They arrived next to a crooked house, in front of which a tent had been put up.
"Well we can't be a lot in there!" Susan said, pragmatic.
"Ô thee, woman of little faith!" A voice exclaimed.
It was Fred, who was coming toward them, accompanied by his twin brother. They tried to keep a serious face, but couldn't hold the smile flourishing on their lips.
"We welcome you to the Burrow." George said in a pompous tone. "And we are glad to have you here, especially you, fair Loony Lovegood, and you, Edmund Pervensie, said the crumbly."
Imitated by his brother, he took a deep bow, to which Luna lightly responded.
"Is he mocking us? "Peter asked.
"Arise, Gred the Undefeated, and Forge the Fearless, Edmund said in the same pompous tone. And make amend for your impudence!"
The three of them couldn't hold their seriousness much longer, and burst out laughing, before hugging each others. Fred then turned to Peter.
"We didn't want to disrespect you, High King Peter. As a way to apologize, please accept this fudge."
He took the candy out of his pocket, and offered it to Peter, who accepted it, and put it in his mouth. The candy, just like the first time, exploded in his mouth, causing the Weasleys to laugh, along with Edmund and Lucy, and even painting a smirk on Susan's face. Peter gave himself a composure, and then:
"Well I guess that's a way of breaking the ice." He said with a smile.
The twins applauded the spirit, and Arthur Weasley came out of the tent.
Never trust my sons candies, he said. A neighbour who annoyed me got offered a box of Furunculus delights. And my sons unfortunately forgot to put the antidote with it.
The twins giggled.
"You're lucky your mother didn't see you give this fudge." Arthur said with a half smile.
"According to what Hermione told us, it's kind of a tradition, dad." George said with a wink.
And Arthur rolled his eyes while fighting to hold his smile. He then talked to Luna and to the Pevensies.
"Please, get in." the wedding is about to begin.
Indeed, a few minutes after they were settled inside the tent — which happened not to be that small — the bride made her entrance. To Edmund's greatest satisfaction, she was led down the aisle by her father. He discretely took Luna's hand, and pressed it. The young woman had a sad smile and was looking inside herself. The witnesses were Harry and Ginny. Among the crowd, Edmund saw Bill and Fleur. The woman was holding a baby in her arms, while Bill had a little girl on his lap. During the ball after the dinner, as promised, Hermione offered a dance to Peter. Edmund, as for him, only danced with Luna, while Susan was invited by George, and Lucy danced with Neville. A few moments later, while he was sitting at his table with his brother and sisters, Edmund saw someone coming his way, a drink in his hand. It was Cedric Diggory. Edmund greeted him. The wizard seemed embarrassed.
"Isn't the other Narnian here?" He finally asked. "What about your Headmaster?"
"The other Narnian?" Peter asked. "Who is he talking about?"
"He's talking about Caspian." Edmond replied. "He was representing Narnia with you three and my younger version during the Three or Five wizards tournament. The headmaster was Glozelle."
Cedric was surprised by this conversation.
"They don't remember the tournament?" He asked. "Have they been obliviated?"
"No such things. Things simply went back to normal, and life went back to its right way. Nobody here remembers I searched the horcruxes with Hermione. No one remembers when Harry was not around. Except for Hermione, and Luna."
"Anyway... I never had a chance to thank you for... you know... I should have thanked you after the third task, but I was just angry."
"I understand. It's okay. I did the right thing."
"What did you do?" Susan asked, intrigued.
"Well, erm..." Cedric started. "Your brother and the Weasley twins kind of kidnapped me before the third task. They tied me up, and they locked me up in a room, and your brother technically stole my face while one of the twins took his, and he went into the tournament instead of me, and he won it."
"And that's a good thing?" Peter questioned.
"Not in itself, no. that's why I was angry at the time. But the reason he did that was a good one. See, the trophy was a portkey, and I should have taken it. So, it was your brother who ended up facing the Dark Lord, and took an Avada Kedavra instead of me."
"Avada Kedavra?"
"The killing curse." Edmund explained. "Luckily, Hermione was there, hidden under an invisibility cloak, and she managed to bring me back to life. It must have been very hard for her. For me, it was like having a nap."
"Anyway." Cedric said. "If you hadn't done that, I would be dead. So thank you. What I don't understand, though, is why you had to steal my face."
"There was another person who knew the story, and who wanted Harry dead. He was an outsider, like us. So, he would have got suspicious if he hadn't seen you. Besides, we decided you were better off alive."
"I would love to know this story as well..." Lucy said in a quiet voice.
Once the evening was over, it was time for Luna and the Narnians to go back home. They therefore said goodbye, and Edmund opened the portal.
"Wait!" Hermione called.
She got to Luna and Edmund.
"There's an old tradition during muggles wedding. When the bride tosses the bouquet..."
"The maid who catches it will be the next one to get married." Lucy completed with a smile.
Hermione smiled at her, and then:
"I wish you the best in life." she said, putting her bouquet in Luna's hand.
And Edmund hugged the young witch for the last time, whispering a "thank you" in her ear.