When he entered, he shut the makeshift curtains, and took off his clothes until he was in his boxers. There was a bulb with working light but Peter wasn't sure how long it would last and decided to be in darkness. He made himself comfortable underneath the mattress blankets and shut his eyelids. His sleep however was interrupted when he felt weight.

"Ahh!" A surprised yelp came followed by the lights turning on. It was Victoria, but what was she doing here. "What are you doing?" Peter asked groggily. "I usually sleep here! I didn't expect anyone to be in." She hissed. "I forgot my bag with all my necessary notes and halfway down the road the gates closed."He mumbled in response. "It's been a long day." He added on and yawned. "Fine, get up and we'll work something out."

He was too tired to argue and did as he was told. The first thing she noticed was his large and defined muscles. "I-.. I'll shuffle over to the wall and you have that space." She explained as she positioned herself close to the wooden wall on the mattress.

Peter uneasily turned off the light and plonked onto the mattress. "How did you find this place?" he questioned. "Nearly two years ago, the 7th of July in 1940, it just appeared. I used to walk in these woods everyday and it was never there before then suddenly it just was."

Suddenly Peter remembered. That was the same day the four Pevensies left Narnia. Peter was suddenly suspicious, Aslan always used to say that when one door closed another one opened. He remembered before they left the telmarine castle that they would not be able to get into Narnia through that way again.

He shook those thoughts out of his head, Aslan had made it clear that he wouldn't be bringing Peter back into Narnia. "I like you Peter, I haven't known you for very long but I feel like I can trust you." "I've been starting to feel the same way about you." Peter replied. "Mind if I come here tomorrow? I'd rather this place than sharing a dorm with Christopher."

"Sure, I'd like the company. Especially when that company is shirtless." Peter's heart was beating loudly at that comment. He was sure Victoria could hear every thump. Their moment was ruined by a bang outside. "What's that?" Peter was quick to ask. "Another reason why I like the company, sometimes the noises start to frighten you." She explained.

Suddenly Peter wasn't too keen to stay anymore. He didn't know why he didn't sense it before but there was something dark about this place. Regardless, he wasn't fit to call himself a king if he was prepared to leave a girl alone in the woods. While he was deep in thought he didn't notice Victoria shuffle back to rest against him.

Eventually the two fell asleep, completely oblivious to the eyes poking through an uncovered part of the curtains.

In the morning, Peter was relieved to remember that it was saturday. He had no classes on Saturday and was free to do as he pleased. He looked at Victoria who was now in her school uniform. She really was beautiful. "I'll come back in a few hours, its best not to keep the professors suspicious by not returning." That was smart. "I suppose I'll visit Ed so he doesn't get worried."

Half an hour later, Peter was sitting on the opposite bed in Edmund's dorm. "So where were you last night Pete?" Edmund piped. "What are you talking about, I was in my dorm all night." His lie was very unconvincing. "I may be a young King but even I know a lie when I hear one."

"Alright Alright. I was with Victoria Reed." Peter answered quietly. "The Victoria Reed?" gasped Edmund. "How do you know her Ed?" "A lot of the guys dream about her, even people in your year talk about her. If she's spending time with you, you are one fortunate King." Peter looked puzzled. He atleast now understood one of the things Victoria liked about him. She was beautiful after all, judging by what Edmund said everybody was after her. No wonder she wanted time alone. Peter felt he should tell Edmund about the hut but a part of him told him that it was He and Victoria's secret. He listened to that side.

"You wont tell anyone, will you Ed?" Peter asked worriedly. "Course not, just turn up everyday and no one will start asking things." Peter smiled and headed out of the dorm. The walk was now familiar, around 10 minutes later he found himself back at the hut. Victoria's belongings were inside but she wasn't there. He went back outside, expecting to see her hiding somewhere but she wasn't there. "Victoria?" He called out. No answer. The sound of a faint scream reached his ears. Peter sharply looked in the direction where he thought it came from.

There was mud in that same direction, and in the mud were fresh tracks. Peter threw his bags inside the hut and ran as fast as he could, following the tracks carefully. It didn't take him long to find Victoria. She was being dragged by... nothing. She also seemed to be struggling to scream but it was as though someone had put their hand over her mouth. Peter raced over and grabbed her arms, he tried to tug her into him but whatever held her seemed to have the same idea. Growling, he yanked as hard as he could.

At the same time whatever had her inconveniently seemed to go away. Victoria came flying into him and sent them both tumbling over. "D-..Did you see that thing?" "What thing?" Peter wondered. "I-..It was a minotaur, a big one." she breathed. "Thank you, I thought nobody was coming for me." She gulped. Peter mustered up the courage to reassure her. "You're my friend, I'll always be here." That seemed to calm her down.

Peter gazed into her eyes, for a few seconds he lost control of himself. All he could feel was the cold grass beneath him which jolted him back to his senses. He wasn't sure how long they remained staring into eachother, but by the time they realised, it was dark.

Victoria held Peter's hand as they walked back. He had just saved her life. He didn't see the minotaur but he had trusted her and that meant a lot to her. It was a short walk back to the hut. If there was anyone she would want to walk through a dark forest with it was Peter. He was tall, strong and caring. "Aren't you scared?" she asked. "No, it feels like home." She smiled as he let her go first through the door and then followed. Victoria went through her belongings while Peter crashed on the mattress.

The place was simple but thats why he liked it. "It said it was coming back." Victoria suddenly sobbed. "It said if we tried to go back to school and stay there, we wouldn't make it. That our only way out was where it was taking me." She looked to be on the verge of crying. "Come here." Peter opened his arms and she jumped onto him, burying her head in his shoulder. "Don't worry. I wont let anything hurt you." There was something about his tone that made Victoria believe him.

Laughter echoed through the room in the following minutes. He had been tickling her, Peter knew from his experience as king that laughter really was a good medicine. "Stop!" pleaded Victoria. She couldn't take the laughter any longer and swung a leg to straddle Peter. Pinning him down by the wrists she breathed heavily. "I win." "We'll see about that." He attempted to wriggle about but Victoria had made sure he was pinned down securely. If he wanted to move he was really going to have to work.

"You win." He mumbled. Victoria reached over to her bag and pulled out a newspaper, she began reading, pretending to be oblivious to the fact that Peter was still underneath her. "Hey! Mind getting off?" "You're more comfortable than the mattress, give me a reason why I should?" She was still expecting a reason and eventually put down her newspaper to look at him, to her surprise he had fallen asleep. She smiled. He was completely vulnerable in their position and she could have done whatever she wanted.

She also noticed that Peter had taken up all of the mattress. This was one of the moments where height came useful. She slid down his body and rested her head on his chest. Something told her that tomorrow was going to be a long day.