Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Narnia or any of the Pevensie's, the only things I own are the plotline and few OC's (from Narnia memories, not love stories), everything else belongs to C.S Lewis.
Authors Note: Helllooo there. Remember me? I know I have been gone a little while but it's because I have just moved and was restricted from the internet for a couple of weeks, very painful indeed. Well this is my first multi-chaptered fic and I would love to thank the lovely vanitys.closet in advance for being my lovely beta, where would I be without her? No where, that's where, well anyhoo I hope you like this, I enjoyed writing it.
Chapter One: Sovereigns No More
Lucy Pevensie stared about the dusty room, stunned. Her three siblings; now back to youthful faces, looked just as shocked.
Lucy felt as though her fifteen years in Narnia were nothing at all, but a fading dream and all the memories of the forgotten London were slowly returning; her mother, her father, her Finchley home, the bombs, the war, the evacuation and the fights among her siblings.
She glanced up as the door slowly creaked open, she saw and remembered Professor Kirk again, as he slowly stepped into the room, clutching something small and round in his hand, he stopped when he saw all four children sprawled on the hard floorboards.
"Oh, there you are," he said, as he smiled lightly at them, "what were you all doing in the wardrobe?" he asked, with a hint of understanding in his wise voice.
Lucy and her siblings all shared an understanding look, before Peter (the oldest and once High King of a country) turned to the Professor, smiling lightly.
"You wouldn't believe us if we told you, Sir." He said and the Professor threw the cricket ball to Peter, who caught it with ease, his quick reflexes still not forgotten.
"Try me." The Professor said simply, all four Pevensie's shared another inquisitive look, before Lucy finally found the courage to speak first.
"Whatever do you mean, Sir?" She asked; surprised by how small and youthful her voice sounded, just like Peter had a minute ago. Apparently, not just awhile ago, he had been a noble king, who was respected by all creatures.
"Perhaps, we should discuss it over at Lunch?" He suggested, while all four of them glanced amongst each other again, before nodding, then struggled to their feet, yet no sooner did they stand up, Edmund was falling back down to the floor again.
Peter rushed to help him, while Edmund shook his head; a scowl emerged across his now, youthful face, as he accepted Peter's hand, then slowly, stood up. "Blast it! I expected my legs to be longer and stronger, not straw." He mumbled and Lucy smiled sympathetically, Edmund was no longer the strong and matured man he had once was. Sadly, at this instance, he was nothing more, than a sack of bones and skin, in itchy English clothing.
"Are you alright?" The Professor asked, as Lucy slowly led her siblings out of the room, trying her best to adjust to her small legs once again, it felt so peculiar to had gone from a beautiful, young lady to a small child again. She felt as though, she was a grown lady trapped in a child's body, and she did not like it at all!
"We are fine, just getting use to being children again." Susan replied simply, as they walked through the large house.
Lucy sighed, as all her memories of Narnia seemed to rapidly fade away, while her old life in England was swiftly returning to her, merging with all the horrid memories as sirens rung through the air, bombs dropped from the sky, having to sleep in that awful bomb shelter all night, as if everything wasn't bad enough, they also had to endure the fights of Peter and Edmund, and their father still fighting in the war, and then, lastly, their mother left alone in an unsafe place London.
"Mrs. MacReady, just the person whom I'm looking for, do you think you could prepare four cups of hot chocolate and some cake?" The Professor asked, as they came across Mrs. MacReady in the dining room, she nodded in reply and gave the four Pevensie's a stern look, before walking towards the kitchen.
Lucy couldn't help but smile; it felt strange seeing humans everywhere, but not centaurs and fauns tottering about the now, fading Cair Paravel.
"All of you, please, sit down." The Professor spoke, as he sat down at the head of the table, Lucy noticed that Peter grimaced at this occurrence; as High King, he was so used to having that place set aside for himself, alone, and nobody else.
Lucy sat next to Edmund, while Peter and Susan sat across them, next to each other. Lucy shifted uncomfortably in the stilted, wooden chair, because, as you can see, she had been so used to the soft, comfortable cushions of Cair Paravel.
"Now, tell me, what happened?" The Professor asked, and all the Pevensie's began speaking simultaneously.
"Well, to start with, we lived there for fifteen years, in Cair Paravel, you know what that is, don't you?"
"We were the only humans in Narnia, while every one else were just mere, strange creatures, that you can never, even find here, only in fairy tales."
"There were several wars, of course, but we found them quite simple, compare to the Battle of Beruna, apprehended by the White Witch, the once tyrant of Narnia. She was not a very nice person, but, I had to learn the hard way to know that. And, she had enchanted Narnia in winter for one hundred years!"
The Professor chuckled lightly as he placed his hands in front of them, and all of them stopped talking immediately, "not all at once, tell me from the beginning." He said simply, and Lucy nodded. She felt, she should be the one to start first, since, she was the first one to have had discovered Narnia.
"Well, at first, Peter and Susan were a little hesitant to explore Narnia. Well, Su was anyway, and Edmund, well, let's not talk about that," Lucy said slowly, as she noticed Edmund set his head down, and Lucy sighed before continuing.
