Hey guys! this is my first Narnia series, and i hope you guys like it! please let me know what you think it really would mean a lot to me!

Disclaimer: I do not own and of C.S. Lewis' wonderful creations on which i base this fanfiction.

Summary: Peter Pevensie already had the responsibility of big brother, but with the war going on, a close family friend wants reassurance and stability for her Daughter's future…a.k.a marriage.

Chapter One

Autumn Dackersfield or otherwise known as Autumn soon-to-be-Pevensie sighed as she placed her small suitcase on the cot in the spare room of the Pevensie household. As if it wasn't bad enough that she is stuck in an arranged merger with the less-than-pleasant Peter Michael Pevensie, but worse, her mother thinks it best that they grow 'comfortable with each other' before the wedding. Mother saw that as 'plenty of time' to get to know each other. Ha! As if they wanted to know each other! He was an immature little prat from what she remembers when she first met him before the war took both of their fathers away. And as far as she knew, he thought she was a thorn in his side, a silly girl.

A soft knock came at her door, "Yes? Who is it?"

"It's Susan, may I come in?"

Autumn opened her door with difficulty, for the door was too big for the frame, but smiled happily at her future sister-in-law. The only upside to marrying Peter, was marrying his family, too. She adored the Pevensie's (save one) and they loved her in return; except for Peter of course.

"Are you hungry, Autumn? It was a long train ride I heard."

Autumn shook her head lightly, "I'm alright. I think I'll just get settled in and then go to bed, but thank you."

"Well, if you need anything, just let anyone of us know," Susan went to leave but suddenly added as an after thought, "and don't hesitate to snoop and search around. This is, after all, your home too."

Even if Autumn was happy to become their sister, it still saddened her, I mean, why shouldn't it? She was being forced into a marriage to a boy she didn't love, or really like for that matter.


Autumn was getting ready for bed when she heard the siren's go off. Her eyes widened as the sounds of explosions filled the air; they were horribly close. She heard the shouting of the Pevensie's and made for her door when a bomb dropped and shook the whole house. She pulled at the door, but it was of no use. It wouldn't budge, she was stuck, and the bombs were getting closer by the minute.


Over his mother's frantic shouting and Lucy's sobbing as they ran for the bomb shelter, Peter heard Edmund shout something about father as he turned around back for the house. Peter went after him against Mother's wishes and finally caught up with Edmund just in time to tackle him away from a shattering window. Peter pulled him up roughly and they raced back to the shelter. Peter nearly threw Edmund down the stairs and angrily shouted, "Why can't you think of anyone but yourself? You're so selfish! You could've got us kill! Why can't you do as you're told?"

"Peter!" Mother shouted in a frantic cry.

"What!" Peter yelled in frustration.

"Peter, where is your wife!"


"Come on! Budge!" Autumn whimpered desperately, "Oh why did this have to happen now!"

"Autumn!"

Autumn never thought she'd be happy to hear her fiancé's voice, "Peter! Help it's stuck!"

Autumn heard him struggle with the door and than utter a curse, "Stand back!"

She obeyed and the door was kicked in and Peter hurried threw and grabbed her wrist as they sprinted down the stairs and out of the house toward the safe haven of the bomb shelter. As they neared Peter pushed her through the opening as he quickly followed after, shutting the door behind him. The family gathered around Autumn, checking and asking how she was. Peter stood panting as he looked over to see the condition of his future bride.

"Are you alright?" he asked firmly, but gentle.

Autumn's jade eyes met Peter's sapphire eyes and she simply nodded, and was then pulled away by a frantic Lucy.


The five children all stood clumped together in the crowded train station, hugging there mother goodbye.

"You take good care of your wife, sisters, and brother Peter. Promise me you'll look after them."

Peter hugged his mother affectionately and swallowed back a sob as he choked out, "I will Mum."

She took a final look at her eldest son before she affectionately patted down his jacket and bid him a teary farewell.

After boarding the train, Peter had stayed to talk with the head of the car, asking about where their stop exactly was, while Susan led the rest of them down to a compartment. She entered but as Lucy made way to go in a larger, fatter, and older kid shoved into her, trying to get into the compartment across.

"Watch it, squirt."

Lucy scowled and was going to reply, but Edmund got to it first, "You watch it."

The boy shoved him roughly as well, "What'd you say to me, you little—

"I say, what is the meaning of this rough housing?" Autumn intervened between her future in-law and the pudgy bloke, "Why don't you pick on someone your own size!"

The boy snatched her wrist tightly and tugged her to him, "You mean someone like you doll-face?"

A hand gripped the boy's and wretched it off of Autumn and grasped her own, "Someone like me, you little bugger," Peter said heatedly as he stepped in front of Autumn and his siblings, "And should you ever touch my girlfriend or any of my siblings again I will roll you all over this country side, is that clear?"

the boy merely nodded up at Peter before scampering into his compartment.

Susan looked at Peter sternly as everyone began to sit down, "Now was that really necessary?"

"Absolutely!" Edmund exclaimed, "It certainly made my day worth it! I never knew you were that tough Peter!"

Peter lightly chuckled, "Not hardly, Ed. The bloke just backed off when he saw I was a big brother."

"And a beau," Lucy added innocently enough but it caused an awkward tension to fall between the two…love birds.

After the long train ride, the five finally reached their stop. As they stepped onto the platform they heard the motor of a car and quickly hurried down the steps only to have the car pass on by.

"I don't understand," Susan started, "The Professor knew we were coming."

"Perhaps we've been incorrectly labeled." Edmund suggested as he examined his ticket. Suddenly the sound of hooves could be heard, and pretty soon the children saw a woman on a horse drawn carriage.

When she stopped in front of them Peter looked to everyone a little unsure, "Mrs.…MaCready?"

"I'm afraid so," the uptight women said. She scanned over them, "Is this it then? Haven't you brought anything else?

"No Ma'am," Autumn said slowly as she glanced up at Peter.

"It's just us," Peter finished.

Mrs. MaCreedy raised an eyebrow at the children, "Small favors."

Ah! i hate how short this is! but don't worry, i have the next chapter nearly done. it'll be posted no matter how many reviews i recieve, but don't get used to that treatment! i still would really appreciate reviews.