His Queen- E.Pevensie [ON HOLD]

II: somewhere only we know

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'And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So, why don't we go?
somewhere only we know'

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August 1971

Juliet looked around her frantically for somewhere to hide, she had just broken her mother's favourite vase and she did not want her mother to find her. Juliet's mother, Vanessa Fosters, while a sweet woman at heart could be terrifying when you got on the wrong side of her and right now, Juliet was on the wrong side of her mother.

Sirius scoffed, muttering "understatement of the bloody century"

"Who is Juliet Fosters?" Harry muttered subtly to Remus who winced as if he had been struck merely by the name. Clearly they must've had some bad history between them, Harry thought almost regretting the question. Alas, his curious nature couldn't make him completely regret his action.

"She was... an old friend. Sirius, James, Peter and I were good friends with her throughout our Hogwarts days- Lily too" Remus answered after a second, half looking as though he were about to cry or smile. Harry noticed that Remus looked like that a lot when talking of the past.

Well the majority of the people were dead or had betrayed him in the war so Harry wasn't entirely sure he could fault the man.

She ran up the stairs, her blonde, shoulder length hair running behind her, and tried every room in the house in search of somewhere her mother couldn't find her. Alas every room she tried, there were either no hiding spots or too many horrific ones for there to be a good one. Until she tried the garden, ignoring the bite of the cold wind.

Finally, she found it, in the woods just behind the Fosters' family home, she didn't have to go in too deep and she didn't want to. The woods behind the Fosters' manor were rather eerie and the wind was always a bit harsher in there.

"Oh come on, everyone knows you do not run into the scary forest unless you want to be eaten alive by a bear or a dark wizard or something!" Blaise Zabini exclaimed from the Slytherin table causing some of his peers and the majority of the hall to turn and look at him.

"It's common knowledge!" Blaise defended himself,

"Sure it is mate" Theodore Nott, or as he liked to go by Theo, said sympathetically patting his friend's shoulder.

"Well, he's not wrong" Fred Weasley piped up, George his identical twin nodding along with him.

"Horror movie 101" Dean Thomas agreed, Seamus looking at his 'best friend' in shock at the fact he had agreed with a Slytherin. The horror.

Juliet ignored it all and ran into them, backing up behind one of the trees. It was lucky she had a book on her when the accident happened else she would've been rather bored the two hours she sat waiting. Fortunately, Juliet had decided to hide behind a tree that had a small stump perfect for her to sit on. Moss ran up the back of the tree, acting like a small cushion for Juliet to rest her head on while she read.

"She sounds like you 'Mione, never going anywhere without a book" Ron said, turning to the girl in question. Hermione simply shrugged.

Harry, however, was thinking about how that was something he used to do whenever the Dursleys had gone out together or there was only his Aunt Petunia at home. She was never as bad when Uncle Vernon wasn't around. He'd always climb up the large tree at the back of the garden and, read one of the books left lying around the house until he heard the car pull up outside the house.