Sorry for the long wait! I got...about 1/4 way through within a few days, another couple months to get three quarters done, then the last bit...has been worked on since the last week of October and I just finished it on the 3rd of Dec. I'm doing a massive update so that's partially why it's been taking so long and the other reason? I've just been too lazy to do it and my head wanted the plot to go in a thousand different directions, which didn't help in the slightest.

Thank you for all the reviews in the last chapter! I was honestly floored when I saw just how many was there! One had me in stitches by mentioning Pinky and the Brain and my head started plying the theme song and I couldn't stop laughing.

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Pinky led them all around the manor. The manor was a modest size, three floors plus a basement, with about 20 rooms per floor. The ground floor had the kitchen, a ball room, dining area, library (all three were nearly drooling at that with the three visible levels), sitting area, a few guest bedrooms, a tapestry room, and many others. The upper floors were pretty much all bedrooms, except for a couple offices and the library that goes up to the third floor. The basement held the potions lab and all ingredients for it that were under stasis charms. It also held the cellars and where the house elves sleep.

"Pinky, do you need any more help?" Harry asked. Pinky stopped and turned with water filling up her eyes.

"Pinky not doing a good job?" She asked, trembling.

"No, no!" Lucy cried and gave Pinky a hug.

"No Pinky, you're doing a wonderful job right now. It's just that there will be a lot of people here and I have some elf friends that need a family." Pinky seemed to maul this over.

"Fine. But only two others." She said, with a do not go over or I will make your life miserable, kind of tone.

"She's picky," Edmund whispered to Harry.

"I'm just realizing that," Harry whispered back. Harry took a breath.

"Dobby!" Another elf popped in and Lucy and Edmund had to rub their eyes. Unlike Pinky's nice little black skirt and dark blue shirt, Dobby had a grimy black sock on one foot, a violent purple sock on the other, an orange woollen hat, blue pants and a red shirt.

"Mister Harry Potter!" Dobby cried and launched himself at Harry. Harry looked like he was about to die of embarrassment while Edmund roared with laughter and Lucy was trying to hide her laughter. Harry just glared at them.

"Yeah, good to see you too Dobby." Dobby finally got off and started inspecting Harry.

"Um, Dobby? What are you doing?" Harry asked as the small elf circled him like prey.

"Mister Harry Potter was hurt." Dobby said as if it would explain everything. Harry was completely lost.

"Ok… Dobby, how would you like to work for me?" 'Please don't kill me Hermione,' Harry thought with a cringe. Dobby was in deep thought. Harry decided to sweeten the deal.

"Two galleons a month and one day off a month." Dobby shook his head.

"One galleon and one day off a month." Harry smiled.

"Deal." As they shook, a small gold thread of magic went over the two wrists. Harry was ready to panic when he saw that.

"That was Dobby bonding to Harry Potter," Dobby explained when they both let go. Harry just stared at his hand as Dobby skipped past him. Lucy and Edmund just stared after the elf.

"Well, he's different." Edmund commented.

"You're telling me" Harry said. He turned back to Pinky.

"Anywhere else?" Pinky shook her head.

"If there's anything, just call me," she said with a bow and disappeared with a pop. The three teenagers looked at the spot in silence before looking at each other.

"Now what?" Lucy asked.

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The three teenagers spent the rest of the afternoon exploring, and calling rooms. The three decided to live on one floor with Harry getting the master room, Lucy getting a room a couple doors down, and Edmund across from her. They also noted which rooms to give to Peter and Susan when they come. That was one subject that the three have all been thinking of, but not know how to approach.

"We should try to find them," Lucy said a few days after they got settled in. Pinky and Dobby went shopping for food for them as the manor didn't have anything in stock and the teenagers have yet to go back to Diagon Alley yet.

"Even if I'm good with that, how on earth will we find them? Especially Susan who could've gotten married for all we know," Edmund argued.

"We can't just not try though Edmund," Lucy countered.

"We could try the phone books first in London," Harry suggested. Lucy was all for it.

"Didn't that goblin say that we had magical blood already?" Edmund asked. Harry thought back to the conversation.

"Yes…but what does that-"

"Maybe we could ask the goblins for help."

"Goblins help for a price though."

"Yes, but it'll take less time."

"We have all summer," Lucy butted in. Edmund threw his hands up in the air, getting fustrated.

"Fine then!" He left the small office to the training room. Grabbing one of the swords, he started going after the dummies that had magically sprung up, probably thanks to either Dobby or Pinky. Edmund slashed, stabbed and blocked as the dummies started becoming animated. He took out his frustrations on the dummies, rather then Lucy and Harry, because if he started yelling at one, the other with yell back, possibly both.

He just didn't understand why Harry and Lucy wanted to look the hard way. The goblins can find anyone, even if it's for a small price. He knows all about that, considering he was king for fifteen years before going back to England and being de-aged. Even though he wasn't considered as important as Peter, he did take care of most of the finances for his siblings as he didn't have as much to do like Peter and Susan. Lucy wasn't really interested in that, she would rather go and be out with the Narnians, which left some of the mundane tasks to Edmund, who had to learn quick.

