Hermione carelessly shot arrow after arrow at the same exact tree. It was night fall and she knew it was dangerous to be out in the woods alone but she was bored and couldn't sleep. "What are you doing love?" Hermione jumped at the sudden human interaction, accidentally allowing one of her arrows to slip from her fingers. "Shooting this tree." She heard a familiar chuckle, "I can see that, but haven't I told you not to leave camp after dark?" Hermione turned, dropping the bow and arrows to the floor. "You see, Pan. I couldn't sleep and now I'm-" The lost boy cut her off. "It's dangerous 'Mione, Felix and I worry." Hermione chuckled. "I understand Felix worrying but you?"

Pan tackled Hermione. He had grown fond of the Lost Girl over the year, something he told himself not to do but he became attached. The two lay in the grassy clearing of the woods, sending unintentional flirts back and forth.

The two lay in utter silence, the grass underneath them soothing their minds. Without realising, Hermione had dozed off, her soft snores breaking the silence. Pan smiled as he watched over the girl. He couldn't help it, he wanted to protect her. He felt the need to. The lost boy gently picked the girl up, trying not to disturb her. He sighed as he carried her back to camp, muttering small nothings as he watched over her. "You found her?" he heard Felix's shouts from camp.

Pan entered the camp with a sleeping Hermione in his arms. "Go back to bed Felix, I'll put her in her tree house." The boy with a scar nodded before turning back to his cabin. Pan struggled, but he refused to ask for help, as he he climbed the ladders of Hermione's tree house. After many slips and fails, Peter reached the top, the glossy wood shining under the moon's light. He lightly kicked open the door to her cabin. Pan carefully laid the girls small figure onto her white sheets, he tucked her in before lightly kissing her forehead. "Goodnight love." The boy turned to the door, "Goodnight Peter." he smiled as the tired girl mumbled in her sleep. He shut the door before retreating to his cabin for the night.

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"Where's Pan?" Hermione asked as she jumped down from her tree house, her cape hood falling down as she did so. "Hunting, he said he wouldn't be long." Thomas, one of the Lost Boys said as he played with a stick. "And Felix?" Without saying anything Thomas pointed to the boys tent. "Thanks Tommy!" she yelled before running in the direction of her best friends tent.

"Morning Scarface." Felix chuckled, "I would call you Hookette, but you punched me last time." Hermione chuckled thinking of the memory. "What did you need?" Hermione shrugged, "Nothing, I'm just bored." Felix sighed, "Your always bored."

The two engaged in small talk, talking about anything and everything. "Actually Felix, I need to tell you something. But you can't tell anyone." Felix nodded. "It's about a boy, a lost boy obviously." The girl began to stutter, "I -I think I'm f-falling for h-him." Felix tilted his head to the side like a confused puppy, "Falling?" Hermione sighed, "Like in love." Felix's eyes widened. "Anyway, I know I shouldn't but this boy, you see, has been nothing but nice to me and I can't help but fall for him! I'm going insane!" Felix chuckled as she ranted, "It's Pan isn't it?" Hermione smacked her hand over his mouth, telling him to 'shh'. "It's just nothing though, isn't it. It has to be!" Felix nodded, "Small nothings. Whatever you say." Hermione began hugging her knees. "I'm falling in love with a bloody demon!" Felix broke out into a fit of laughter at her behavior, "Well if you think about it, a demon and a psycho fit pretty well together." The Petite girl smacked the boy's side. "I'm not a psycho!" Felix rolled his eyes, "The lost boys would say differently."

What Felix and Hermione hadn't realised was that Pan was back from hunting and he had heard the two's entire conversation. And little did Hermione know, the demon was also falling for the psycho.