"A curse?" Felix repeated. "No Felix, thee curse." Hermione quickly read over the words that were wrote in cursive on the tiny scroll. "The curse that tore everyone from the Enchanted Forest." Hermione nodded, "The one that Regina used to drop everyone here." Pan nodded. "Wait so you broke 'Mione and I out of jail to talk about how everyone got here?" "No Scarface, he has a plan." Hermione said as if the answer was obvious. "I broke you two out of jail to use this curse, everyone will forget who they are. And we'll have what we've always wanted." Hermione rubbed her hands together eagerly. She may have helped Emma and she may have forgiven her dad but she was always going to choose Pan's side. She was a Lost Girl by heart, after all. 

"Time will stand still here in Storybrooke. And we will be in charge." Hermione smiled slightly as the lights of the town flickered on. "Of this whole place?" Pan nodded. "Yes, and when we're done with it." Hermione's smile grew. "It's going to be the new Neverland." She had figure out the plan. 

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Hermione leant over a well, tracing a finger over the overgrown weeds and cracks that formed around the well, as she waited for Felix and Peter to catch up. "You never fail to amaze me Peter." Felix said as the two joined the girl. "Outwitting the Evil Queen in less than a day." Hermione carried on, "It's impressive." Pan and Felix now looked into the well with Hermione. "She loves the boy. And that makes her weak." Henry's eyes flickered towards Hermione, his brown eyes flashing green for a split second; Henry was Regina's and she was his. 

"This is it Peter." Hermione said, looking up at the two boys. "This is where we'll cast it." Felix handed Pan the ingredients, and he began his work. "When it's done." Felix asked, "Will they all be dead." Hermione's eyes widened, did Peter break his promise? Was he going to kill everyone? "Worse, they'll be slaves on this new land we're making." The girl let out a sigh of relief, everyone being slaves, was something she could live with. 

She may have been able to kill back at Neverland, but now guilt flooded her veins. She couldn't stand to think that she once had a lust for blood. The thought of herself having blood on her hands scared her, even if she already had dry blood on her, she couldn't afford to have anymore. She didn't want to kill. Storybrooke changed her. Neverland has its toll on people, Neverland had made her a psycho and when she left, that toll washed away. 

"Death is final, Felix. They're suffering will be eternal." Hermione stood still, watching as Peter made the curse. Within minutes the scroll was dropped into the depths of the wishing well, causing both Hermione and Felix's curious minds to peer over. "What she did, is child's play compared to what I have in mind." Hermione allowed a smirk to cross her face, she couldn't help but fall for the boy, even with his wicked way, even if innocent people would forget, even if her father would forget her. She didn't care, she would have Peter and that's all she cared for at that moment. 

"I knew you'd win." Felix said, glancing at Hermione who was sat on the floor, "Peter Pan never fails." Hermione glanced up at the stars every so often, smiling at the second star to the right. She would retort her attention back to Peter and Felix every few seconds or so, upon hearing a splash. 

"It's not working Peter." Hermione sighed as she joined the two boys. "Are we missing something?" Felix asked, causing Henry's body to leave it's leaning position. "Yes," "What is it?" Felix and 'Mione said in union, both as curious as children finding out about a surprise. "The heart of the thing I love most." Hermione stumbled back. That was her. Wasn't it? "You mean your sons heart? Rumpelstiltskin?" Hermione closed her eyes, "No, I never loved Rumple." Felix stepped forward, "Then whose heart do we need?" Hermione took a few steps forwards. "Mine. Your talking about mine aren't you?" Peter shook his head slightly, "It would have been yours love, but you see, I need a heart from someone that believes in me." He began to pace around Hermione and Felix. "Someone with a pure heart. And you 'Mione don't own that heart. I love you, I do." Pan stopped at Felix's feet. "But the second thing I love the most. Is a friend. Someone loyal. Someone I trust." Felix took a step back, "Me." Hermione gulped, "No. It doesn't matter about the curse Peter, we can just leave, find a way to Neverland. I've got a new plan. One where no one dies!" 

Peter obviously didn't listen to Hermione's plead for her best friends life. "Don't be afraid. Be flattered." Hermione screamed as Pan took Felix's heart, the pulsating thing was as a ruby, no darkness in sight. Felix was innocent and Hermione really wished he had killed someone. The Lost Girl grabbed the boy, steadying him as he screamed out in pain, "Peter stop this, please." Tears formed in her eyes. "Lost boys don't say please." Hermione cried as Felix fell to the floor, Peter slowly crushing it heart over the well. "I'm sorry Felix." Hermione whispered as the boy lay, "Lost boys also don't apologise." Hermione sobbed as she held her best friend's body. The heat leaving it quickly. "I'm not a lost boy Pan, I'm a girl." Peter roughly took her by the arm. "Your a lost girl at heart love."