"Professor, you can't possibly believe this story!" Eliza cried, staring incredulously at the old man. Her four younger siblings, Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy, sat before them in the professor's office, after he and Eliza had seen
the four fall from the wardrobe in the spare room.
The four had devised a tale of a magical place called Narnia, where there were talking animals, fauns, centaurs and a mystical lion named Aslan. The four had fought in a war, and been crowned kings and queens. They had ruled for years, when unexpectedly they found the wardrobe again and reappeared exactly the moment when they had left.
Now, the professor was staring at the four children before him with obvious interest, while Eliza sat dumbstruck at his side.
"This is obviously some childish game that they came up with to satisfy Lucy," she insisted, looking between the professor and her family. "It can't possibly be real!"
The professor looked at Eliza with a curious expression. "They are your brothers and sisters," he said gently. "Don't you believe them?"
Eliza stood from her chair suddenly, knocking it over in her haste. "Of course I don't!" she cried in outrage. "This isn't possible! It's ridiculous! Absolutely preposterous! I won't give into this!"
With her head high, Eliza left the room, the door closing just as the five within the room heard her muffled sob.
The professor looked at the three siblings with pity, noting their disappointment. They had obviously been hoping that their sister would believe them, but her logic clouded her imagination.
"I thought she would believe us," Lucy murmured, close to tears. Susan wrapped her arm around her younger sister's thin shoulders and glanced at Peter.
"She's your twin, Peter," she told him softly. "You talk to her."
Peter shook his head, eyes dark and sad. "She won't listen to me," he said solemnly. "She never really has."
Susan sighed, looking at her two younger siblings who looked back at her with sad eyes.
"What are we to do?" she asked desperately. The four Pevensies looked at
Professor Kirke expectantly, sadness and hope lighting their eyes.
The professor put a hand to his face, watching the children carefully.
"I think that you should give her time," he said finally. "Don't mention it. But, if you are destined to return to Narnia again, make sure she's around to come along."
The four Pevensies and the professor sat in the room in silence now, their silent agreement hanging in the air between them.
A/N:
So I decided to do this to know where the Pevensies start in the beginning of the story. The gist is that Eliza doesn't believe in Narnia and she goes along when they go to Narnia the second time. In case you didn't get that.
My story is based off the movies, not the books.
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WARNING: Some of the events may be inaccurate because it's been a long time since I've seen the movie, but I really want to write this story. So please excuse any errors I may have and comment and/or message me about the error and any correction that should be made. Thank you very much!
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