"We can be heroes, just for one day"
What happened when the proffesor had a grand daughter. But what would happen if Dominique Kirke ends up in Narnia and through a twist of fate, falls in love with Peter Pevensie.
Started : 25-01-21
Finished : 05-0...
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iii. its a new dawn, its a new day, its a new life for me
NICK SAT UNDER THE TREE, READINGA Tale of Two Cities as Lucy sat opposite her, reading something else.
Occasionally, Nick would look up to see the boys arguing over who bowled that wrong or whatever. She just laughed, her and Lucy sometimes slipping into a soft conversation about general things.
She had become pretty close with the youngest Pevensie, especially after everything that had happened between her and Narnia, the forest in the wardrobe.
There had been tension since Edmund had lied about going into the wardrobe and Susan thought it would be a good idea to get everyone to come outside - much to Edmunds chagrin.
"Are you ready?" Peter asked as he got ready to throw the ball to Edmund and he scoffed.
"Are you?" He retaliated, hitting the ball and smashing it through a stain glasses window. They all gasp as they hear something collapsing inside, Nick jumping up.
They all ran upstairs, seeing a collapsed statue of a knight and a big old hole in the window. Peter panted, glaring daggers at Edmund.
"Well done Ed," he said and Edmund held his hands up in defeat.
"You bowled it!" He said back and in his defense, he was right.
"What on earth is going on?" They heard Mrs Macready yell and Susan looked up at them worried.
"Marceady!" She exclaimed and they all looked panicked.
"Come on," Nick said as she ran out, the other following her. They ran through the halls, turning back as they heard her approaching. Footsteps echoed the halls as they ran up and down stairs to find a place to hide.
Nick tried to open one door but it wouldn't work, Edmund opened the door next to it and Peter grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him.
Her heart fluttered at the action, allowing him to pull her into the room with only a wardrobe. Edmund opened the door, looking back at them.
Peter only just realised he was still holding onto Nicks arm and he let go, his face flushing involuntarily red. Nick held in a sigh as she felt her arm go cold, slightly missing the feeling.
"Come on," he said and Peter scoffed.
"You've got to be joking," Susan said, glaring at the wardrobe. But as they all heard footsteps approach, they ran into the wardrobe, coats suffocating them.
