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~Penelope's POV~

I zoned out as we walked mechanically inside the Professor's house. My eyes darted everywhere and I overheard Ms. Macready speaking "Professor Kirke is not accustomed to having children in this house. And as such, there are a few rules we need to follow," quickly she turned to all of us. "There will be no shouting or running," the lady continued walking up the stairs, "no improper use of the waiter, and most definitely no touching the artifacts!"

I held the urge to laugh as Susan was about to touch an armor piece. But all of a sudden her voice got lower, "and above all, there will be no disturbing the professor."

Blake, being his usual self, didn't get the notion to be quiet, and held his hand up high. "So I can't say hello?"

Ms. Macready just glared at him as we moved our way up the next set of stairs and when she was far enough away I finally giggled. This caught Blake's attention and he smirked, "I'm dead honest!"

I shook my head as I followed the Pevensies but all of a sudden I felt the pressure and the burning sensation of someone's eyes on me, and I knew exactly who it was.

~Lucy's POV~

Peter had the radio on that was live in England but Susan came over quickly and turned it off, probably because of me. I wanted to be home in my comfortable bed, and my purple sheets that weren't scratchy. If only I knew how my parents were doing. I would be cheered up, but I couldn't. All because of the war, I couldn't.

I looked up as Susan and Peter came over to sit on the edge of my bed. My mouth twisted to one side. "The sheets feel scratchy."

"Wars don't last forever, Lu. We'll be home soon," Susan said as she held a smile that I could tell was trying to cheer me up.

At that moment I almost smiled but Edmund came in. "Yeah, if home is still there."

Susan looked at him in disapproval. "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

Edmund just snorted in disregard. "Yes, mum."

"Ed!" Peter said. I was getting sadder as the moment passed by till Peter looked to me. "You saw outside, this place is huge. We can do whatever we want here. Tomorrow is going to be great. Really."

All I did was smile weakly but looked down to my sheets again. I could only hope it would be better.

~Blake's POV~

I sat on my bed in my room, holding my face in my hands. All color vanished from my face as I realized what I was doing: I had flirted with her. And all Penelope did was smile, and shake her head. I snorted a bit to myself. She had a really pretty smile. Wait, no! I cannot think that any part of her is pretty or even beautiful, because she is neither pretty nor beautiful.

A knock came on my door and it opened a crack. "Blake? I came to give something back to you."

I looked up seeing Penelope there in a light pink dress that was a little tighter on the waist. "Did I give you something?"

She nodded simply holding up the handkerchief, that I gave to her in the train. I had honestly forgotten all about it. "You know you could've kept it."

Her eyes darted to it and her lips pressed together. "I don't need it anymore. Thank you for being concerned about me, but I'm fine." She handed the fabric to me.

I knew, however, that she was nowhere near fine.

~Edmund's POV~

Boredom was the smallest and simplest word I could think of as we all sat in the parlor and Susan was playing her 'guess where it comes from game'. If I had my way I would tell her the game wasn't fun and leave the room, but I couldn't, because Peter was here, and if I stormed off he'd probably rebuke me and even make me apologize, which is even worse.

As I scratched my name in the wood under the chair I was under I heard Susan say the word "gastro vascular". No one would know what that word meant, and when she repeated it again Peter finally answered with a bored voice.

Great, I wasn't the only one on that notion.

"Is it Latin?"

"Yes."

I smirked as I came out from under the chair. "Is it Latin for this is the worst game ever?"

All I received was a swift glare and a large thud of the large book closing.

Penelope smiled a little bit, "We can always play another game."

Peter looked at her pleadingly when Lucy came over and begged to play hide and seek. That was a child's game and the only child was here and that was Lucy.

But, when Peter started counting, I had no choice but to hurry along and move out of the room.

~Susan's POV~

As I heard Peter's voice boom through the hallways I ran around looking for a good place to hide that not even he would find. I quickly jumped in a wooden box beside a bench. Penelope and Blake wanted my spot, I was sure, but I wasn't going to let them get their way. I shook my head slyly at them, causing them to flee when they still had time to.

~Penelope's POV~

Blake and I sped down the hallway as Peter got close to ninety. He finally just pushed me behind a set of curtains and hurried into a different room. Why did he care if I was caught? That was completely the point of hide-and-seek, and if you got caught then oh well. When Peter moved down our hallway I quieted my breathing but the curtain quickly flipped up causing me to scream.

As soon as the scream sounded, Blake came tumbling out of the room he was in, looking around.

Peter smirked. "Next time we play, wear shoes that match the curtain."

Surprised, I looked down seeing my pretty white flats. I blushed, and turned to Blake, grinning. "You're thinking so hard wrinkles are forming on your forehead."

He looked up blinking but turned around smiling. He actually had smiled, to me, while I was taunting him. Seemed uncharacteristic of him. Something was going on with him and I might as well get to the bottom of it.

~Lucy's POV~

I made my way back into the wardrobe which had led me to a place called Narnia. It was so beautiful there. Even though it was snowing I could still imagine the spring and summer in my mind. Mr. Tumnus was a nice man – well, I meant, a faun, really.

I had almost given up on his friendship with me, when he claimed to be kidnapping me, but when he returned me home safely he gained it back with that one simple thing.

As I stepped out of the wardrobe I came running out of the room yelling. "It's okay! I'm back! I'm alright."

Edmund peeked through the curtains. "Shut up, he's coming."

Penelope's head popped out of the corner. "Lu? What are you talking about? We're playing hide and seek?"

Peter came around beside her, followed by Blake. He looked to me and then to Edmund. "You know I don't think you two quite get this game."

I looked at them, puzzled. "Weren't you wondering where I was?"

Edmund looked irritated. "That's the point; that's why he was seeking you."

Susan then smiled. "Does that mean I win?"

Peter just looked to me. "I don't think Lucy doesn't want to play anymore."

I just looked at them all with widened eyes. "But I've been gone for hours."

Penelope fixed her gaze on me suddenly and her face showed no tension. "Lu, what are you talking about?"

I led them back to the wardrobe and Peter and Susan moved inside and even knocked on the wood in the back but only head a hollow sound. "Lucy, the only wood there is back of the wardrobe." Susan shook her head.

Peter looked to me then and his words made me even sadder. "One game at a time Lu. We don't all have your imagination."

"But I wasn't imagining!" I insisted.

Susan turned to me. "That's enough, Lucy."

"I wouldn't lie about this!" I didn't get it; why wouldn't they believe me?

Edmund smiled impishly. "Well I believe you".

I was overwhelmed with surprise. "You do?"

He smiled and said with a heightened pitch. "Of course! Didn't I tell you about the football field in the bathroom cupboard?"

Penelope looked to him. "Edmund, really, was that necessary? That wasn't needed, you hurt her even more."

He looked to her. "You think you have family to know what we're talking about? You don't, because they're all dead!"

Peter just glowered at his brother. "When are you going to grow up?"

Edmund retorted. "You think you're dad, but you're not!" Then he just ran out the room, leaving Susan to tell Peter that he had handled that correctly.

No one noticed Penelope looking down except for me and Blake. I looked to her. "Penny, are you okay?"

She didn't give me any response. Instead, she just ran out of the room. I didn't know where she was heading to. It could be anywhere, since this manor was so spacious. But I was pretty sure she wasn't running after Ed.

"But it really was there." I said in a softer voice.

Peter sighed. "Susan's right. That's enough, Lucy."

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