Pls note: I don't own Narnia, just my introduced characters
The Dreary Part of the Train ride (not as bad as it seems)
After Lucy's little pep talk, the adults left us in a separate compartment to ourselves. As I flipped to the end of the math book to cheat, Lydia Horton, the girl who my mother chose for Narnia wriggled closer.
' So, are you excited?' She said in her drawling voice (AN: Think Moaning Myrtle but snobbier) widening her neon green eyes.
I slammed the book shut and watched her jump with slight pleasure. ' Yeah, I guess. I already know most of the history of Narnia. My Aunt Lucy taught me. She also gave me some books on Narnia as well.' I explained. Her face drooped the tiniest bit when she heard how experienced I was. ' What do you want to see?'
' Oh, the talking animals. I want to see how their mouths are shaped. It should be interesting to see if it's different from our animals.' she prattled on.
I turned away from her and looked out the window to the countryside. Lydia sounded like she was talking about science specimens, not talking, feeling animals. I shivered as I imagined her with a pair of tweezers, plucking at whiskers and strands of fur.
' Minerva, are you cold?' Mumbled a low voice.
I glanced across from me and spied Paul tilting his head at me. His tawny brown hair fell over one eye a bit as he stared at me, waiting for an answer. I shook my head quick.
' Oh, no. It's nothing.' I replied, dumbly drumming my fingers on the cover of the thick school book resting on my lap.
He frowned. ' But you just shivered. I saw it.' He said.
God, I forgot how nosy he was. I learned that yesterday when he started snooping around my house and opened my secret cupboard in the living room!
' Just a momentary thought. Nothing to get all tied up about, Paul.' I muttered fast. ' So what do you want to see in Narnia?'
Paul rolled his broad shoulders. ' I want to look at their military devices and army plans. It should be interesting to see how they work.'
' Hmm, that seems interesting.' Lydia put in, finally realising I wasn't listening. ' I want to see how the centaurs' muscles move as well.'
' I want to see the dancing trees.' Little Markus put in with glittering blue eyes. ' I bet they would look so pretty.'
I smiled at Markus. Finally, someone I can relate to! While he may be 4 years younger than me, it's better than talking to Miss Scientist or General Paul the Nosy.
' How do you know about them?' I asked the boy who pushed his hair back for a minute.
' Dad told me about them last night. He said that the first time he went there he got to see them.' Markus explained to me.
I was definitely staying with this boy.
Not a minute later, Uncle Peter poked his head in. ' We're almost there. I suggest you get ready to get off.'
As soon as he shut the door, I leaped up, pulling my bag down to my rest at me feet while everyone stared at me, slightly startled. After me they pulled their own things down. As the train pulled to a stop I peered out the window to see the smallest train station I had ever laid my eyes on. It was a little bigger than the compartment we were sitting in with a tiny little sign that didn't even say where we were. Uncle Edmund opened our doors with a smile and we climbed out of the train onto the platform. It was a miracle that we all even fit on the thing! While we got our things in order a heavy clomping like hoofs were heard.
' I see the Troublesome foursome are back.' Said a voice. ' And they brought miniature versions with them!'
' Ms Macredy!' (AN: Pls notify me if I spell vital names wrong. I have a feeling this is a stuffed up name) Called my mother with a smile. ' Right on time!'
' I'm always punctual, Susan. You should know that by now.' The old woman said.
The woman sat at the front of a cart, holding the reins of two Clydesdale horses. So those were the clomping noises!
' Come on, children, in you go.' Lucy said with a sparkle in her eye. Another thrilling ride to enjoy.
I sat right by the female driver as we bounced along the road. Half an hour later we arrived at the manor.
' Where's Professor Kirke? I thought he was going to meet us out the front?' Mumbled mum, looking at the dark double doors that lead to the inside of the enormous manor.
' The professor is slightly ill.' Said Ms Macredy. ' And he is old. But don't tell him I said that. He likes to think he's still 60.'
Uncle Edmund smirked. ' Of course. We all like to sometimes. Don't we, Lucy?'
My aunt pulled a face. ' Hush up Ed. Let's just get inside. I feel like some tea.'
We all walked one by one up the narrow hallway after properly meeting the housekeeper. At the top of the narrow hallway was a quaint door that lead to a study with a heavily aged man. He had wiry grey hair and a matching beard. Resting haphazardly on his nose was a pair of spectacles and he had a pleased expression spread on his face.
' Professor, our guests are here.' Said the housekeeper.
He looked up and grinned. 'Ah welcome back!' He rose from his chair and walked around the large desk. he tugged at a clump of my aunt's hair. ' Haven't changed your hair at all, have you Lucy, dear?'
' No, professor. Not for quite a while.' She told him in her usual cheery voice.
He slowly circled Uncle Edmund. ' Well, you've certainly shot up, haven't you boy?'
Edmund smirked. ' Of course I have. You haven't seen me since my eighteenth birthday.'
' Well at least I can still tell it's you, unlike this man over here.' He gestured to Uncle Peter. ' Peter, are you sure that's you?'
Peter smiled and shook the old man's hand. ' Good to see you again, professor. Haven't changed a bit.'
' Of course not.' The man nodded once to mother. ' Susan.'
' Professor Kirke. How are you?' She asked pleasantly.
' Fabulous.' He turned to us - the younger ones.
' Now, who are these kids?' he asked.
Lydia stepped forward and shook hands with the professor. ' I'm Lydia Horton, sir.'
' Pleasure to meet you Lydia.' he greeted her.
Paul rolled his shoulders and in his low voice said, ' Paul Parkinson, sir. Nice to meet you.'
The professor grinned and slammed his shoulder. ' And to you, young man.'
Markus was incredibly shy, as was I. We scrambled for each others' cover. He ended up standing just behind me. Uncle Peter gave his son a little nudge.
' Come on son. The professor's nice.' He whispered. ' Be polite.'
The boy was shorter than the average 10 year old, so the owner of the house crouched down. ' Who might you be, young one?'
' I'm Markus Pevensie... sir.' He mumbled.
The older man smiled. ' Hello Markus. I am Professor Digory Kirke. But you can call be Digory.' The professor told my cousin.
' H-hello, Digory.' Markus said with a little smile.
The professor looked me right in the eye while standing to his full height. ' And I can only assume that this another Pevensie. Am I right?'
I grinned. ' That's right sir. Susan is my mother.'
' And that means, according to the regular letters I get, you must be Minerva.' He told me while I nodded and put my hand out.
He shook it fervently.
' Right, Ms Macredy, I can take the guests from here.' He said and the woman bowed her head, retreating backwards. I hope she didn't fall back down the stairs? I paused while everyone else talked, waiting for the cry of surprise then a series of woody thumps. I got nothing.
' Don't worry, child. Our housekeeper is far too smart and sophisticated to fall down stairs.' The professor whispered in my ear suddenly.
I jumped and turned around to find him winking at me, then dawdling over to Uncle Peter where they began to talk, "Narnia" forming on their lips numerous times. They also gestured to a body of armor and chain-mail as well. I wonder what they were going on about?
Finally, the old man looked up. ' Everyone, are we ready?'
I glanced to the side, at my mother who happened to be all smiles. ' Yes!' Called the adults.
' Right then. To Narnia!' The professor called,marching out the door. ' Don't forget your things! I don't know when we'll be back!' And with that , he laughed...and tripped down the last three steps.
Aunt Lucy shook her head and rushed down the stairs after him. We followed them out to the spacious garden and to the entry of Narnia.
There we are!
Another chapter finished
Pls review and hopefully I'll have the next chapter soon :)
