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Life palpitated everywhere. Excited smiles in rosed faces ran around the room, whispering from ear to ear that someone was going "home" today.
As Sister Mary-Lucile entered the room busting with energy, all the kids stopped combing each other's hair or tying each other's ties and bows and quickly sat down, eagerly watching us.
I frowned, like a severe teacher would as he entered the classroom and ran my eyes by the little round faces that timidly examined me back.
-This is Sir LeGrenon. He wishes to take one of you home for….. Three months.
The last part of the phrase made the children tilt their heads. Whispering things to each other until a small boy sulked out loud.
-…Only three months?
-Yes. Three months, - I answered, nodding as locking my hands behind my back. – That way, the child that I'll take will see if he or she likes me and my home or not.
I didn't want the infants to feel bad about that fat psychologist's experiment. And besides! That argument seemed to have let the kids feel more comfortable with my presence, but the sulky boy gently frowned and crossed his arms.
-And what if we like you and your home? Can't we stay there?
He trapped me! Children and their simple questions!
I looked at the nun begging for help from deep within my iris, but she pretended she didn't listen and went fix one of the boy's shirt. I'm quite sure I noticed a mocking grin on her cracked lips. I had to think of something.
-Well …Mr.?
-My name is Ike. And I'm no mister because I don't have a last name.
He said as he tilted his head, his childish glare not leaving my eyes. I took deep breath thinking about an answer:
-Well, Ike. No. Even if, after the three months, the child likes me and my home or not …I won't…take that lad home, nor any other.
As each word rolled from my lips, the once exciting aura became cold. The children stared at me silently, perhaps wondering if I was mocking them.  
Shrugging my shoulders, I ruffled my hair and waved my hands. The least, the better! That way I didn't had to make that idiotic experience. So, I continued.
- It isn't obligatory, you know. I do understand the situation and it isn't the most favorable for you. It's like having a small bite at a delicious cake then seeing it being taken from you. So, if none of you wish to come, I under-
-I would like to go with you, Sire. I want to take that bite anyways!
I turned my eyes. That bloody sulky boy Ike had raised his arm with a foolish smile on his lips! A foolishly truthful smile that stood out of that small crowd of soft, sad frowns. My plans of escaping were doomed. Five minutes after, I was signing a contract while the boy had gone to prepare his luggage.  Sister Mary-Lucile smirked hearing my grumbles as I signed the paper.
-It isn't obligatory, you know? I do understand the situation and, sincerely, it isn't the most favorable for you…
I stared at her as she quoted me with an amused smile on her face.

Hell. I was now officially in hell.

Harry's Odyssey
And the last part of the Prologue.

Summary: He get's a kid. Over.

From now on, it'll be comics about Harry's quest in teaching this kid about his ideals, reasons, beliefs, taboos and so on.
Will he accomplish it?? *spoiler* Of course he will.

To read this Prologue, I advice you to hear the sountrack of "Finding Neverland". It was the music I was hearing while writting this.

Harry, Ike, Sister and pretty much every character here belong tah meh. @
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sopphs Featured By Owner Aug 29, 2011  Student Writer
I'm loving this story! The way you write is so intriguing and perfect for this type of story, and Harry seems to have everything to be an amazing character!
Allysterio Featured By Owner Aug 29, 2011  Student General Artist
Haha! Thank you very much!
It delights me to hear that you're enjoying it!
I'll keep up with my best!
Bousset-Wilde Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2011   Digital Artist
:love: OH!Mira que escritura peleando con Oscar Wilde para ser el mejor...pero, él te ganó, quizá le llegemos a sus talones.

My boy!You write as a good muse!You need to tell her that she needs to visit me :iconwhutfaceplz:

I miss so much or dandy talks ;3;
Allysterio Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2011  Student General Artist
Oh, I wouldn't dare to even compare to Mr. Wilde's writing.
Oh, I missed you to milady!
Ah...Our dandily conversations! I :heart: them.
Bousset-Wilde Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2011   Digital Artist
I lovely our conversations
Allysterio Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2011  Student General Artist
:heart: them.
Bousset-Wilde Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2011   Digital Artist
:heart: you
Allysterio Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2011  Student General Artist
How very kind!
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