How to save the world (years before it's even in danger!)

From a 9 year old kid to a 14 year old teen

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I interrupt this peter fic with some good old new character!! Yay!!

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I woke up after what I could only assume was a weird dream!!

Wizards and creatures bigger than planets couldn't be real!

I looked around my room and noticed that it didn't look like it did the morning before! I looked like it did when I was 9! Before the blip, before the Hero Registration act,before Spider-Man's secret identity was revealed

Wait! SPIDER-MAN'S SECRET IDENTITY?!?

Why does it feel like I didn't know that yesterday?

What even happened yesterday? It's all blurry! I get out of bed to see my reflection in the mirror! But it was all wrong! I suddenly looked 15, not 21!

"WHAT THE HELL?!?" I yelled. I didn't try to be quiet! Why should I? I lived alone!

Well almost alone! I thought as Bernard ran into the room! He looked younger too! But he looked pre-blip and I looked post-blip!

He just stood there looking at the bed and back to me! Like he was looking for someone! I just stared back! He stepped closer and spoke in only a whisper "Harry?"

"Who else would be in my room, Bernard?" I replied.

His eyes went wide! He stepped back intel he was out of my room then darting yelling my father's name.

Why would he yell that name? Did he think I was the ghost of my father?

I ran after him to figure out where he was going! Surprisingly he ran into the dining room! Why would he go in there? I sneak up to the door to hear talking!

"What on earth are you going on about Bernard?" A Familiar voice said. It sounded like dad! But how? I saw him die?

I walked into the room to see Bernard and MY FATHER looking at each other! Bernard was about to speak but didn't care! That was dad! HE'S ALIVE!

"Dad?" Was all I could say! I felt like a child again! Surprise to see his father on His birthday after he said he wouldn't be there!

Both my father and Bernard turned to me!

"Harry?" My father asked. He sounded unsure! Like he was hoping he was wrong!

I couldn't trust my voice so I just nodded.

Horror struck my father's face.

"Who did this to you?" He asked.

What was he talking about? The scar on my arm? Which I had gotten when my dad blipped and I was in complete shock that I bumped into the medical cart and a nettle cut it!

"The scar?" I asked while pointing at it with my other hand.

"No! Harry, you were nine when you went to bed last night!" My father said,

"NINE?!? As in NINE YEARS OLD?!?" I asked hoping I was wrong! But my father nodded!

I tried to process it! I tried to calm down! I could tell I was panicking but couldn't stop! I heard my dad say my name but I couldn't respond! So many questions went through my mind I didn't even notice the nettle with a sedative was in my arm intel it was pushing the chemical into my System and it was too late! I blacked out in my father's arms!