It was a lush, green forest... Flowers grew in seconds, the sun always shined, and tiny people found the will to be happy again. An interesting fact was that Fairies, the kind of ones you read about, exist. They all had a single purpose, a constant thought. Children must be happy. They couldn't STAND seeing a sad or unhappy child. So when they ended up stumbling upon child abuse, they took matters into their own hands... They immediately swept the child away to a realm between dimensions, a forest where the children could be raised by a fairy guardian in a manner similar to a mother and child. The forest was kept alive by the Queen Fairy, Sylvia, whom was kind and loving. Her magic provided food, water and miscellaneous toys for every child. That way they were forever with whatever they wanted. Her Magic took one step further. Every child within her realm stayed young, and well, childish. They never knew selfishness or greed. Sylvia was watching over her subjects. She did so using a crystal ball. She liked to see them interact with their children. One such subject was in her human form, cradling a little girl who had originally been set to go to an awful orphanage. "You are just SUCH a good boy Daniel!" The well endowed, pink haired woman cooed. The boy was shrinking back slightly, smiling softly. He hadn't been held like this since his parents passed away in the crash... He loved his new mother. "Are you hungry?" She asked, slightly babying him. Daniel nodded at her and the Fairy Mother, Rose, took him to get food. Sylvia swirled her hand moving to a scene of a crying child being tended to by one such servant with flowing green hair and a blue sundress.
"Shhh darling. I know you're scared, but we're all nice here..."
"I...I wanna go home..." The little girl whimpered.
"Shhh..." The fairy hugged the child. "Trust me...When you've lived here for a while, you will find this place MUCH better than your old home..." The girl's parents had been psychologically abusing her, trying to forcibly mold her to fit their image and getting incredibly angry when she didn't meet their standards, insulting her relentlessly.
The girl whimpered, and rubbed her eyes with her fists. "B-but mommy and daddy will g-get mad at me!" She cried, slowly growing louder
"No. They won't. Never again."
The girl let out a quiet sob and looked up at the fairy. Her eyes were red with tears and constant rubbing. "P-Promise...?"
"Of course. You don't have to see them ever again. Cross my heart." The girl broke into sobs and clutched tightly to her new magical guardian. Sylvia smiled at the scene and leaned back in her throne, made of fine wood. Everyone was so happy! And that alone was a good thing.
However, something felt...amiss. She felt a pang of sadness in her chest and she didn't know why. What was wrong? The Pangs kept coming. The sadness felt...infectious. Someone, somewhere was so sad, that it was affecting her the queen. One look at the Fairy Guards however, signalled that they felt it too. She decided to check on her subjects. Hopefully her magic would protect them from feeling the sorrow... Thankfully, it was. Surely however, if this sadness was to affect HER, no Fairy could heal it. There was only one thing to do... Find and eradicate this negative feeling. This was HER duty. The queen of the fairies was responsible for this child. She...had her own child to care for. It excited her and terrified her at the same time... She had never had a child, truth be told. But she was getting one, and that was what was important. She stood, her long, pink and sparkling dress cascading behind her as her Pig-Tailed hair with bows floated around thanks to her magic aura. There was no getting out of it. She would save this child. And she would ensure he had everything he needed and then some. Transitioning into her Smaller, Insect Form, she poofed out of the secret dimension towards the location of the child...
Meanwhile, on Number 4 Privet, we see a boy trapped in a small dark space, alone. He was cold, he was shivering, he was crying. Crying with no one to care. His Family had taken a small car ride, so he could let out his emotions. He was nursing a broken arm and a violently swollen shut eye. His whole face was bruised. He was in too much pain to move. His innocence was shattered entirely. His hope was dwindling. What was he hoping for? His family... A family. Anyone... But it wasn't happening. The world hated him too much. He was doomed to be lonely and sad forever... That is until the front door opened. Harry flinched into his cupboard. If his family was home, a beating was coming... However, it wasn't his family. Well...Technically, yes...It WAS his family... He heard strange, shimmering sounds, coming from right outside her cupboard door. There was a click of a lock unlocking and Harry was greeted with a TINY figure. Tiny and pink, and flying!? "Hello, my child..." The light spoke. He flinched and whimpered, shrinking away into the cupboard. What was it?! What was the scary light?! Sylvia smiled in understanding. "It's all right, child, I understand your fear. It is not the first time an assigned child has been afraid of their new mother upon seeing them for the first time." Harry blinked, tears blurring up the world. "M...Mother?" He asked, his voice soft and childlike.
