Immediately after Ned had said that, Peter had questioned him, attacking him with words.

He needed to know when Harry was coming - why he was coming. He needed to know how on earth Ned knew. He needed to know what to do, where Harry was going to be.

He needed to know everything.

After Ned had been fully grilled -

"Pete, all that I know is that people at school have been saying he's going to come back. Someone eavesdropped on Norman Osborn and found out that Harry's coming back. I don't remember much more than that."

- and Peter had found out all the information he could -

"I think he's coming back to the school the day after he gets back, we should be able to see him there. And Pete? Just wear your normal clothes. He's not going to expect you to be in some fancy getup for him, is he?"

- he spent some more time with Ned at his house, talking about LEGOs, Star Wars, and other things.

But his mind kept drifting back to Harry.

How could Norman have called him back? He could have sworn he had put him in a high security prison a while ago because of the Green Goblin... situation.

In fact, he specifically remembered telling the police to not let him out until he was back to his usual self and stable again.

Because, in all honesty, Peter knew that when Norman became the Green Goblin, he didn't change. He was always like that, he just didn't show it in public.

Harry has told him how it went. He'd go home, if Peter was with him he'd get a hug and a small kiss on the top of his head.

If Peter wasn't with him, however... It was worse.

Harry got home, ignored by his father. He'd sit down for dinner, and Norman wouldn't show up. When Harry asked him questions, he'd reply with, "Not now, son, I'm busy."

Two-faced, Harry had called him.

Quite literally now, Peter supposed.

He wondered... Did Harry know about his father turning into the Green Goblin? Had he kept up with the New York news? The Daily Bugle wasn't really reliable (Peter just didn't like the hate against his alter ego), but surely he would've known what was going on.

Right?

Maybe he didn't keep in touch with the entire city.

After all, Harry had promised to keep in touch with him and Ned, and since he or Ned didn't own a phone (Peter was too poor and Ned's mother claimed that he was too young), he said he'd write them letters.

He wrote two. For them each.

Then one day, after two weeks (one letter a week) he'd stopped replying.

Peter and Ned has started getting worried. Their words were even more scrambled than usual, and they felt that maybe Harry didn't write because they could hardly understand them.

In the end, they settled with short letters, as they figured that maybe Harry hadn't been able to read the past ones and that's why he couldn't answer them.

Dear Harry,

How are you? Please answer. We haven't spoken to you forever. You promised to stay in contact!

Hopefully you'll answer soon.

Bye! Peter.

P. S. This is Ned. Peter didn't tell me he was writing (that was also really short, which is bad for you, but eh, as long as you answer this time). See you soon, maybe! Ned.

Peter remembered Harry's last letter to him. If he searched deep enough in his desk, he was sure he'd be able to find both letters.

Dear Peter,

I'm good, thank you for asking! Boarding school is absolute trash, I wish I could be back with you and Ned. Even though Flash is annoying.

He doesn't still bully you, by the way, does he? I know he stopped for a bit after I publicly claimed to be friends with you (I learn that word today. 'Publicly'), but I don't know if he's gone back to his old ways.

This school? Way better than Midtown. Except... almost worse. The teachers are good, the lessons are pretty good, but the kids aren't. And I know I'm a kid too, and I can't really say that, but it's not the same without you or Ned.

I know it'll be a while until I come back. My dad said so - he doesn't trust me being around you or Ned. In the summer, I don't know what I'll do. Maybe he'll rent a house near where I am. You know we have the money for it.

Sorry, I know you feel bad when I mention the whole 'rich' thing. To be honest, you're the one who keeps on refusing the money when I've been offering, so it's all you.

How's Aunt May and Uncle Ben, by the way? (Remember, when I first came to your house they were so happy that you finally brought a friend round that they insisted I called them that?)

Oh, and Ned, if you're reading this over Peter's shoulder, like always, then hi! I hope you're okay, maybe we'll be able to see each other soon!

Well, that's all for now. I'll write as soon as I have time. Bye!

From Harry

Peter was shook out of his daydream by Ned, who was continuously shouting in his ear.

