𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒, 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖾

Chapter 1: Evacuating London

~3rd Person P.O.V.~

In a small little house in Finchley, a h/c haired pre-teen girl was running around her house, collecting important things that she and her mother will need. Outside, many airplanes flew above their home and many others homes.

"Y/n!" The girls mother called out in the house.

The two met in the hallway, many things laying in their arms.

"Are you alright?" Her mother asks in concern. "Are you hurt?"

The girl shakes her head. "No. No, I'm fine."

The mother nods before the two ran out of their house, running towards a little room they had underground. Opening the door, her mother pushed her in slightly before getting in herself. Holding her daughter close to her, the two of them listen to the bombing and commotion happening outside their home as the girl played with her snowflake necklace.

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Walking in the train station, the mother and daughter push through the crowd, looking for a certain family they were meeting. The family of her best friends.

The Pevensie family.

The girl was the same age as the oldest of the four siblings. Peter Pevensie. Who also happened to be her best friend out of the four. She was the closest to him, but she was close with his three younger siblings, too.

Susan, Edmund, and Lucy.

The mother and daughter walked a little further, before her mother caught sight of the Pevensie family. Their mothers greeted each other, as the girl greeted the Pevensie siblings with hugs. Lucy, the youngest, clung onto her. Though their age difference, Lucy was probably the second closest to the girl, Y/n.

Finally, getting Lucy to let go of her for a couple seconds, Y/n went to greet Peter, who was staring at her the whole time. He'd never admit it, but he had a crush on the girl since they were kids, but never said anything. They had been best friends since birth, just like their mothers.

What he didn't know, was that she felt the same way.

"Y/n." He breathed out, pulling her close to him.

The two held each other in their arms, before someone clung onto Y/n's leg. She knew exactly who it was. Still holding each other slightly, she looked down, seeing Lucy Pevensie hugging onto her leg tightly, making Y/n chuckle.

Lucy always loved the girl like a sister. She looked up to Y/n, just like she did with Susan, who always happened to look up to the girl, as well, even though she was only a little bit older than her.

The Pevensie kids said one last goodbye to their mother, while Y/n did the same with hers. Holding her daughter close to her, many tears fell onto their cheeks.

"I love you, darling. You be safe, and look after yourself." Her mother said. "You take care of them. I know you will."

"I will, mum." Y/n sobs slightly.

The two hug for another minute before pulling away. Both mothers stand beside each other, watching their kids walk away. Peter and Y/n walk behind them. Along with Lucy, who held onto both of their hands.

In the distance, some soldiers walked by, which caught Peter's attention as Y/n handed the woman hers and Lucy's ticket.

"May I have your ticket, please?" The woman asked Peter, who didn't hear a word. "Ticket, please."

"Peter." Susan sighed in annoyance, taking the boys ticket and handing it to the woman.

"That's right. On you go." The woman said after a couple seconds.