"That's right, dear." Sylvia replied. The light began to grow brighter. She was going to shrink him down... Harry felt a cool feeling. Then he felt small...smaller than before. Then he got picked up by warm arms. He was confused. He looked around. He was...IN the pink light... He looked up and saw the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. She had a gentle smile and soft eyes...and her tummy pillows were nice too...
She was holding him nice...And he knew...He just KNEW FOR A FACT that she would NEVER hit him, EVER, under any circumstances. "There we are darling...would you like to go home now? I'm sure you'll just love feeling nice again..." She whispered, gently.
Harry sniffled. "H-Home...?" He squeaked hopefully.
She nodded. "Yes dear... Home. Where no one will EVER hurt you..."
"Never...?" He whispered. He didn't know why...but he just felt so safe...
Sylvia nodded and kissed his head. "Never ever...I promise. Are you ready?"
Harry nodded eagerly. "Uh huh! Uh huh!" He said. He had hope again...
She grinned and opened a hole through Space and flew threw it, emerging in her throne room. Her guards gasped and blinked, confused. The QUEEN had a child? "Your highness...?" A guard asked tentatively, raising her hand. "Are you going to..."
"Yes." Sylvia replied proudly. "Meet my new son."
The guards cooed and waved, dropping their serious demeanor. "He's adorable! But he's hurt! We need to get him healed Queen Sylvia."
"Correct." Sylvia nodded. "Retrieve my spellbook. I must find the healing spell." The guards rushed away and she sat on her throne, giggling. Her new son was just so cute! He was clutching tight to her. Sylvia smiled at him. "Welcome home, dear." She cooed, stroking the back of his head.
The guards returned a moment later with a book in hand, page open. "Right here my queen. Quickly!"
The queen accepted the book. "Thank you. Let me see here..."
She chanted the words on the page, and Harry's eyes widened as her hand's glowed. She was doing the M-Word! Real M-Word! Right in front of him! But that was BAD...Wasn't it...? She couldn't do that...She was too good... Suddenly she tapped his forehead, and warmth exploded in his body. He cooed, and giggled, feeling great all around. He could see from both eyes now! He could move his arm again! All the pain was all gone! Every single last bit of it! Was she...an angel...? "A...Are you an angel...?" He asked, the guards giggling at his words. Sylvia smiled and brushed some hair from his brow.
"No darling...a fairy."
Harry gasped. "A fairy...? Really...?" He said, awestruck.
She nodded. "I've brought you to where all the fairies live. Everyone here is a cutie like you or a kind fairy."
He blushed and looked down. "C-Cutie...?" He said softly.
"You might be the most adorable darling i've ever laid eyes on." She said earnestly, voice dripping with cheer and happy intentions. Harry blushed
"Are you sure...?" He asked. He felt more confident around her. She made him feel safe.
"I am positive my little Prince. Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?"
Harry got to eat? When he was with the Dursley's he never got to eat...but now he could? He looked down. "Um...I dunno...I don't eat a lot..." He admitted. "What is there?"
"Anything ever." She said seriously. Harry blinked before shrugging and saying
"Macaroni and cheese...?" He cutely ruined and butchered the word Macaroni.
"It's yours." Sylvia said with a giggle. "I will have it ready shortly."
Harry nodded and cooed, loving the contact he was receiving. As her guard took the hint and rushed off, she began rocking Harry back and forth. Harry blushed She was holding him nice... He felt happy. "Y-You're nice...I like you..."
Sylvia cooed and tapped his nose. In a soft tone she replied, "Well I love you."
He smiled. "Really?" He said, excited.
"REALLY really."
Harry cheered and clutched tightly to Sylvia, who smirked at his excited behaviour and kissed his head. "L-Love me! She really loves me!"
"Yes, of course I do. I can imagine few people that wouldn't." The fairy explained.
The guard returned with a steaming bowl that Harry drooled at the sight of. He was SO hungry. "I-I can eat it..?"
"Yes, of course." Sylvia placed him in a high chair. "There. Allow me to feed you." "We need to get some more meat on your bones little dear." She said, ruffling his hair. Harry blinked,
"M-Meat...?"
"Correct." Sylvia replied with a nod. "You're MUCH too skinny." Harry looked at himself, then looked down in silent apology. Sylvia tilted his head up by his chin. "Shhh, hush now...nothing to be sad about." He gave her a small smile. She kissed his forehead. "Just focus on enjoying your new life." Harry smiled and nodded, eating all the food that was sent his way. He never felt so...full! It was so great.