"We were going to see my good friend, Mr. Tumnus, but, we discovered his home ruined, as it turned out, the White Witch had already sent out her secret police to capture him. And then, in the long run, Aslan sacrificed Himself in the place of Edmund, something, we would never desire to speak of, as well. And, there were still a lot more marvelous adventures that we had encountered, of course. But, it seems they are a little blurry, now." Lucy continued and the Professor beamed as he listened to the young girl.
"How long had you been there?" The Professor asked, and this time, Susan spoke.
"We didn't really count the years, one day it would be one year, and the next, another, but I calculated it, it was about fifteen years." Susan answered, and the Professor nodded with comprehension.
Lucy took a sip of her hot chocolate and sighed, it didn't tasted as nice and as tasty as the hot chocolate Mr. Tumnus had used to let her drink, but she figured nothing tasted as nice in England as it did in Narnia.
"What about you, Professor? How did you know about Narnia?" Lucy suddenly queried. Wanting to know how the Professor knew of the land inside the wardrobe. It was very obvious that the Professor had known this magical land before, because, he didn't seemed surprised at all, even before.
"Oh, everything seems a little hazy now, but I was with a lovely, young girl, by the name of Polly, she accurately remembers at lot more than I do." He said; a look of remorse crossing his eyes and Lucy figured he didn't want to speak of it anymore, so she didn't press the matter.
"Would you like to hear the story of the wardrobe?" He asked, and all four Pevensie's nodded their head eagerly.
"Well, it actually began with an apple core, an apple from Narnia, it was to heal my dying mother," the Professor began, and Lucy felt empathy rush through her, she would never know what to do, if her mother became ill, "and once, my mother finished the apple, she gave the core to me, and I buried it in my backyard along with two special rings, that Aslan ordered me to safeguard, so there'll be no more mishaps," he said, and Lucy smiled at the mention of her beloved, Aslan.
"Many years later it had grown into a lovely and sturdy apple tree, though, I never ate any apples from it, I just let them gleam in the sunlight. But unfortunately, the tree had been blown down, during a heavy storm. I had not the heart to have it cut into pieces, so I had it made into a spectacular wardrobe, instead. That wardrobe." The Professor finished and Lucy beamed. So, this is why the wardrobe had been there, the wardrobe was the way to led her to Narnia, and then, she finally understood why she felt so associated to it.
"What are those rings you had just mentioned? Did you dig them up?" Peter asked, before taking a mouthful of chocolate cake, the Professor shook his head.
"No, no, I just left them there, I'm positive they are still there."
"Have you ever thought, about going to dig them up?" Susan asked with a confounded eyebrow raised, he shook his head.
"No, I mean, of course, I've pondered with it, though. But, I've never gone back and search for them, I obeyed Aslan's wishes." The Professor replied, and Lucy nodded sympathetically, she would like to see those magical rings, as well.
"Now enough about my story, I would like to hear more about yours." The Professor said, as he listened intently, while they all initiated with their marvelous adventures in Narnia.
Lucy sighed in annoyance as she tossed and turned in her bed, Susan was sleeping soundly already, and yet, Lucy could not sleep at all, not with the fading memories of Narnia still whirling around her mind, she had to see! She had to see if she could go back to Narnia!
She hurriedly slipped out of the bed and grabbed the candle that had been flicking on her bedside, she grabbed her pink nightgown, and then, she unhurriedly slipped it on her small shoulders and staggered out of the room, her eyes adjusting to the darkness around her.
Lucy felt as though, she was the only one missing Narnia the most. Her siblings seemed to have accepted that, as if it were just a passing fantasy, in which they had all shared together. They weren't even attempting to get back to Narnia, either; it was as though, they had already understood Aslan's will for them to leave Narnia.
She opened the door of the wardrobe room, and then glanced around. The wardrobe was once again, looming at her, almost laughing at her. She walked towards it, trying her best not to run and swing open the wardrobe to see, if the Narnian wind would blow out her candle, just like it had the second time she ventured into the magical country.
She carefully opened the door and peered inside; she felt her heart dropped as she saw only the hard wood of the back wardrobe.
"I don't think, you'll get back in that way," a familiar voice said, causing Lucy to pull her head out and saw the Professor rose from a windowsill and walk towards her, she smiled sympathetically at him.
"You see, I've already tried." He said, as he walked towards her, he peeked inside the wardrobe as he stood next to her.
"Will be able to go back again?" Lucy asked; if anyone in England would know, it would be him.
"Oh, I expect so," he said as he gently shut the door with a creak, "but, it'll suitably happen when you're not aware or looking for it." He said and Lucy smiled appreciatively at him, as he took her hand and they began walking out of the room.
"All the same," he said; stopping and glancing down at her, "best to keep your eyes open." He whispered before they slowly walked out of the room, leaving the wardrobe sadly behind.
"Now," The Professor asked quietly, "how about some more hot chocolate?" Lucy gladly, smiled up at him and nodded, she took one glance at the door and she could have sworn she heard a Lion' roar in the distance.
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