Hey everyone welcome to my new story :)

I was having a blank on my other story so the task is slowing down a little, but I wrote an emotional chapter for you guys

Disclaimer: I do not Harry potter or The Chronicles of Narnia, all rights and characters go to their respective owners

(prologue)

As the Pevensies hopped off the train they finally realised how much they miss home, London would never count as their home anymore. Home for the Kings and Queens was Cair Paverel in Narnia.
The High Kings eyes scanned his eyes around for his mother but his searching was quickly diverted to his youngest sister giving a series of coughs in response to the polluted London air. Peter felt his own nose scrunch up at the smell. It was hard for them adjusting to the country side air from Narnia's sweet air.
That is not the only thing that has changed since they came back, he had developed a regal air and he screamed justice and power, Susan had become a graceful woman, his brother Edmund had changed the most - Edmund was no longer the arrogant young boy, but now a calculating young man. Peter had never seen Lucy so free yet unhappy, you could see in her eyes horrors of war and the sadness of returning to London, but still being the valiant queen she is.

His eyes turned to the crowds again and he spotted his mother over the crowd, he waved to the woman and grabbed Lucy's hand
"Come on Lu" he said to his sister, she smiled and offered her bag to her brother, they each took a deep breath and walked together towards their mother. The crowd parted at the line of the siblings and some feeling the need to bow at these children who were so much older than they looked. They walked inline the same way the royals always did when walking up to their thrones. The Just, Magnificent, Gentle and Valiant finally reached their mother and they each gave their mother a warm smile.

"Hi mum" Edmund smiled to Helen, was gobsmaked that this was her youngest son, she never remembered him smiling at her in the last couple of years
"Oh Edmund" she whispered as she pulled her children into a hug, as she pulled away she asked her son "Edmund you have changed, I never remember you allowing me to hug you." As she directed her gaze to him
"It's not just Edmund that has changed all of us have" Peter spoke up as he smiled to his brother, Helen was worried a fight would break out, but was shocked when Edmund smiled back, she remembered every time Peter interrupted Edmund a fight would break out. She felt something grab her arm and give her shirt a pull and Helen looked down
"Mummy let's go"
"Yes let's go home" as she pulled her daughter's hand
The other three siblings followed behind picking up the luggage and walked to the exit. Only stopping at the end to look back at the train once more saying goodbye to the last tie to the country and Narnia, turning back to their mother and Lucy and walked out of kings cross station.

Professor Albus Dumbledore was sitting at his desk watching the quill write out the names for the students for the next batch of first year students when suddenly the quill stops writing and starts twitching, this got his complete attention. Suddenly the quill zoomed across the room towards the list of third year students and knocks the long scroll to the ground.
He stands up out of his chair and walks towards the fallen scroll and picks it up, The headmaster turns his head when he hears another scroll hit the ground, he walks over to the list of second year students and picks it up. Currently completely baffled he walks over to his desk on which the green quill is twitching itching to write.
Curious he opens the third year scroll and lays it out on the large desk, the quill shoots up and moves to the bottom of the piece of parchment and writes at the bottom 'Peter Pevensie, Finchley age 13' written in bright red cursive writing.
'A new student in third year, what?' He thought, 'there has hardly been any late admittances' seeing the quill twitch agian over the second year scroll he lays it open and the quill once again moves to the bottom of the page and at the bottom of the scroll and wrote,
'Susan Pevensie, Finchley age 12'
'Siblings?' He wondered as he watched the quill shoot back to the first year scroll, he watched the quill to see if it was back to normal when the next name written was 'Edmund Pevensie, Finchley age 11'
'A third sibling, these children must be special, and all muggleborn, I shall be the one to visit this family' he concluded preparing to deliver some very special letters

Haha, I reread this chapter and changed a few words and stuff but not much

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