( This idea has been around for a while and I have wanted to do something with it for a long time. Mostly after I wanted 'Return to Neverland' Jane is one of the best characters I have seen movie wise, but I never could make a plot that fit. At least till now, enjoy. )

Harry Potter / Tinkerbell-Peter Pan Series

Chapter 1

Tinkerbell was not a patient person. True, she could wait for hours on end for something to happen, but when it came to others, her temper could rapidly get the better of her. And in more than one case this temper had gotten her into a fair few predicaments. However, now though, Tinkerbell's patient had reached its absolute limit.

As a fairy, Tinkerbell was supposed to stay hidden, and help the world without revealing that fairies were real. This had not always been so easy, and more than once Tinkerbell, or one of her friends had ended up meeting or working with humans. Lily Evans was the great granddaughter of one such women, and had grown up knowing about Tinkerbell.

When Lily had found out about magic, and later gone off to school, Tinkerbell decided to introduce herself to the young girl. They hit off rather well, Tinkerbell even debated showing Lily Neverland. This continued for several years, till Lily did something rather surprising she ended up dating one James Potter. Tinkerbell felt this was a bad idea, but then again Lily was a strong minded lady.

Then the first thing happened that no one saw coming. There was an attack on Lily's parents, by the dark wizards known as Death Eaters. Now Tinkerbell had dealt with lose a few times before, but it was not enough to help her calm nor aid Lily. Lily for a little while seemed to lose it, and even her now husband James could not fully calm her down. And if there was one thing anyone knew about Lily, it was to never make her mad.

The Death Eaters came to fear her. She would break them in moments, and then using this new information would absolutely destroy anyone else they knew to for sure be a Death Eater. It actually got to the point that the Death Eaters were not sure who they feared more. Their master Lord Voldemort, or Lily Potter.

In the end Lord Voldemort tried to trap Lily in several ways, all of which failed. She even was able to escape him personally three times with the help of her husband. Something that everyone thought to be rather impressive when the news finally got around.

But then something happened that Lily had not counted on, she was pregnant. And as this realization hit her, plus with the words from Tinkerbell and James, Lily did stop her one woman war on the Death Eaters. And to be honest, she was much the better for it. For the smile that had vanished from her face had been returned.

Things began to quiet down a little. The Death Eaters were getting jumpy, as only a few actually knew why Lily had stopped hunting them down. And Lord Voldemort was not tempted to bring about her wrath either it seemed. He knew if he could find Lily's family and wipe them out, including Lily he could put an end to a lot of his biggest problems. However he was not sure of Lily's precise location, and even he was not sure what would happen to his Death Eaters or himself if in the attack she escaped death yet again.

But then it all went wrong, a few months after Harry's first birthday, Voldemort attacked. He had, though no one knew for sure how, located the Potter's home. And with him had brought many Death Eaters. They attacked in mass the Potters home, using powerful spells, both to keep the Potters from escaping, and to ensure their victory.

James was the first to fall, fighting back best he could, throwing spell after spell at anyone foolish enough to move into the open. But then got taken out by a lucky shot from someone's wand. Lily at this point fled deep into the house. She began casting spell after spell causing the things within the house to attack the Death Eaters and Voldemort. However, it seemed Voldemort was ready for most anything she tried and was soon standing before her and her child.

Tinkerbell had been watching by this point, the many shield spells around the area keeping her from getting close enough to save Lily and her son. But she saw what happened next. Voldemort cast a powerful spell, one that would assure Lily's death. Lily however used something neither of them had expected. Wandless Magic.

Lily had always been gifted in using Wandless magic since a young age, and her time spent with Tinkerbell only increased her skills in this talent. And since the magic was feeding off her emotions it turned the spell back on its owner. However, the spell Voldemort had sent still managed a glancing blow on Lily, ensuring her death.

At this point Tinkerbell had been stunned. One of her closest friends had died well before her time, and all that was left was her son. It was about this time that the fields around the house began to fall and Tinkerbell went in to view the damage. Thirty Death Eaters, Voldemort, Lily and James had all died in the attack.

Stopping by Lily's body, she was surprised to find that Lily's son, Harry was actually rather unhurt. Only a small cut on his forehead, which had been caused when Lily had fallen still holding him. It was in the shape of a lightning bolt. Tinkerbell touched it, and pushed some of her own magic into it, along with Pixie Dust. And the wound sealed shut leaving a faint scar.

It was at this point however several new sounds were heard in the house. Tinkerbell hid at once, planning on dealing with these fools if they should be enemies. However none of them were enemies, but rather several people from a group called 'The Order of the Phoenix'. They moved through the house, checking to see who was still alive.

When they came to the room in which Lily's body and Harry were. They stopped when Harry let out a soft whimper. The oldest in the group, a man called Albus Dumbledore, moved forward and picked up the boy. As if it should have been impossible that he was still alive. Tinkerbell would have stayed longer, but she could feel others watching and or sensing her presence. So she fled to a safer distance.

