Summary: Harry's parents never died, and his twin is hailed as savior of the world. (Harry has a mark in the shape of a phoenix on his back, no Lightning bolt)

Harry is neglected by everyone, but on his 6th birthday Peter Pan shows up and takes him to Neverland to give him a childhood…. But what happens when Harry has to go to Hogwarts?

Disclaimer: Do you really think that J.K. would write Fanfics? I wish.

Prologue

"Lily! Take the kids and run!" A thump of a body.

"James!" a hissing voice.

"Stand aside, silly girl, and stand aside now! Stupefy!"

Godric and Harry were sitting in their crib. Voldemort came up to them, and pointed his wand at Harry and started talking.

"Ahh. The chosen one. The one who everyone thought was born on august first. To bad they will never know the truth. Avada Kedavra!" The curse sped towards Harry and when it hit him he screamed as he felt a red hot poker on his back, between his shoulder blades. Voldemort saw a phoenix with its wings spread and head turned on the baby's back. While this was happening, he cast a cutting curse and made a lightning bolt on godrics head, and hid the phoenix with a glamour charm. The curse hit him and he disappeared.

A few hours later, Professor Albus Dumbledore held up Godric.

"I present to you, Godric Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived!

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"Mum, can I go to Neville's house?" Harry asked.

"Not right now dear," said Lily.

"Mum, can I go to Ron's house?" Godric asked

"Of course dear, feel free to use the fireplace."

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Harry, Neville, and Remus watched as Godric celebrated his 5th birthday. What had been a party for all of them had turned into godrics party. They watched as Remus went downstairs and got the two of them cake. When he came back up, he put a candle on each. He lit them Neville and Harry blew them out.

After that, Remus got Sirius. They were the only ones that cared for the boys. Neville's Gran thought he was a 'worthless squib' and Harry was the only the twin of the boy who live, not the boy who live himself.

Both men brought out two packages. Sirius had gotten them kiddy brooms and Remus had gotten Neville a herbolegy book and Harry a Charms book. They were very bright boys. They had learnt how to read at the age of three, in one of Godrics Tutoring classes. Godric, however, did not and still do.

Harry read through his book in his room, one thing he didn't share. His broom was under his bed, and he was sure that his 'Mum' would take it away if they knew he had it. There was a tap at his window. He looked up. A ball of light the size of his fist pummeled him. A boy with blond hair and blue eyes was in the window.

"You need a childhood" He said.

"I- I do?" Harry asked, sitting up.

"My name's Peter Pan. So, come, Harry to Neverland." Peter said. It took a lot of convincing, but in the end Harry let Peter portal1 them to Neverland.

Harry spent the next five years as the beta, next to Peter. Peter was the Alpha, Harry was the Beta, and the lost boys, were, well, the lost boys. After a month there Harry decided that he didn't want to share the name of 'the self-absorbed, money loving fools'. He changed his name to Darian Evans.

When Darién turned seven things around him started to randomly burst into blue flames, and by the time he was eight he could control the element of fire. Shortly after he gained control, his right eye turned into a mixture of turquoise, blue, green, and violet and he no longer needed glasses. His new eye worked like Alastor Moody's eye.

On his eighth birthday he was playing in the lagoon with August, who was a mermaid. He waved to her and ran off at the crow of his brother. When he got to the clearing, all the lost boys were there in a circle, and Peter was standing on the middle stump, looking very much like an Alpha of a pack. The boys got down on one knee as Peter began to speak.

"Today, Darién Evans is the day you will bond to a fairy, as I did when I was your age. Rose has chosen you. Will you accept?" He asked.

"I will." Darién responded.

"Good. Rose has chosen you to bond with we leave you here." Everyone vanished, leaving Harry alone. That is until Rose made herself known. She was a ball of violet light at first but when Darién got closer he saw that she had bright sky blue eyes, fiery red hair, tanish skin, and pale blue and violet wings.

"Hi." Said the small fairy shyly. "I'm Rose."

"Um, I'm Darian. Do you know how were supposed to bond?" he asked. She started speaking, almost like she had memorized it from thinking about it too much.

"At midnight, we create a bond, and share traits."

"Share traits?" He asked.

"Like, my eyes might turn green and I might be able to control fire, and you might have red hair and be able to fly." She explained. It was 11:59.

"You know, I don't really want red hair." Darian muttered before he was overtaken with pain. Rose wasn't hurt, being a fairy. Darian's screams filled the night. For about thirty minutes. His screams turned to whimpers, his throat raw. He saw the shape of Peter standing above him before the welcoming darkness took him into its embrace.

He awoke to light. Way to much light. He groaned and rolled over. The light went away. Darian opened his eyes to see Rose curled up on his chest and peter standing over him.

"Good to see you awake." Peter said. Harry sat up, shifting slightly so Rose could continue sleeping.

"I don't feel all that great." He said.

"You wouldn't, after bonding. Here, drink this. One of Tigerlilys remedies." Harry tipped the goblet back and swallowed all strange mixture. He immediately felt better. Rose's eyes fluttered open and Harry got a good look at her. Her hair was still the same bright red as he remembered, but had black streaks in it. Her wings were now a hard violet, pale blue and light orange, and Harry had an identical pair on his back. Her eyes were turquoise.

"If she looks like that, then what do I look like?" Harry asked, in somwhat of a panic. Peter hesitated.

"You look….. Different." The blond boy answered. Harry jumped up and looked in the mirror. His normal eye had blue and purple specks, he was slightly shorter, and he knew if he kicked off the ground and into the air he would stay there. He could now do wandless magic. And his hair. Oh, his hair! His beautiful, short, blue black hair……….. Well, he supposed that it didn't look all that bad. In truth, it looked pretty good. At least, it would once he got used to it. It would suit him better in a few years, but it was fine for now.

You must be screaming right now for me to get on with it.

His hair was soft. Really soft. Like silk almost. When it caught the right light you could see that the locks of hair alternated from being the darkest red ever seen, almost black, to the same raven colored hair he had before. But one thing was most noticeable. It was long. Really long, for a boy at least. It came down to his shoulders, perfectly strait. Tootles sniggered in the back round. He had bonded awhile back and was used to his form and wings.

"It's long because rose is a girl!" He exclaimed, between laughs. Darian started to turn around, but stopped when something came out of his hair. His ears were pointy! Like an elf! He would never live this down. Oh well.

Shortly after peter taught him to retract his wings into his back, how to fly on his own and hide his ears.

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"Peter, why is the sky blue?" Darian asked, at the tender age of six.

"The sky reflects the mood of the happiness man on earth." Peter replied.

"Is blue the color of happiness?" Darian asked. Peter paused.

"No." He said. "It's the color of sadness."

"But the happiest man on earth-"

"Is sad because he's never been sad, but he doesn't know he's sad at the time."

"Ummmmmmmmm. Yeah."

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"Peter, can we go to earth this weekend?" Darian and Tootles asked. They were the best of friends, hardly separable. Peter considered for a moment before leading them to the fairy dust pot.

"When you two bond to a fairy, you can fly on your own. But for now, to London!"

And to London they went. When they were their, Harry saw Remus and Sirius. He introduced Peter and Tootles to them. They continued visiting the older men until one very special day…….