The Rightful King

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Summery: Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny are magically transported to Narnia. They find themselves helping Prince Caspian, and the Pevensie children take back Narnia.

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Peter Pevensie walked through the train station, it was another morning in boring old England. Sighing he walked over to a wall and leaned against it, he folded his arms and closed his eyes as he leaned the back of his head on the wall behind him, wishing he could just leave England and go back to Narnia, go anywhere that'll treat him like an adult.

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"Ron you spoil everything!"

Startled Peter jumped and looked around, he wasn't in the train station anymore, instead he was in a hallway. He turned to see a girl his age in a light pink dress seating on a flight of stairs crying as a red head boy, and a raven-haired boy walking up the stairs behind her and soon they were alone in the hall.

Confused, Peter looked around himself. "Where am I?" He asked more to himself as he continued to look up and down the hall.

"You're at Hogworts." The girl answered, her voice thick with tears from crying, and Peter turned to around to face her.

"Hogworts?"

The girl studied him, he was cute and really handsome and she could also tell he's not from the wizard world. "Who are you?" She asked as she wiped her eyes, her voice was calm as she addressed him.

Peter blinked. "I'm Peter. Peter Pevensie." He slowly walked over to her at the same time reaching into his uniform pants to pull out a tissue. "Here." He held it out to her.

The girl took the offered tissue. "Thank you." She dabbed at her eyes. "I'm Hermione. Hermione Granger." She introduced, then blew her nose before looking at him as he sat down. "I get the feeling you're not from here, otherwise we've would've met by now."

Peter rubbed the back of his neck. "What gave it away? The lost look on my face?"

Hermione smiled, she didn't know who this guy is but she liked him and found that she wants to know him. "Well … both."

Peter laughed. "Tell you the truth, I don't know how I got here. One minute I'm heading to school and the next minute I find myself here."

Hermione was feeling a lot better now that she found herself a new friend to talk to. She bit her lip before asking. "Do you believe in magic?"

Peter looked her straight in the eyes, blue eyes meeting blue eyes. "I do." His face and voice calm and serious.

Hermione smiled. "So do I." Her face and voice was also serious, she paused. "I think that's how you came here."

Peter opened his mouth, but before he could say anything they heard music down the hall, and he shifted his eyes in that direction.

"We're hosting a ball." Hermione followed his gaze, her voice began to shake, but it never broke. "I really don't feel like attending anymore."

Peter shifted his gaze to look back at her. "I know I'm not qualified for Hogworts, but if you'd like." He trailed off, he didn't know why he was asking, sure she's pretty, but there was something about her that he liked.

Hermione smiled. "That's so sweet of you Peter, but I'm afraid I'm going have to take a rain check."

Peter nodded. "I understand." He stood up and offered his hand, which she gladly took and he pulled her up.

"Should I get Professor Dumbledore for you?" She asked kindly. "He's the headmaster here in Hogworts. He's very wise ... I know he can help you … he's also very nice."

This time, Peter felt magic pulling him. "Thank you Hermione, but I believe magic is pulling me back to my own world."

Neither noticed that they were still holding each other's hand. "Well then." Hermione replied. "I do hope we meet again Peter." She smiled.

Peter returned the smile. "I hope we meet again too. And I hope you feel better."

Hermione reached up and kissed his cheek. "Thank you for the wonderful talk. And I feel much better now."

With that Peter disappeared, and that's when they finally noticed they were still holding hands, but they didn't have to pull away because the magic did it for them.

And Hermione felt alone once again. Wrapping her arms around herself, she looked up and down the hall before turning and walking up the stairs.

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Back in England, Peter opened his eyes and looked around to find himself back in the train station. Pushing himself off the wall, he was bumped by another classmate.

"Hey!" The other boy said, rounding on Peter. "You should apologize Pevensive." He demanded.

"Me apologize?" Peter asked getting angry. "You bumped me!"

Another teen grabbed Peter as the first teen spoke. "Apologize, and we might go away."

That did it. Peter tackled him to the floor.

And a fight broke out, two against one.

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Hope you like it!

I've been looking at the crossovers of Chronicles Of Narnia/Harry Potter. And I never saw one that had Harry, and friends travel to Narnia to help Caspian take back what is rightfully his. So I've decided to make this.

I'm sorry for any misspelled words.