Edmund panted as he put the sword down. Maybe he can indulge the other two for now. But if it takes more then a week, they'll go to the goblins. It may have only been nearly a week for him and Lucy, but it's been nearly 50 years for Peter and Susan and he didn't want them to wait any longer then they have to. But they also had other things to get done. Like send of letters to Hogwarts for him and Lucy to be accepted and a few other things as well.

Edmund sighed as he put the sword back on the rack and left the room. Leaving the room, he decided to wander around and found himself in the library. Edmund started browsing around and went through the transfiguration, charms, warding, runes, and potions sections, when he came across a blood magic section of the library. Curiosity over came him to this small section. Taking down one of the books, Edmund saw the plain brown cover and flipped it open to a random page and promptly shut it, making a disgusted face at it. Putting it back, Edmund traveled along the shelves before getting bored. He jumped when he heard a small pop.

"Lunch is ready sir." Pinky said. Edmund just nodded with wide eyes as he didn't realize how much time past already. He made his way down to the dining room where Harry and Lucy were already sitting. Lucy was the first one to notice him and shot out of her seat and gave him a hug. Edmund gave his little sister a hug in return.

"I'm sorry," she muttered in his chest. Edmund just shrugged.

"It doesn't matter."

"But it does!" Lucy said, looking up at him.

"We shouldn't of dismissed the idea so soon." Edmund didn't really know what to say about that. There was an awkward silence.

"We can try the goblins, but only after we try our idea. Would a week do?" Harry asked. Edmund just nodded. He's just glad his idea wasn't thrown out the window within minutes. It was then Edmund noticed that the table had food on it. Him and Lucy went over and sat on either side of Harry, almost feeling like they were at one of their family lunches.

Father would sit at the head, mother would sit to the right of him, Susan beside her, Peter on the other end, with Lucy beside Peter and Edmund beside their father. It worked out because Lucy is left handed so she wouldn't be constantly smacking Edmund. Of course, it made writing much harder, especially with the quills as Lucy's need to be sharpened a certain way or else she can't use it.

She ended up learning how to get specific feathers so she can cut them herself and be able to use them. Edmund always felt sorry for her in that, as it's much easier as a right handed person to use them since they're almost always cut for right handed people. Edmund bets that she's going to be picky when trying to get her writing materials for school in a month. The fountain pens from school were slightly better for her though, and she as disappointed that no one in Narnia could make her one.

The three ate lunch in silence, not really sure what to say, which made it easier to leave Edmund to his musings.

Harry was half heartedly eating his food while thinking about the plans for the summer. They needed to get training. Not just in fencing, knife throwing and archery, but especially in magic as well. Harry has been toying with the idea of combining the usage of weapons and magic. He hasn't run it by Lucy or Edmund, as it was still just an idea he was playing with for right now. But they would need a teacher in how to combine both. Each of them could use their choice of weapon very well by itself, but if they truly wanted to have a chance against Voldemort, then they need to step up in training.

"What was the conversation you and Aslan had before we left?" Lucy asked. Harry stopped eating at that. How could he explain? Harry thought of how to phrase it.

"It had something to do with what happened on the beach." He started.

"Not all magic is light or dark. There's black magic, magic that no sane witch or wizard would touch. One of them if them is the killing curse while the other one that I know of is called horcrux's. A horcrux is created when someone splits their soul." Lucy and Edmund had horrified looks on their faces.

"Voldemort created more then one, that I'm certain of. That mist was the horcrux in my head." Lucy opened and closed her mouth, not quite sure on what to say to that. On one hand, that was a completely revolting and horrifying thing to know. On the other, she and Harry might not have met if there wasn't one.

"How did Voldemort put his soul in your head? I mean, humans can die. They have to." Edmund reasoned. Harry shook his head.

"I'm not sure that I was suppose to be one. I'll have to look in the library for information about them, but what I do know is that it has something to do with him casting the killing curse at me when I was a baby and his split soul." Everyone was quiet after that.

"Has anyone been down to the potions lab yet?" Edmund asked. Lucy and Harry shook their heads. They haven't had time with trying to get everything in order and trying to catch up on what they've missed. For Lucy and Edmund, they have been trying to catch up with 50 years worth of history that has past, starting with right after they left. They got caught up with the muggle history first, then moved onto wizard history, starting with the most recent stuff. Edmund couldn't help but point out the parallels, to which Harry just shrugged. Edmund was smiling.

"I have no idea what most of the stuff is, but I can tell that some of it is high quality and expensive too."

"We also need to get wands." Lucy said. Harry smiled and shook his head.

"You would think that would've been one of the first things we got."

"Not really." Edmund said.

"Me and Lucy would stand out pretty badly because of the different times we were raised in and you can't exactly go out by yourself. And isn't the Hogwarts Express back tomorrow?" Harry sighed.

"It is so we'll have to avoid Diagon Alley for the day because of the floo and stuff, which means we can start looking for Susan and Peter." Everyone had a small grin at the thought. They've been missing them for only a few days. They couldn't imagine having to miss their siblings for nearly 50 years.

