If I Could Fly

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(thank u @ the tinker bell movie for giving me this one lmao)

(ok so this is note is from when i finished the story and HOLY SHIT ITS SO LONG SO THATS A WARNING FOR YOU!!! either way, it's cute and the title for this fits so wonderfully awe. okay, continue wit my cute story)

His wings stretched out behind him as he yawned, opening his eyes and squinting at the bright new world around him.

Through his blurry, tired eyes, he could make out figures around him, and short whispers filling his ears.

"H-hello?" He said, taking a balled, dainty hand and rubbing his bright green eyes, "Hello?"

His vision much clearer now, the... beings in front of him smiled brightly, gasped and some of them waved to him, which he learned quickly and politely did back. These beings are so beautiful, really, all different and vary in size and shape. He noticed one of them, one with crystal blue eyes and soft brown hair, perched on a nearby leaf looking down and smiling down on him.

"Hello." A soft, beautiful voice greeted him and he glanced away from the one on the leaf to see the new being. Her golden hair was tied back into a bun on her head and a small dress wrapped perfectly around her petite body, "I'm Tinker Bell. Welcome to Pixie Hollow."

He smiled as the beings around him burst into whoops, hollers, and claps. He didn't know everyone would be so happy to see him.

"Here," Tinker Bell reached a hand behinds his back, a sudden shiver running down his spine. Looking back at what she was doing, he saw a pair of wings sprouting out from between his shoulder blades.

"Woah..." He gasped, the wings then fluttering quickly, and before he could look back to Tinker Bell, he was lifting off the ground!

"Hey!" Tinker Bell said with a chiming laugh, "Get down here! We haven't named you yet."

Still going up, Tinker Bell fluttered up to him, gently grasping his hand to pull him lower. The beings around them awed and giggled softly, as they thought it was he was absolutely adorable.

His feet touched the ground and Tinker Bell said "Well, at least we know your wings are okay." with a bright smile on her round face. "Now, what for a name?"

He looked up to the crowd to see them pondering and mumbling amongst themselves, pointing to him and various other motions to reason a name. He saw the the one with the crystal blue eyes again, still on the leaf and still looking at him like he was the most beautiful thing on earth.

The blue one tapped his chin lightly before his eyes widened and he shouted "Harry."

The mumbling stopped and everyone looked to Tinker Bell, who looked at the newcomer. "Harry." She said, "Fits you perfectly. With your hair and all."

Tinker Bell saw that the new-named Harry was confused so she patted the top of his head, "Your hair is long. Very pretty."

Harry could feel his cheeks warming as the crowd clapped and shouted his new name, "Thank you." He blushed, the girl in front of him then taking his hand, "Okay Harry, now comes the scary part."

The crowd went quiet.

"Scary?" Harry gasped, "How so?"

"You..." Tinker Bell started, reaching into the pocket on her dress and pulling out a golden dust and sprinkling it on the ground beneath them, "Are picking your talent."

The ground lit up, elements raising from beneath the smooth wood. Harry could see a drop of water, a tiny spiral of wind, a beam of sunlight, an egg, and one that really caught his eye; a flower. More were rising but his eyes stayed on the beautiful blooming flower to his right.

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