How Peter Pan Grew Up (A Bridge-Fic Between "Peter Pan" and "Hook")

I know this must come as a shock to you. You might have seen the movie, some years back, and thought, "But it couldn't be possible!" I saw it too; I would say that Moira and Peter both looked better than the couple on-screen, but I can't fault the moviemakers for trying; it's an aunt's prerogative to believe that her own family is better looking than some paid actors. At least they got Neverland nearly right... I wonder if any of them had been there as a child-I'm sorry, I'm babbling, aren't I? Where was I? Oh yes:
Now on the shelf before you stands a book, haughtily maintaining that the boy-who-would-always-remain-a-boy actually managed to grow up. It almost feels like your own childhood has been stolen, doesn't it?
Yes, it's true; I, Margaret, I did it. I made Peter grow up. And I am sorry for it. Please read this story with an understanding heart, and forgive me.

*Author's Note: This is meant to be a sort of "bridge" between the film Peter Pan, and the movie Hook, exploring the progression from carefree magic child to jaded workaholic. Enjoy!