A/N: First of all, my name on this site used to be Sandersonsisters. I have managed to forget my password and the e-mail I used under that name is no longer active, so I cant remember the books. I haven't read them in a long time. And most of this chapter is right out of the movie, so it really isn't mine and I dont see. Curious, he made his way over to the group, only to see his sisters looking on in horror. Feeling dread well in his stomach, Edmund turned slowly to see who exactly the crowd was cheering on. He already knew what he would find and wasnt the first time they had been in this situation, and Edmund doubted it would be the last. "Edmund!" He heard his sister, Lucy, scream as he tackled into the bigger boy that was going to attack his brother.
He moved effortlessly, his body reacting without thought. This was the same thing he had done time and time again, although he had been taller and stronger in most of those. The others, well, this had become a common occurrence with his older brother and once King. He knew he shouldnt.
It was only a moment later when he heard a whistle blow and found himself being pulled away from the fight. "Act your age," a man growled at Peter, pushing both of them away from the other boys.
Edmund shook his head at the glare on his brother Peter snapped back. Edmund merely rolled his eyes. He hadnt stepped in t be thanked. He should stop asking for it.
Susan and Peter started arguing and Edmund tuned out. It was the same thing every time. They might return to Narnia one day, maybe, but Peter needed to learn that in England, he wasns voice turned frantic. re talking to me.s dramatics. "Uh, we are talking to you," he replied snarkily, still upset about his brothert aware of.
"Something pinched me!"
"Stop!" Peter snapped, glaring at Edmund.
"I'm not touching you!" Edmund protested.
Suddenly a huge gust of wind hit the four children, who were now all on their feet. "What is this?!"
"It feels like magic," Lucy answered, a huge smile plastered on her face. Edmund felt his heart skip a beat at the answer.
"Everyone hold hands!" Susan ordered.
"I'm not holding your hand!" Edmund snapped, still irritated with his older brother and not wanting to appear in Narnia holding his hand like an infant. Peter snarled back and grabbed his hand anyway.
And thatt want to move. What if they were wrong? What if they werent go through that again only to leave it behind. It was Peter that moved forward first, slowly followed by Lucy and Susan. Edmund moved last, not wanting to give up the dream of being back where he so desperately wanted to be. They all made their way up the cliffs, then started wandering separately around the ruins.
This all looks so familiar. Edmund thought to himself as he moved around the stones. He felt like he knew the answer, but it was just out of his reach, slipping away.
"I wonder who lived here," Lucy's voice drifted over to him.
"I think we did," Susan answered a moment later.
Edmund frowned slightly before walking to where his sisters were standing. He saw the two of them staring at something in Susan if someone had attacked Narnia, wouldnt have been. Everything was exactly the way they had left it t notice. He took a deep breath as memories that had been pushed to the side suddenly rushed into his mind.