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Narnia POV
"Hurry up! We need to get a good spot!" Ron said, and Narnia, Hermione, and Harry followed him the the front.
'There they are!" Someone yelled, and the crowd of students watched as a powder-blue carriage landed in front of the courtyard, pulled by flying horses.
"The Beauxbatons students!" Professor Dumbledore announced. An enormous woman stepped down, followed by students in pale blue robes. She greeted Dumbledore, and she and the students stood to the side as they waited for Durmstrang.
"What's that?" a first-year yelled. The crowd's gaze was pulled to the black lake. A large ship was pulling up next to the courtyard.
"The gentlemen of Durmstrang!" Dumbledore said, and boys dressed in furs stepped off the ship, and lines up outside it, as a man with long black hair stepped out, and greeted Dumbledore like an old friend.
"Let us show our guests into the Great Hall!" McGonagall said, and Narnia and her three friends helped lead the way towards the Great Hall, where a feast was being laid out.
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Narnia turned in her seat to watch as the foreing students came in.
"The students of Beuxbatons, and their headmistress, Madam Maxine!" Dumbledore announced, and the students filed in, walking gently, and quietly as they sat down at the Ravenclaw table.
"Check her out, Harry!" Narnia heard Ron say, as he pointed to a girl with long blonde hair. She rolled her eyes, along with Hermione.
"The students of Durmstrang, and their headmaster, Professor Karkaroff!" was Dumbledore's next announcement. The gentlemen came in, and Narnia giggled at Ron's face.
"Harry. It's Viktor Krum!" he said in a soft, yet shocked, whisper. Narnia looked down the row of students, and she did see the famous Quidditch player, but her gaze was pulled to the boy behind him. The boy had dark, almost black, hair, and he had forest-green eyes. His skin was tanned, and he was covered in furs, but Narnia's breath caught in her throat. The boy looked around, and their gazes met. The boy's face registered his shock, and Narnia was sure her face mirrored his own.
"I can't believe that the snakes get to be chummy with Viktor Krum!" Harry said indignantly. Narnia giggled at her friend's expression, but her eyes kept straying to the dark-haired Durmstrang student sitting next to Crabbe.
"Nia? Who are you staring at?" Hermione's voice startled Narnia out of her head.
"No one, 'Mione." she said quickly, but Hermione looked over at the furthest table, and saw the boy. She grinned.
"He's handsome." she whispered, and Narnia shoved her best friend slightly.
"Shut up. He just looked a bit familiar, that's all." she retorted.
"Students and honored guests! Before we commence our wonderful feast, I would like to make one, short announcement." Dumbledore said in a booming voice from the podium. Narnia and the others turned to look at their headmaster expectantly.
"This has to be good." Ron said, excitedly.
Pitor POV
Pitor Romanov sat at the table for the house called Slytherin, across from Krum and a boy named Draco Malfoy. The blonde kept droning on about how powerful his father was in the English Ministry of Magic.
"Oh great. The crackpot is speaking." another boy's voice, belonging to the rather large boy sitting next to Pitor, said. Draco groaned, and turned to listen. Pitor smirked at Krum, and turned as well.
"Tomorrow, there will be an honorary Quidditch game to kickoff the Tournament. The houses competing shall be Gryffindor and Slytherin." the headmaster, Dumbledore, said. While the students of the Slytherin table clapped as normal people would, the students at the Gryffindor table let out a roar that would make any normal lion proud.
"Rather rambunctious, aren't they?" Pitor asked Draco above the din. He snorted.
"More like disgraceful. Their entire house is made up of pure-bloods, half-bloods, and filthy Mudbloods, like Granger there." Draco said, and he pointed to a girl with very bushy hair sitting with three other people, cheering as well. Professor Dumbledore smiled, and held his hands up for silence.
"And, of course, possibly the greatest commentator in Hogwarts history shall be overseeing the game. Miss Narnia Flyer, please stand." the Professor said, and Pitor's eyes widened as he looked around frantically to look for the girl with the familiar name. He saw her standing at the Gryffindor table, laughing at their loud applause. Pitor smiled in spite of himself.
"Lucy." he thought. Narnia sat down, and the feast commenced. As they ate, Draco kept talking to them about how Hogwarts had gone to the dogs.
"Honestly, there's the strangest man teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts, and..." the blonde was going on and on about things that Pitor simply blocked out. His gaze kept drifting over to the girl at the Gryffindor table, Narnia. She had a very unusual name, at least for those who didn't know its meaning. Pitor caught Narnia's eye, and didn't look away. Neither did she. He smirked at her, and he saw her eyes widen. When the houses were dismissed to the socialize with the different schools, Pitor slipped out of the Great hall, and into a small hallway. It was far enough off that it was private, but close enough that the teachers wouldn't suspect anything. He sat down on a bench, and waited. Soon enough, Narnia came into the corridor, a fierce expression on her face.
"Who in the name of the Mane are you?" she asked, standing in front of Pitor with her arms crossed. He chuckled.
"You always were a fierce girl." he said, standing as well. Narnia narrowed her eyes.
"How do you know what I was like when I was younger?" she asked. Pitor raised an eyebrow.
"Because I ruled with you for fifteen years, Lu." he said, grinning. Narnia gasped, and she froze before flinging herself into Pitor's, or shall we say, Edmund's, arms.
"Aslan's Mane, Ed. I've missed you so much!" she said, and Edmund felt her small shoulders shaking with sobs. He, too, had tears slowly falling from his face.
"I've missed you too, Lu. Or do I call you Narnia now?" Edmund asked teasingly. Lucy laughed and pulled away.
"I knew you looked familiar. You just changed so much." she said, and Edmund touched her hair.
"Blimey, you're a blonde, Lucy!" he said, shocked.
"I'm actually slightly happy that Aslan made us look different. Now, people won't suspect anything about us." Lucy said, and Edmund laughed.
"Except for suggesting that we are together." he said, and Lucy groaned.
"That's great." she said, and Edmund sat down, and she rested her head on his shoulder, with both of his arms around her tightly.
"So what have you been up to for the past four, five years?" Edmund asked, and Lucy told him. They two reunited siblings stayed like that for a long while, talking, and enjoying each other's company, until Lucy gasped.
"Oh no! They're surely almost finished now. We'd better go before someone suspects where we've gone." she said, and Edmund nodded, helping her up. She hugged him tightly. He kissed the top of his little sister's hair.
"I'm really happy I found you, Lucy." Edmund said, and Lucy nodded.
"Me too. I'll see you tomorrow. We'll talk more." she said, and he kissed her cheek before she walked off.
"Pitor! Where have you been?" Viktor asked as Edmund, now Pitor, walked back to his fellow classmates.
"Oh, I was getting to know one of the students here." he said dismissively. Pitor looked over to where Narnia was standing, and she looked over to him, sending him the smallest of smiles, while Pitor sent her a small wink. Draco then went on to show them to the common room, where a separate place had been set aside for the Durmstrang students. Pitor said his goodnights, then went to sleep, finally at peace for finding his little sister.
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The next chapter is going to be how Edmund came to be at Durmstrang, and why Aslan wanted him and Lucy both there.
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Enchantress