I choked on my toast.
"Peter Pan? As in the Muggle book?" I ask.
Peter snickered. "Wendy I think you've lost your mind! What is Muggle?" He asks.
"What are Muggles," I correct him. "Muggles are non-magical human beings that live outside the wizarding world."
"You're magical?" says Peter, awestruck.
"Yes," I say. This is very much like showing a two-year-old his very own toy.
"Wow," he whispers. "Hello Micheal!" Peter says suddenly to Ron.
I look at him in the what-is-he-talking-about way, but Ron just shrugs.
"Hello, John!" Peter says to Harry.
Harry looks at Peter as if he had a mental problem. I laugh. Peter turns to look at me so fast I almost fall off of the bench.
"What?" he demands.
"Nothing," I say as I look down at my plate and pretend to eat. I could tell by the the way I could feel his burning stare that he would not be leaving us alone any time soon.