The people soon left. Albus handing the baby Harry over to an even larger man, who stood at least twice the height of a normal man. With instructions to meet him in a different part of England. After this Dumbledore left, along with many of the others. The last of the group, a man name Hagrid, pulled out a pink umbrella when a man called Sirius Black showed up.

Tinkerbell crossed her fingers. She knew Sirius Black would be able to take care of Harry, for the matter he knew of her, so she could still safely visit Harry and help him grow without to many questions being asked. But Hagrid did not hand Harry over, even though Sirius was Harry's Godfather, and Sirius finally gave in. Sirius then did something surprising and handed Hagrid his flying motorbike which had been kept in the back of the Potter's house for safe keeping. Then with a pop Sirius was gone.

Tinkerbell then followed Hagrid to the one place Tinkerbell knew Harry would not grow up happy. The Dursley's house, of which Petunia was Lily's sister, if only in blood. It seemed Hagrid was to meet up with Albus and another witch that Tinkerbell had never met before. And there they had left Harry for his Aunt and Uncle.

It was about half past four in the morning when Tinkerbell's temper finally got the better of her. Flying out she landed by the bundle of blankets that held Harry and sighed sadly.

"We both lost family tonight kid, but I am not leaving you with these fools," Tinkerbell said, then pulled out several pinches of Pixie Dust and threw it over the bundle of blankets and Harry.

With a slight effort, she took off with Harry into the sky. The Pixie dust working to lighten Harry till he could fly on his own. Higher and higher they went, passing through the clouds. Then Tinkerbell grinned as she saw the starlight passage. Following it upwards she continued onwards till finally she burst into the bright light of day, she was home with Harry in Neverland. A place where till it was time for his return he would be kept safe.

In the years that followed Tinkerbell could not have been happier. Though raising Harry was by no means easy, it was very rewarding. Harry was growing into a happy boy, much happier than he would have if he had grown up under the Dursley's roof. He did know as well that his parents had passed away not long after his first birthday, though how much he really understood of that Tinkerbell was not sure as of the moment.

But there was one odd thing about Harry now. He was not entirely human anymore. Tinkerbell, along with a little bit of help form Zarina had blood adopted Harry. It had noticeable but not unexpected side effects. For even before Harry could change his form, down to a proper size fairy size, he had gained wings and pointed ears. But these were not the fairy wings either but more like those of a Butterfly. Green and red markings up and down them. But when he was a normal sized Fairy his wings, while they did not change shape, did become completely clear.

Harry though never seemed to be put out that he was different than anyone else. Rather he found it rather fun as it made him very useful. He could help move things without aid of Pixie Dust. And he could also fly much farther and faster than anyone of the other fairies could. Though there was one small aspect of this that did annoy Harry a little bit, he did not actually have a fairy talent.

He was not any one type of fairy, he was not of the Tinkers, nor an animal fairy, or anything. He was just a fairy. And in this, he wished he was one type, so he might learn that skill. Yet, the few times he went out with the fairy's whether it be working with to work with animals, or shift the seasons. He found that he could, not always perfectly, help in some way.

It was why he always got annoyed. Even if he could do it all, he could not do it all to the level it needed to be done. And no matter how hard he tried nothing seemed to change it. His only reason for not brooding on this was the simple fact that Tinkerbell would often take him down to the human world after days when Harry's training had not gone so well.

After one of these trips, and once Tinkerbell had gotten Harry to bed. She moved out of her small house and took off into the air, heading towards the tree tops. As she reached the top she sighed and landed, sitting down on a branch, looking out at the stars, and down towards earth.

"What am I going to do," Tinkerbell asked herself, "I cannot keep lying to myself. Soon Harry is going to have to return to his home world. And I cannot keep him safe there, not from everything. And without any set talent his ability to protect himself is even weaker."

"You know speaking to yourself is never a good sign," A voice said, causing Tinkerbell to turn in surprise.

"Periwinkle. Zarina. What are you doing here?" Tinkerbell asked, looking a little surprised to see her twin sister out of the winter woods.

"Well, Zarina has been noticing you increasing worry about taking Harry back to his own world, even if it is still several years off. We put our heads together about someone who might be able to help us out, but we will have to hurry, so follow us," Periwinkle explained, before gesturing up and took off.

Tinkerbell a little surprised took off after the pair, it was only a few moments before she was flying alongside them. She noticed that Zarina was once again carrying a small bag of Blue Pixie Dust. Which made Tinkerbell wonder just what the idea was.

Blue Pixie Dust, was very powerful, and was often used for many things in its more diluted form of golden colored Pixie Dust. But in its natural form it could do almost anything. It had once switched Tinkerbell's and several of her friends' talents about. And it was used as part of the blood adoption ritual.

"So you care to explain this idea?" Tinkerbell asked.