"-ter! Peter! Look at me in the eye and tell me you're not dead!"

"Ned - Ned! I'm breathing. I was always breathing, I don't get -?" Peter trailed off, hearing Ned's mom's voice. "Wait a second, listen to what she's saying."

"Ned, honey! You've got a letter!"

Peter and Ned immediately looked at each other, hope evident in their eyes. Could it be -?

But no, he'd stopped writing to them ages ago, it couldn't be.

"Coming, mom!" Ned called, jumping up from his bed and going down the stairs, Peter following suit. "Who does it say it's from?"

"I haven't opened it, I thought you and Peter could open it together," she said with a mysterious grin. Ned shrugged and opened it, reading it aloud.

Peter wouldn't be able to see over his shoulder. He was too short.

"Dear Peter and Ned," he read out, raising his eyebrow at Peter's name. "Well, I hope Peter's there, anyway. It'd be awkward if he wasn't. Er - open the door, I guess. Bye!"

Ned gave Peter a strange look, and he responded the same way, shrugging.

"Shall we open the door?" he asked. Ned nodded, before doing so.

He stood in front of the door, mouth open in shock, eyes wide. Peter couldn't see past Ned, as he was way taller than he was, and gave him a small poke.

"Hey, tell me who it is!" he exclaimed. "Is it - is it -!"

Ned moved out the way slowly, making Peter anticipate seeing whoever was at the door even more.

Harry Osborn greeted him.

"Harry!" he shrieked, running over and jumping on top of him, giving him a massive hug. "We haven't seen you in forever! So, how have you been? We've missed you so much! How was boarding school? How's Norman? Is everything okay? I thought we would have to wait for school! Wait, how is -?"

"Woah, woah, woah, Pete," Harry said, giving him a grin as he pushed his hair away from his eyes. "Barely been here a minute and you're already giving me questions. Let me get in the door first, yeah?"

Peter nodded excitedly, grabbing Ned and Harry's arms and pulling them up to Ned's room.

Mrs Leeds laughed as she watched the sight.

~~~

"So you're telling me that your dad didn't want you to come home at all? Why?" Peter asked, confused at Harry's explanation.

"I told you, Peter," Harry said, rolling his eyes fondly. "It's because he thinks that you and Ned are bad influences, remember? Honestly, you're the exact same as you were when you were younger."

"No I'm not!" Peter protested. He then gave a wicked grin. "I'm even more annoying than I was before!"

"Oh no!" Harry exclaimed dramatically, Ned silently laughing on his bed. "Who can save me from this cruel fate? Anyone?"

Ned stifled his laughter.

"I shall, do not fear!" he shouted.

The three were able to head Mrs Leeds muffled, "Quiet!"

They burst into more laughter.

They hadn't seen each other in forever.

But it was totally worth it for this reunion.

Peter gave a small gasp as he took a quick glance at his phone when he had the chance.

52 missed calls: Irondad
13 messages: Irondad

I found out something important, come home quick. [5:43]
Peter? Where are you? [6:21]
I've waited ages for you, answer your phone. [6:22]
Are you at Ned's? [7:38]
Why aren't you home yet? [7:45]
Peter, it's getting late. [9:42]
Come home now, Peter Benjamin Parker-Stark, or you'll be in massive trouble. [9:42]
This is my last warning. [9:50]
I'll tell Pepper. [9:50]
Pepper has been told. [9:58]
Hell is going to rain down upon you. [10:29]
You asked for it. [10:47]
COME HOME! [11:14]

6 missed calls: Salt&Pepper
3 messages: Salt&Pepper

Tony told me you aren't home. [10:00]
No chocolate until I see fit. [10:12]
Home, now. [11:22][

Peter gulped audibly, Ned and Harry managing to hear (somehow. Peter was sure that they both had enhanced hearing too).

"What's wrong, Pete?" Ned asked, concerned. Harry echoed him a few seconds later.

"Oh, it's nothing, just my foster parents getting annoyed at me. I wasn't home by curfew, they'll be pretty mad," Peter said, grabbing his jacket and his phone, standing up.

"Foster parents?" Harry questioned, also standing up. At Ned's curious look, he elaborated. "I haven't been here in forever. There's bound to be some stuff I don't know. And my dad's going to be worried about me too. It's almost half eleven."

Peter groaned when he checked his phone to see that Harry was right.

"I'm gonna be killed," he said, hanging his head down in defeat. "Wish me luck!"

He ran out of the house, giving a hurried goodbye to Mrs Leeds before he ran home, not giving Ned or Harry a chance to speak.

