DISCLAIMER: I only own Riley, the rest belongs to C.S. Lewis

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Riley sat in the sitting room she had found Peter and Edmund in earlier. It was decorated in gold and black, with a fireplace and a few chairs. She sat looking at the fire. She sat like that for an hour before snapping out of it. Riley felt a little hungry, so she decided to go get something from the kitchen, hoping the cooks wouldn't be upset with her. She was almost there when she heard laughter coming from the adjoining hall. Riley turned the corner only to find Peter and Felicity in each other's arms. Riley felt her heart break at that moment.

"Peter, what about Lady Riley?" Felicity asked. Riley quickly hid behind a statue and watched the two of them.

"Forget about her. She was merely convenient. Now that I have you, I don't need her anymore." Peter answered. Riley couldn't believe it. Just hours before he was ready to admit he had feelings for her. Was he just playing games with her? Riley closed her eyes, wishing she could end the nightmare. But, when she opened them, all was the same. She saw Peter and Felicity walking away, hand-in-hand. She moved away from the statue and headed back to her room, wanting to tell Edmund and the girls what had happened.

When she arrived in her room, she found the place an utter disaster. Everything was out of place. The chairs were on their sides. The mirror was broken and the sheets on the bed were thrown on the floor.

"Edmund? Lucy? Susan?" she called out. She walked further into the room, careful not to step on anything. A hand grabbed her shoulder, and she screamed. She turned around t see Edmund.

"Edmund, you're alright," she said as she hugged him. "Where are Susan and Lucy?"

"I don't know, I went to my room for a little bit, and when I came back it was like this." Edmund answered. "We need to find Peter."

"Forget about him. He's off with Lady Felicity." Riley said. Edmund saw that she was angry.

"Riley, I'm sure there's a logical explanation for…"

"I think she's a witch," Riley cut in. Edmund was taken back by her comment. "Don't look at me like I'm going crazy. I'm serious."

"I know that. It's just that she doesn't seem like a witch," Edmund told her.

"Yes, but she acts like one. I mean why is it that one second Peter's ready to admit he has feelings for me, and the next he's hanging all over Felicity?" Riley pointed out. "She's probably trying to take over Narnia, and knows that by getting Peter to like her, she will have no trouble in getting the title High Queen." Edmund tried to come up with an answer, but knew Riley had a point.

"Then why kill the rest of us?"

"Because she knows that you three are not going to fall for her tricks. And, now that I'm in the picture, she needs me gone as well."

"Okay, so if she's a witch, how can we stop her?" Edmund asked. "We don't even know how powerful she is."

Riley thought for a moment, trying to figure out what to do. She began to pace back and forth, thinking. After a minute, she stopped and stared at Edmund. Riley knew what she had to do, and hopefully it would work.

"I have to fight fire with fire," Riley told him. Edmund knew what she meant.

"Riley, you're talking about witchcraft. You're not even a witch." Edmund said. Riley looked at him, knowing she needed to tell him the truth.

"When I was thirteen years old I studied witchcraft. It was completely different than magic here, but it taught me one thing," Riley told him.

"What's that one thing?"

"That true magic is what we make it. Aslan told me that the greatest magic is love. That's why Peter's been able to snap out of it. Love helped that."

"So, you're saying that by loving him, you can stop Felicity?" Edmund asked.

"No, but I can bring Peter back. But, this time, I need to do something more drastic. He's completely under a spell. What else did Aslan say?" Riley told him. She couldn't remember what he had told her.

"It doesn't matter right now. So, what exactly are you planning on doing?" Edmund asked.

"Well, it seems that Peter's courting her, so I need to do something that will really get his mind off of her." Riley said. Then, it hit her. "I need to get Peter alone in my bedroom tonight."

"Okay, but what exactly are you…." but Edmund stopped. He knew what she was planning, and he didn't like it. "No, you're not going to do that. I won't let you."

"Edmund, I have no choice. If I don't, Lady Felicity wins and all of Narnia is doomed."

"Riley, you're talking about consummating your…" Edmund stopped and then smiled. "On second thought. Go right ahead."

"Ed, what do you know?"

"Nothing, I just figure it's not worth arguing with you," Edmund said with a smirk. He bowed and then left the room. Riley looked very confused so she decided to clean the room to get her mind off of it. It took two hours before everything was back to the way it was. She looked around, satisfied by her accomplishment. There was a knock on the door and she went to answer it. When she opened the door, she saw Peter.

"What do you want?" Riley asked.