"Sure, you see, Harry need someone just like him to be by his side when he returns to his world. We could go, all three of us, but that might cause as much harm as it prevents. And if that Dark Lord you talked about is not really dead, none of us can really fight him. So we thought of the one person that might have a chance," Zarina explained.

"Jane," Periwinkle explained, "Wendy's daughter."

Tinkerbell's wings stopped for a half moment as what they were saying hit Tinkerbell fully. Jane was a strong willed women, never one to back down from a fight. She was also as well known to have been the only female to have gotten close to Peter, way back when, and not make Tinkerbell jealous.

Now however she was nearing her sixties. And was quite the respectable old lady. She lived alone in a cottage outside London and preferred the quiet life. But anytime the Tinkerbell stopped by, she could see that old spark of adventure still shining in Jane's eyes.

Jane's age also explained the Blue Pixie dust. With it, and a bit of blood, Jane could become a fairy. Not only that, but she would regain much of her lost youth. Then she would, if she was of course willing, be able to protect Harry as she had both age and knowledge of many years at her disposal. Only question would be, if Jane would be willing to go through with it.

"Are you sure?" Tinkerbell finally asked.

"Yes, I am," Periwinkle said, turning and looking at Tinkerbell, "Zarina nor myself would have dared taken the Blue Pixie Dust if we were not sure of it."

Tinkerbell nodded, and Zarina this time slowed a little bit, and took Tinkerbell's hand in her own, "Trust us. We are not going to let you lose any more friends from the human world. If that means turning them both into Fairy's well so be it. Besides it cannot be any worse than anything I haven't already done."

Tinkerbell chuckled and nodded, "Thanks. Let's just hope this works out."

Periwinkle and Zarina nodded as they zoomed out over London the cities many lights aglow down below them. Tinkerbell, felt a small smile grace her lips as they flew right over Windy's own home. Windy was nearing her nineties by this point and still as smart and as kind as ever. Even though Windy knew many of the secrets of Neverland, Tinkerbell knew she would never return, Windy cared more for helping others than to live forever in Neverland.

Soon they left the large city to the small suburbs a then towns beyond it. It was in one of these towns they came to a small cottage. The light was on and a women who looked to be only in her thirties was sitting inside reading by lamp light. Her hair was an orange red color, and her silverly blue eyes were slowly moving side to side as she read.

But as the three fairies stopped by the window her eyes flicked up and she smiled, saying, "Well Tinkerbell, come on in. And bring your friends in as well."

Tinkerbell entered, along with Periwinkle and Zarina. The other two looked a little surprised at being spotted and found out so easily. Tinkerbell however knew the reason for Jane's ability to notice things others did not, stemmed from her time spent living through World War 2. Though because of this heighten awareness Jane did sometimes get a little overwhelmed when a lot was going on around her.

"It is nice to see you," Jane said, smiling down as Tinkerbell and the others entered the room, "But I might ask, who you friends are."

"Zarina, and Periwinkle, who is my sister," Tinkerbell said, gesturing to each in turn.

"Sister," Jane said, her eyes focusing on Periwinkle before nodding, "Her wings are just like your own."

"Yes," Tinkerbell said, glancing back her own wings which glowed a little.

"So, what brings you to my home," Jane said, smiling down at the three fairies before her.

"I… I need your help," Tinkerbell said, "You see, I need you to watch over my adopted son. You see he is not really fairy and must return to this world. But when he returns I will not be able to protect him like I want to. And as such, I am asking if you could help."

"What do you mean not really a fairy?" Jane asked.

"He was blood adopted by myself several years ago. The process changed him into a fairy of sorts, though he is still human as well," Tinkerbell explained.

"I see. And how would I be helping him?" Jane asked, her tone was calm, but it reminded Tinkerbell heavy of when she had first met Jane.

"Harry comes from the hidden magical community. His mother and father were killed by a dark lord. The dark lord was killed, but the magical community is not a place I feel safe letting Harry out alone in. If you were to take this offer, you would be blood adopted by one of us, given much of your youth back. With you age and experience, you would be more than able to protect Harry when I am unable to do so," Tinkerbell explained discontent easily audible in her voice.

"Your request is touching to say the least, but why can't you protect him?" Jane asked as she was honestly curious.

"Because unlike the normal world in which you live, those with magic can get into Neverland. And if the wrong people got into Neverland…" Tinkerbell stopped here not sure what to say.

The simple idea of someone like Lord Voldemort getting into Neverland where magic was at its strongest was scary. If he could harness its power for himself, no one anywhere would be safe. The world itself might tremble before him.

"I see," Jane said, giving Tinkerbell a small smile, "Very well I will help you out."

"Thank you, you don't know how much this means to me," Tinkerbell said, a wide smile spreading across her face.

"I am sure I do," Jane said, before turning to the others, "Now show me what needs to be done."