He smiled happily at Sylvia all the while. Sylvia herself was unable to stop smiling. "So cute." She said softly. Eventually however, Harry yawned in his seat. He rubbed his eyes with his tired fists, making an adorable scene. Sylvia picked him up with a mirthful smile. "Well, it looks like someone is tired." She said, amused. "Come along, let's get you to sleep." Harry giggled and snuggled closer to her as she picked him up and strolled him through the halls of her magnificent palace. After a few minutes of walking, she discovered her bedroom, with her bed the size of a small room. She giggled as she carried him over and set him in. Harry looked around in awe. The bed was HUGE! As long as a football field and as wide as one as well! Sylvia set him down on it, then pulled the blanket over him. "Here we go, all comfy cozy. Ready to sleep baby boy?"
Harry nodded. "Thank you...Miss...Um..." He froze.
Sylvia cooed, "dear, it's mommy, or mama, okay?" She told him gently. Harry smiled and nodded happily.
"Kay, mommy..." He said softly. "Love you..."
"I love you too darling..." she whispered, kissing his forehead. He cooed...then promptly fell asleep, his little eyes shutting tightly. Sylvia cooed. "Well...It's happened. I have a little prince to call my own..." She felt an overwhelming warmth fill her chest. She just LOVED this feeling, and she loved Harry. She loved love! She loved EVERYTHING! She was so happy! She was going to make the announcement right away! The world had to know! So with a happy heart she sprang up and rushed out to make her announcement to her people. All the while, Harry slept peacefully, slowly healing from the abusive ordeal he had suffered. Harry would be safe and sound...for good. She rushed out the palace doors and gestured to her guards. "Quick! Gather up the citizens! I have to tell them about my new baby darling boy who I love so much!"
The guards all saluted. "Yes, ma'am!" They replied, happy to be of service.
Sylvia watched as the guards rushed into the kingdom, fairies and their children emerging from their homes and daily activities to hear what the queen had to say. They were all excited, but they didn't know what she could possibly want. She cleared her throat when were all present. "Greetings, my loyal subjects!" She declared happily. "Today, I give you most joyous news!"
"Ooh's" and "Aah's" filled the group of people, and Sylvia clapped her hands.
"I have found...a son!" There was a brief silence. Then, cheers erupted from the crowd. The queen had been looking for a child for so long... The Queen blushed and waved her arms, flowers descending from the sky from seemingly nowhere. "He's inside resting! Those HORRIBLE human monsters hurt him! That's why he needs to be treated with extra care."
The citizens all murmured, fully understanding. Their children were all the same when they first came in. It was only natural. "What's his name?" A little human girl called out. Sylvia cooed and leaned down to face in her direction.
"His name is Harry! Please be nice if you meet him!" The girl smiled and nodded. Sylvia was delighted by the peoples' reactions. They had taken the news even better than she expected. But that was a good thing she supposed. She didn't want angry fairies and children! Everyone had to remain happy. So, waving at her subjects she went back into her castle and giggled. She just really loved making people happy...she decided she was going to do that more often. And now she had the perfect guinea pig to practice doing so. She wondered if Harry was sleeping well. She suddenly grew worried and decided to check on him. It wasn't uncommon for the children to have nightmares... She rushed towards his room at a brisker pace, picking up her dress to move faster. Should he be in pain she'd go into maximum snuggle mode and try to console him. Oh she hoped he was fine... She made it to his door and slowly opened it. She poked her head inside. Then she looked over to the boy's bed... He was indeed thrashing about in his bed, a pained expression on his face. She gasped and felt cold fill her heart. No! He couldn't be sad he didn't deserve it! She rushed to the bedside. "Harry, my dear! No, awaken!" She ran in and hugged him, rocking him back and forth. "Please wake up, please please please..." she whispered. He shuddered and woke up.
"M-Mama...?" He spoke softly. He was groggy and confused and scared.
"Shhh...shush darling...it's okay..." she soothed, stroking his hair. "Please calm down my sweet...Mommy has you..."
He buried his face in his chest. "I don't like Uncle Vernon...He's so mean..."
Yuna smirked as she felt something tug on one of her hairs. So SOMEONE was off in this direction...~ It was time to play. She stood up and launched through the trees, rapidly approaching the person or animal. She pulled him tighter into her bust, trying to make him relax. "Shush baby I know...I know baby please..." He forced himself to relax. He was making her sad. That was very very bad. So he started to take a few deep breaths, and he wiped the tears out of his eyes. Sylvia kissed his forehead and rubbed his cheek with her palm. "Shhh my sweet darling...it's alright mama's got you..."
He hugged her. "Thank you...Mama..."
She gave him another kiss, planted on the nose this time, then pulled him in tighter. "It's alright dear, the nightmares will go away eventually... For now, be happy mama's here."
He smiled and nodded. "Kay, mama..." He said softly.
And the two stayed snuggled up close...
