Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter Series. I don't own Neverland, but I wish I lived there. I'm not a lost boy and I don't own them either, except Aarani he's actually mine. I'm not a pirate either and I don't own them for if I did the pirates would be slightly cleaner and they'd all be gay.

A/N: Just so everyone knows I'm going more on the movie Hook then anything else.

Chapter Two

Neverland? The Lost Boys? Pirates? Yes, Harry knew about all these things, but they're all just bedtime stories, aren't they? He remembered reading the book when he was little, only getting the chance because his cousin had wanted it at first but didn't like it from the first page. After that Vernon gave the book to Harry, well more like forcibly throwing it at him when he had fixed breakfast the wrong way that one morning.

"Neverland? Yeah right. If that was true then where's Peter Pan?" Harry glared at Aarani, resting his right hand on his hip and leaning forward slightly.

"Pan has kids. He's gone." the boy that had been standing by the tree took a step forward so that he was closer to the group, but still kept his distance.

"Then whose in charge?" Harry asked, standing up straight as he spoke.

"Thud Butt relinquished the title to me." Aarani bowed slightly as he smirked up at Harry, his right hand extended out and still clutching the knife.

Thud Butt? Well, anyone could know that name as one of the Lost Boys. Harry sighed as he realized he couldn't deny any of this anymore. No grownups were around, well none that the boys liked that is. He knew everything anyone could possibly know about Neverland and the Lost Boys, unless you lived there yourself.

A light flickered behind Aarani's head, Harry following the light with his eyes. By then the other Lost Boys, besides Aarani of course, had realized that the light a faint sound of bells were now there.

"TINK!" shouted the boy next to the tree (they'll have names soon enough).

"Hello Don't Ask!" Tinkerbell stopped fluttering her wings as she stood on the Don't Ask's shoulder to look over the other Lost Boys, "Aarani! Pirate's have been spotted making another new captain after they marooned the last one on that island!"

Aarani smirked and spun around, now standing up straight and facing the tiny fairy, "And what is this new captains name?"

Tinkerbell paced back and forth on Don't Ask's shoulder as she eyed the brunette in front of her, knife still in hand.

"Well I don't know if I should tell you Aarani. The last time you tried to kill me when you found out he was named Peter." Tink glared at the tall boy in front of her as the wretched memory of a coconut being thrown at her washed over her thoughts.

Aarani laughed nervously as he scratched the back of his head, the memory also running through his mind as she mentioned it.

Harry smiled as he slowly tried to sneak out from view of all the lost boys and get away from them. He needed to get out and back home, school would be starting soon and he wanted to talk to his friends again. Plus, Hedwig had been left alone in his room at the Dursley's and that wouldn't be too good as soon as they woke up.

It seemed to work since none of the Lost Boys noticed that he had slipped away, or maybe that didn't care that he had. Either way Harry didn't mind that he was finally away from the people that were trying to kill him for some unknown reason.

Harry's mind flashed back to the night before, when he had finally fallen asleep. The light Tinkerbell gave off seemed so familiar, like the light he had saw right after the flash of lightning. Was it possible that she had taken him here. But that couldn't have happened, she was only two inches tall. How could someone that small carry someone of Harry's size?

The forest was surprisingly quiet as Harry walked through it, the air hinted with salt as he grew closer to the ocean he knew was near. When he broke through an opening in the forest he gasped. All that was around were pirates. The men described by one of the lost boys, the description be completely accurate for they all were old and ugly.

Harry took a step back and hid behind a tree, watching the men closely and he couldn't help but think of Snape as being one of them.

Did Captain Hook actually die that day that Peter Pan came back? Did the crocodile finally get him after years of chasing? That couldn't have possibly happened! After all, what would the world be like without Captain James Hook?