Chapter 8: Mr. Tumnus...

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Y/N POV:

Y/N: Welcome, my friends, to Narnia.

I spread my arms and took a deep breath. The air here was so clean. Susan and Peters faces were full of wonder.

Susan: Impossible.

Lucy then got up and walked in front of Peter and Susan.

Lucy: Don't worry. I'm sure it's just your imagination.

I chuckled.

Peter: I don't suppose saying we're sorry... Would quite cover it.

Lucy: No. It wouldn't.

Susan was staring at me. A looked of mixed wonder and guilt.

Y/N: It's fine. Not really something you can believe without seeing.

Susan: But...

She looked at Lucy and back at me.

Y/N: It's fine.

As this little moment was happening Lucy was secretly gathering snow.

Lucy: Catch!

She through a large snow ball at Peter hitting him right in the face.

Peter: Oh!

Everyone rushed to make snowballs. I had three currently and through two a Susan and Peter. The one I through at Susan missed but the one other one hit Peter om his arm. Peter through one back at Lucy and hit her arm.
My final snowball was thrown at Edmund hitting him directly in the face. It wasn't meant to but it was still funny.

Edmund: Ow! Stop it!

As the euphoria from the snowball fight and the discovery of Narnia died down the atmosphere grew heavy.

Peter: You little liar.

I was inclined to agree.

Edmund: You didn't believe her, either.

Also a valid point.

Peter: Apologize to Lucy.

Lucy looked at Edmund expectantly.

Peter: Say you're sorry!

Peter got up close to Edmund.

Edmund: All right. I'm sorry.

Y/N: Peter, maybe calm down a little bit?

I didn't want him doing anything he would regret.

Lucy: That's alright. Some little children just don't know when to stop pretending.

Edmund: Oh, Very funny.

Susan: Maybe we should go back.

Edmund: But, shouldn't we at least take a look around?

Peter: I think, Lucy should decide.

Y/N: I agree with Peter. Let's let Lucy decide.

Lucy looked ecstatic.

Lucy: I'd like you all to meet Mr. Tumnus!

Y/N: Then to Mr. Tumnus's it is.

You and Peter step back in to the brush leading to the wardrobe.

Susan: But we can't go hiking in the snow dressed like this.

Peter: No,

We walked back to the group holding a couple coats each.

Y/N: But I'm sure the professor wouldn't mind us using these.

I handed Susan a coat and put one on myself.
I leaned in next to her and whispered.

Y/N(~): I guess he did have one my size in there.

That got a small laugh out of her.

Peter: Besides, if you think about it logically.

He hands Lucy a coat.

Peter: We're not even taking them out of the wardrobe.

He hands Edmund a coat.

Edmund: But that's a girls coat!

Peter: I know.

I had a good laugh at that. Even if he looked more snug than the rest of us.

We proceeded on the walk to Mr. Tumnus's home. Along the way Susan fell back a bit. After about a minute of contemplating I decided to join her.

Y/N: What's on your mind?

Susan: Just... this shouldn't be happening right now.

Y/N: Really? I dunno seems pretty real to me.

I pinched my cheek. Big mistake in the cold.

Y/N: Ow! Yep definitely real.

Susan laughed. Whether at my pain or my comment I did not know.

Susan: You're... different.

Y/N: What makes you say that?

Susan: Well you act stupid but I can tell you're smart.

Y/N: Really?

Susan: Yep.

Y/N: What makes you think I'm smart?

Susan: The books you read and the fact that you decided to investigate this Wardrobe when the rest of us just turned a blind eye to it.

Y/N: I guess.

I was blushing ever so slightly. It was a compliment I've never received before. Mum always pushed me to study but I've never been complimented for it.

Y/N: I think you're pretty smart too.

Susan turned her head away.

Susan: Thanks.

She started messing with her hair. It was kind of cute.

As I was staring at her I almost failed to notice Lucy and the others stopping. I manage to stop myself from bumping into anyone but it was close.

We had arrived at Mr. Tumnus's house. But something was wrong. The door was blown in... and Mr. Tumnus was nowhere to be found.

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