The next day, Sylvia carried Harry through her palace. She wanted her boy to be familiar with his new home. He was looking around curiously and innocently. It was all so big. "Um...Do I clean all this...?" He asked softly.
Sylvia stopped and looked at him for a moment. "Did your uncle make you clean, darling?" She asked, worried. Harry nodded.
"Well worry about that no longer! We have servants for that, so you haven't the need to do such things." She assured him.
Harry giggled and hugged Sylvia tightly. "T-Thank you! I..I don't like cleaning...it's hard..."
"I'm sure it is. Especially for a tiny one like you." She said with a smile. Harry snuggled in close and she resumed her tour. After touring she set Harry down in her lap on her throne. "Now Harry, are you wondering where we are?"
Harry nodded. "Um...It's really big...Where are we?"
Sylvia grinned. "You are in Fairy Land. Me and my subjects travel the world, saving children such as you. Then we bring them here and become their mommies!"
He blinked. "Fairies...? Real fairies...?" He said softly.
She giggled and nodded. "Yup! I'm the queen of the fairies!"
Harry gasped. "A...A queen...?" He breathed, stunned by the revelation.
Sylvia nodded. "Do you know what that makes you, cutie?" Harry shrugged in response. The queen giggled. "Why it makes you my little prince, of course!" She explained cheerfully.
Harry gasped yet again. He was ROYALTY?! H-He got to be taken away from his bad family to get a new mommy...and be royalty?! Sylvia giggled at his reaction. "Careful, you'll swallow a bug." She said, closing his mouth.
"I...I'm important..?" he questioned. He had heard that Prince's and Queens were important... So did that make him important?
"Oh yes. VERY important." Sylvia replied. "You're my prince, so you're very important to me. And all of my subjects will treat you with respect."
Harry felt so excited...he started trembling and hugging Sylvia. She hugged him back and he started giggling. He just LOVED being treated like this! Sylvia giggled and carried him out of the room. It was almost lunch time. He had to eat. Another couple of days passed. Harry began to slowly but surely be affected by the queen's magic. He started coming out of his shell, and was openly playing with his new toys, and cuddling his new mother, at almost every chance he got. He was the PERFECT child... However, there was one problem...He was scared to go outside. She had tried to help him prepare for it, but he was just so shy. "I-If I go outside, w-what if no one likes me...?" Harry would ask. She would gently tell him every time, that he was 100% safe.
But he was always still reluctant, and she would drop it. But she knew that she had to get him out there sooner or later. For his sake. So she came up with a brilliant plan. She would just simply lure Harry outside with treats! He couldn't resist them! But was that really the right thing to do...? Hmm...Maybe she could ask some of her guards for advice. Most of them had children of their own. "Charlotte?" she called out, waving to the guard who occupied her door. The Guard nodded and stepped forward.
"What is it you require, milady?"
"Um...So...I've never had a child before, and I was wondering if, perhaps...You could offer me some advice on...How to convince him to come outside?"
Charlotte nodded and stood up straight up. "So your little one is scared to leave the palace? Well...maybe you should try to convince him how nice it is outside."
Sylvia looked down. "Yes...Perhaps if I had visual evidence it would help..."
"What do you mean my lady?" the blue haired guard asked, tilting her head. Charlotte wasn't the brightest bulb, but she knew how to take care of kids.
"Uh...Pictures. You know...Photos of the outside world."
"Oh!" Charlotte grinned, sticking out her tongue, "Yes I shall gather you the finest pictures around!"
"Thank you, Charlotte!" Sylvia replied gratefully. "I appreciate it!"
"No problem my lady!" Charlotte grinned, "Harry should be waking up from Naptime soon."
Sylvia grinned. "Oh, wonderful!" She said cheerfully. "I shall go and await his awakening!" She set down towards Harry's bedroom and spotted him, in the pillow fort they had built together, resting peacefully. She poked her hand in and rubbed his back comfortingly. "Honey?"
Harry's head popped out groggily. "Mama...?" He said sleepily before yawning.
"Good day sweetie...did you sleep good?" She asked gently. He smiled tiredly and reached out for a hug, which his mother returned happily. "Good." Harry snuggled closer to her. "Now...We need to discuss getting you outside..." Harry stiffened and whimpered.
"M-Mommy...I don't like the outside...it's hot, and cold, and there are bugs..." He protested.
"No. Not here." Sylvia interrupted.
"W-What?" He asked, confused.
"It's always extremely beautiful outside Harry."
He tilted his head. "For real?" He asked.
"For real." She promised. It was at this moment, Charlotte returned with a folder in her hands.
"I have them milady!"
"Ah, thank you!" Sylvia said gratefully, accepting it. "Just see here..."
