posting! So don't go too far, I'll be finishing that story up by the end of May at the very latest. But, to make excuses, I have finals and tests and projects and graduational stuff to be worrying about these next few weeks...bare with me!