"I need to talk to you," Peter told her. Riley motioned for him to come in. He walked into her room and Riley shut the door.

"Listen, I…where's your mirror?" he asked. Riley couldn't believe he noticed that it was gone.

"Uh…it's a long story," she told him.

"Okay, I was wondering if you've seen Susan and Lucy. I can't seem to find them anywhere." Peter said.

"And that's part of the story." Riley replied. Peter gave her a confused look. "See, a couple hours ago, Edmund and I came in here and it was a complete mess."

"You were with Edmund?" Peter asked.

"Yes…I mean no. We came in at separate times. But, the point is, there was a struggle. I think something bad happened to them." Riley told him. Peter let out a sigh and ran a hand through his hair. Felicity was good, Peter was still his normal self, other than him being infatuated with that witch.

"Who do you think did it?" Peter asked.

"Why does it matter? You'll just get mad at me."

"Riley, it's not Lady Felicity," Peter said, as if reading her mind.

"I wouldn't rule her out."

"You're only saying this because you're jealous." Peter said. Riley laughed a little.

"Jealous? Peter Pevensie, you do not want to get me started on why I hate that girl so much, but jealousy is certainly not the reason," Riley told him.

"I don't have time for this. Don't talk to me until you come back to reality," Peter said. He turned to leave the room, but Riley grabbed his arm. Peter turned around and found that him and Riley were only centimeters apart.

"I am in reality. It's you that's living in a fantasy world. To think there was actually a time when I thought I was in love with you," Riley said. "But, it doesn't matter now, you're courting Lady…"

Riley couldn't finish her statement because Peter's lips pressed against hers. He put his arms around her waist and pull her close to him. The kiss deepened more and more. Riley stepped backwards and Peter followed. They were careful not to break the kiss. Riley stopped when she reached the edge of the bed. Peter slowly broke the kiss and looked her in the eye.

"I don't understand, I'm courting Lady Felicity, and yet I want you so bad." he whispered.

"Well, I don't know about the Felicity thing, but I can help you with the wanting-me thing." Riley replied. She grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it over his head. Her hands ran down his bare chest, memorizing every detail of it. Peter bent down and kissed her again. He then began to untie her dress, slowly.

"This is wrong. I have Felicity, I shouldn't be doing this with you, but I can't help it," he said as he pulled away. Riley knew at that moment that the spell was wearing off.

"Don't worry, I promise we won't get caught," Riley told him. Peter looked at her as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into another kiss. He gently laid her down on the bed. He hovered over her and smiled.

"Are you sure?" he asked. Riley smiled and lightly kissed him.

"I'm positive."

Riley woke up to the sun shining through her window. She rolled over and came face-to-face with a sleeping Peter. The memories of the night before flooded into her head and she smiled. She took her hand and ran it through his hair. Riley prayed that the spell was broken and Peter was back to his normal self. She leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Peter opened his eyes and smiled at Riley.

"Is that all I get for last night?" he asked. Riley laughed and smiled at him.

"What else do you want?" Riley replied.

"A repeat," Peter said before rolling on top of Riley. Riley laughed and stared up at Peter. He smiled back before leaning in to kiss her, but Riley stopped him.

"What about Felicity?" she asked. Peter huffed before rolling over and sitting up. Riley sat up and stared at him.

"You're right. She's a witch. Yesterday, I went to find you after you ran out of the room and she caught me. I tried to get away but then something happened. It was like my thoughts weren't mine anymore. I was thinking about her, when I should have been thinking about you." Peter told her. "And the second you told me you were falling in love with me, I started to get all these mixed thoughts."

"So, it worked."

"What worked?" Peter asked, confused.

"My magic."

"You used witchcraft?"

"No…maybe. I don't know. But, Edmund and I figured out that somehow by loving you, I can bring you out of whatever trance Felicity has you under. There is possibly a chance that I used witchcraft, but I'm not sure."

"But, Riley, you're not a witch. You've never even studied it. Have you?" Peter replied. Riley bit her lip and gave him a nervous smile.

"I did when I was younger, much younger. But, it wasn't the sort of magic used here. Witchcraft where I, or we I guess, come from is different."

"How so?"

"True magic isn't like hocus pocus and potions and such. It's more healing and sharpening your senses. It's about connecting with the world around you, and stuff like that." Riley told him.

"Great, the High Queen of Narnia is a little bit of a witch. Perfect." Peter muttered.

"Now, wait a minute, I am not a wit….Did you say 'High Queen?'"