She held up a picture of the nearby lake. It was glittering beautifully, with the sun in the background. "T-That's so much water..." Harry blinked
"Mm-hmm!" Sylvia nodded. "Now look at the trees!"
Harry looked at the other picture and giggled. "It's pretty...i-is it safe?" he asked, slowly becoming convinced
"Well of course!" Sylvia explained. "We fairies work hard to make sure everything is safe for our children."
Harry shrugged and giggled, "s-so it's nice...?" he asked, to which Sylvia nodded and nuzzled his face.
"It's very nice."
He hesitated for a moment. Then he took a deep breath. "...Can we go there...?"
"Of course!" Sylvia said, almost immediately. Harry giggled and felt himself be lifted into the air
"Yay!" He cheered happily. Sylvia giggled.
She helped Harry into his regular clothes she had gotten for him, then held his hand, leading him out the palace doors. She was wearing a Blue sundress with a large and wide brimmed hat. The hat was the same color as the grass around them, and it blended well. Harry looked around in awe. It was like something out of a colouring book! So much green and blue... Fairies stopped and pointed at the queen and her son. Sylvia waved back with a happy heart. She loved seeing her subjects happy, and she liked that she had such a reputation. Harry however, his inside her leg. The fairy queen giggled and knelt down to his level. "Oh, don't be frightened, dear. Come on out now..."
"B-But they're looking at me..." Harry sniffled, looking at Sylvia worriedly. With the gentleness of a soft blanket being placed atop you, she hugged Harry. "They want to meet their prince." She replied gently. "They're happy to have you here."
Harry blinked at her. "T-They're...happy to see me...?" he asked. Sylvia nodded gently.
"They love their little prince." She said, stroking his hair. "Would you like to meet them?" Harry bit his lip and nodded. To add a little extra comfort she lifted Harry into her arms and rubbed his back. Harry hugged her tight. "Come then. Come and meet our subjects." Sylvia cooed gently. She carried him over to Sapphire, a long-time mother, who was playing peek-a-boo with her daughter. "Hello Sapphire! How is Belle doing?" Sylvia asked
"She's doing great!" Sapphire replied boisterously. She always was a tomboy.
"Oh that is wonderful to hear. Belle, are you having fun with your mother?" she asked, looking down at the brunette child next to Sapphire.
The child nodded eagerly. "Uh-huh! We're playing peek-a-boo!" She declared proudly.
Sylvia gestured to Harry and then pointed to Belle. "Harry, why don't you play with Belle? I'm sure she'd love a playmate."
Harry looked at her, uneasy. "Um...Okay...I'll try..." He squeaked.
"Hi there Harry! I'm Belle. I'm six and a half!" she cheerfully greeted, playing with her pigtails.
Harry looked down timidly. "M'Harry...Four..." He replied.
Suddenly, Belle gave Harry a hug. It made him blush and feel sheepish, however he came out of his shell and played a game of tag with Belle. Meanwhile, several fairies bombarded their queen with questions. The queen let out a giggle. "Now now, one at a time please." She chided gently.
"Is he just as darling as we think he is?"
"Well, you could find that out if you took one look at him." The fairies turned to see Belle had won, but was congratulating Harry with a hug. Harry returned it, now at ease. Sylvia giggled at her son's reaction. "You see? He is quite darling indeed."
The fairies let out an immediate "AWWWWWWWWW" at the sight, making Harry and Belle blush bright red. Sylvia teased Harry by humming the Kissing in a Tree song.
He squeaked and hid his face in his hands. Sylvia smiled and approached. "Are you having fun?"
"Y-yes mommy..." Harry replied, giggling while blushing. Sylvia crouched down and gave him a tight hug because she felt like it.
"Very good! Are you glad I brought you out?" She asked kindly.
"Yes mommy!" he giggled, hugging her even tighter than before. In response, she picked him up.
"I suppose it's almost time for dinner."
He frowned. "Already?" He wanted to play some more.
"We can set up a play date with little Belle tomorrow can't we?" She asked, stroking his hair. He shrugged and nodded.
He was very excited. "Bye Belle!" He called out happily.
"Bye bye Harry!" Belle waved, holding her mother's hand before walking off. Harry felt extremely happy...he had made a FRIEND. A real friend who liked him.
Sylvia noticed his smile and giggled. "Well someone's happy!" She chirped.
Harry nodded in response and let out an eep. "I made a friend mama! A real friend!"
"You certainly did! Well done! I'm very proud!" Sylvia replied. The fact that his mother was proud of him only made him grin wider. With happy hearts, the two took off back home to eat. Harry was slowly but surely getting well again...