~~~

"Curfew, young man, is at ten. We've given you liberty, and you decide to throw it in our faces? Tony had something important to tell you, but now there's no time!" Pepper exploded, giving Peter a stern look.

"I'm sorry -" Peter tried, but Pepper cut him off.

"Sorry isn't good enough! You know, Tony and I thought you'd been kidnapped again! Again! The first time was bad enough, can you imagine a second time? Not only would it be bad for you, but me and Tony too!"

Suddenly, Pepper's expression softened.

"I'm only doing this because I care about you, okay? I don't want you getting hurt again. It can't happen again. I don't know what I'd do without you," she whispered, giving him a hug.

Peter conceded to it, before letting go and looking up at her in the eye.

"There's a reason I was out so late, though," he said, giving a small nervous smile.

Tony, from behind Pepper, gave him a thumbs up and mouthed to him. Keep going, she's calming down!

He gave him a conspicuous nod.

"Basically, I was at Ned's," he began, when Pepper cut him off.

"Why didn't you tell us? You can stay at your friend's house if you want to - but why so long?"

"I'm getting to that part, I swear," he said, giving another small smile. "It wasn't just Ned there -"

"Were you at a party? Peter! You should've told us!" Tony protested, giving him a mock glare.

"Dad!" Peter complained. "Let me finish!"

"Okay, okay," Tony said in defeat, putting his hands up in surrender. Peter rolled his eyes.

"Thank you," he said sarcastically. "And anyway, I was there for so long because... because... Harry finally came back!"

The last few words he said in a rush, but Pepper and Tony caught it. They gave each other a look, before Tony told Peter to sit down. Pepper walked out of the room, already knowing what he was going to say.

"It's great, isn't it?" Peter hurried on. "Me and Ned haven't seen him in forever, and now we finally are!"

"Peter, it's great, really, but there's something else I need to tell you. You need to get ready for this, okay? I'd tell you to sit down, but you already are..."

Peter gave Tony a raised eyebrow.

"What's going on? Is it important?"

Tony gave a deep breath before he spoke.

"Are you ready?"

Peter tilted his head. "I thought I was, but now I'm not too sure... tell me anyway."

"The person who captured you at HYDRA?" Tony began, readying himself. "The person who tortured you? We found out who it is."

"And who is it?" Peter asked, almost dreading the answer.

Tony steeled himself.

"The Green Goblin. Harry Osborn's father."

2176 words, everybody!

And wowww I'm tired. I wrote that in about three hours because I was focused on Endgame and it hurt me and yeah

I'm taking CEM0414 advice and not doing any one shots or anything for the next two and a half weeks, I think it is now. I'd recommend you do the same, and if you do something, write the word spoilers, okay?

On that note, let me just say something quickly ~

The authors note for chapter sixteen is a looonnggg one. If you haven't read "Kid" then you won't know this, but... Hunted ends on chapter sixteen.

I know, it's sad, but there WILL be a sequel! So whoo to that!

I won't be revealing the name to it until chapter sixteen, but let me just say a massive thank you to everyone who's voted and commented and even just read it!

All of you have gotten it to over 6K reads, and I thank you so much! The prologue has over 800 by itself, and I really appreciate everything!

Thank you for sticking with me for this long, and I hope you'll stick with me for the next two chapters!

(Also, I'd recommend you read the authors note on chapter sixteen. Just saying.)

With that, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I'll see you all soon!

See you next next Thursday, my young Wattpadians!

Edit: I changed your to young. Dam you, autocorrect.

- WriteCrazyForLife

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