Everyone had stopped eating by now as Harry pushed his plate away. He wasn't hungry all of a sudden and left the room abruptly.

His emotions were just feeling all over the place at this. He was worried about Sirius. He hasn't thought of his godfather in a long while, even in Narnia. Lucy and Edmund knew about him and his innocence, but it didn't mean that Harry was worried. Did Sirius do something reckless when he found out Harry went missing? Does he still have his soul? Go completely insane?

Harry shook his head at those thoughts as he stared out on of the many windows in the manor. After Pinky let on that they were allowed to do magic in the manor, Harry, Lucy and Edmund immediately went to the library to find any books that had charms that could be used to redecorate the rooms. Lucy found a book of house old charms and a paint colour changing spell that was immediately put to use via Harry.

Lucy's wall were now a pale yellow with some brown undertones that reminded her of Aslan while Edmund's was more of a sea blue that had a calming effect on him. Harry's room was now painted in a sky blue colour that made him think of flying. When he thought of that, Harry's thoughts drifted over to his friends.

Were Ron and Hermione worried sick about him? What about his things? Hedwig? Harry would be lying if he said that he wasn't slightly worried over his friend that he's had since he was eleven. Then he thought of Reepicheep and was nearly laughing of how a meeting between him and Hedwig would go, especially since Hedwig loved mice and bacon. He didn't think that Reepicheep would appreciate being eaten though. He quietly snickered at the thought of his owl and the talking mouse meeting.

Turning his thoughts away from that, Harry went back to his present problem. Lucy and Edmund still needed to send a transfer letter to Hogwarts and get them caught up on four (or in Lucy's case three), years of magical education. Not to mention Edmund's suggestion of combining their Narnian training and magical training. For that, they'll need a teacher, Harry thought with a sigh. He knew that nearly everyone either scorned the use of anything else but magic, or, like muggleborns, see the weapons as being outdated. But modern weapons and magic just don't go together for some reason.

Harry and Lucy are either going to have the hardest of times trying to integrate their two weapons together, or Edmund will. Only time will tell really, and they had all summer to figure it out. Maybe they should get a trainer…Harry perked up at that idea. Maybe Irontooth will have an idea of someone who can help. Harry decided to talk with Edmund and Lucy about this and see what they think of all this.

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Lucy and Edmund just finished penning their Hogwarts letters when Harry came in. It was a few days after the whole debate about how to find Susan and Peter. They went through the phone books and couldn't find them. There were just too many Pevencies to try calling and they just didn't have the time after looking through the phone book that Pinky got them. So they conceded to Edmund's idea to go to Gringotts later that afternoon.

"Ready to go?" He asked. They nodded while Dobby walked up to them. They each grabbed Dobby's hand as he apperated them out of the manor and into the small alleyway between the Leaky Cauldron and Diagon Alley.

"Thanks Dobby."

"My pleasure Mr. Harry Potter sir."

"Please just call me Harry," he all but begged. Edmund snickered at that as Dobby had a look of you can tell me all you want but I won't do it. Lucy just smiled and shook her head at that.

Harry brushed his now longer bangs over his scar to make sure that it would be impossible to notice it. As he tapped the familiar brink sequence to get into Diagon Alley, he couldn't help but notice that something important was going to be gained from this trip.

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Making their way into the building, the three teenagers could see that the bank was slightly more crowded as it was now summer holidays. Making their way up to a free teller, Edmund stepped forward.

As it was about Lucy and Edmund's sibling's, it was decided that Edmund, as head of the family, would do all the talking.

"I need to talk with Irontooth." The goblin just sneered. Harry figures that most goblins, if not all, hate humans. Lucy just frowns at the sneer. She looked down at her finger that had her ring announcing that she was an heir to the Leon vault, meaning that she had some status in this turbulent world. She still doesn't know if that's a good thing or not.

"Perhaps you didn't hear me," Edmund said quietly. He was getting ticked. The goblin wasn't even moving, thinking he was joking.

"We need to see Irontooth, even if it means leaving you behind and going ourselves." That is usually a high insult to the goblins with their high pride and sense of honour.

"Who do you think you are?" The goblin snarled. Edmund just thrust his hand out and his two rings materialized. The goblin's eyes went wide at seeing the Leon ring and the Goloris ring.

That house could technically be an Ancient and Noble house because it was from Merlin's time. There was only three of the Most Honourable and Ancient of Noble Houses and they were Peverell, Ambrosius and Ceallachan. They were the original families that held holds in the British Island. Offending any of those families…and your head went on a pike if you were a goblin. So the creature should be thankful that Harry didn't flash his hand either, or else there would've been real trouble.

Lucy looked around as the goblin jumped from his chair and was nearly running down the hall when she could swear that she could feel someone watching them. Looking around slightly, there wasn't anyone there. Keeping it in the back of her mind, Lucy kept up wit Edmund and Harry towards Irontooth's office. And hopefully, to Peter and Susan.

How was it? I know it was a shorter chapter, but there will be useful stuff next chapter. And maybe Peter and Susan too... Comments, reviews and PM's are welcomed.