Title: Forgotten Magic and Wild Flowers 

Author: cjclark

Rating: M for later chapters, but as of the moment it is a K+

Genre: AU

Summary: Set in the late Victorian era, England. Magic is all around us as children, though we are fast to forget as we mature into adults. What if some of us can reach back into that magic & hold on? A magical connection is all that’s needed. 

“When we were in our youth, we had dreams that we could fly. We had friends that were invisible, and love that never died. And as we grew old, and felt the pain, we always knew the truth: that love would heal if we stayed true to the dreams of our youth.” - ‘Our War’, Neon Trees

Excerpt: 

“I know lots of things. I know you’re Penny’s cousin, and that you’ve existed for eight years, and that you love storybooks.”

“But how do you know all of these things?” Blaine suddenly felt very vulnerable. The fairy shrugged.
“I hang about the manor often. More so since you arrived.”
“Why?”
“Gods, you do ask multiple questions, don’t you?” Blaine blushed and the fairy jumped down nimbly from the branch he was sat on. “You’re new. You caught my attention. Plus, you’re such an adorable little thing.” He poked Blaine’s nose and laughed, then did an airborne back flip.
“You talk to me like you’re an adult. Stop that! You’re just a boy!” The fairy sighed, drifting back in front of Blaine.
“I’m sorry. You’re right. I am still young, in fairy years.”
“How old is that?”
“I’m twenty in human years,” the fairy exclaimed proudly, puffing out his chest. Blaine gawped.
“But that’s so OLD!”
“Perhaps to you. But fairy time is very different to human time. One human year to us is like half a year to you. I’m about ten in fairy years, if I had to calculate it like that. We can live for hundreds of years, though. The first few years of our life are very fast, but our growth slows down ever so much when we get older.”
“Oh, okay…but…I still…you can fly!” The fairy squealed excitedly and zipped up into the sky, then back down again.
“That I can.” He shook his wings and Blaine leant his arm out, but hesitated when the fairy shifted. He looked up into his eyes. The fairy looked thoughtful, then nodded. Blaine extended his arm, running his fingers across the surface. The fairy shivered. The wings felt like silk, and shimmering dust fell onto Blaine’s fingers with every stroke.
“Be careful,” the fairy warned. “They’re extremely delicate.” Blaine withdrew his hand. “And very sensitive.”
“Sorry…wait…you can control the wind, can’t you…?” Blaine had so many questions. They were packed inside his brain, desperate to be answered. In response, the fairy flicked his wrist and a gust of wind made the tree shake.
“The air,” the fairy corrected. “I’m a Sylph.”
“What’s that?”
“I’m an air fairy. That’s the name for us. We are the Sylph.”
“Do you have a name? A name that’s just your own?” The Sylph went invisible, then appeared in the tree once more.
“You won’t be able to pronounce it.”
“Can’t you shorten it?” The Sylph looked at him contemplatively, then exhaled and swung from the branch by the backs of his knees. His upside-down face blinked at Blaine. A smile stretched onto his lips.
“Kurt. You can call me Kurt.”

Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7300658/1/Forgotten_Magic_and_Wild_Flowers