Everything Has Changed

Chapter 1: The Pevensies

A/N: The theme song is Everything Has Changed by Taylor Swift ft. Ed Sheeran

The train station in London was horribly crowded. Parents sending their children off to live with strangers so they wouldn't get caught in the war. All the sad faces of the little kids, the brave faces that hid the sadness, which lay just beneath the surface, threatening to overcome the older kids as they tried to look positive for their younger siblings. It was all too horrid for Abigail Kirke, she was used to teary-eyed good-byes at the train station but this? This was just too much sadness and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Ticket please." A middle-aged woman in a navy blue uniform requested. Abigail handed the lady her ticket and looked around the station on last time before heading for the train. 

The many compartments on the train were already starting to fill up with unaccompanied minors with sullen looks on their faces. Abigail tried as hard as she could to hide her happiness, to tuck it away until she was alone. The reason she was so much happier than they others was that where they were leaving their homes, she was going to her home. Abigail went to a boarding school in London and went home for every holiday. For the past seven years of her life Abigail had taken a train from her home to the boarding school and back. Her parents had died when she was ten year old, forcing her to move into the huge mansion that her grandfather owned. The deal was that she'd still go to school in London so they wouldn't have to worry about transfer papers, but she would live with her grandfather during the times she was not at school. She was excited to go back to the mansion for two reasons, one, because there was a large lake on the property and she loved swimming in it, and two, because the old house had the biggest library she had ever seen in her life; she's been reading the books in that place since she got to her new home and has yet to read half of the amount of books in the library. 

She searched for an empty compartment to sit in, as did many of the other children did, leaving the comfort of their parents' arms and boarding the train. It took her a while but she finally found one and took one of the seats that were close to the window. Once seated Abigail pulled out her copy of The Hobbit, and began reading, enjoying the quietness of the locomotive's compartment. She felt at peace with herself and her surroundings, the feeling didn't last very long though.

A fit looking handsome golden haired boy opened the compartment door and asked, "Mind if we sit here?"

"Be my guest." Abigail sighed, gesturing to the empty bench in front of her without looking up from her book.

"Thanks!" A young brunette girl said, taking the seat that was directly across from Abigail.
The young girl was small, only eleven years old and her chocolate brown eyes were full of light as she looked around the compartment. Three more people came into the compartment with her. Two boys and one girl. The first boy was the golden haired block who had asked if they could share the compartment with Abigail. He was tall and looked to be the eldest- seventeen years old. His blue-green eyes were sad and distant, he just stared out the window at he sat down, waiting for the train to pull out of the station. The eldest of the two girls had dark hair, pale skin and dark eyes. Not saying a word as she sat down to the right of her brother. Finally the youngest boy, He had dark hair that ways slightly disheveled, dark eyes and a scowl was plastered across his freckled face.
They sat in science for a couple of hours and Abigail was really grateful for that, since she had, had enough of the hustle and bustle of London.

All was well, her book was half read and she thought to herself, Wow, this is getting really good. The four that had joined her sat quietly, occasionally whispering among themselves.

"So... Where are you from?" The young girl had asked Abigail, breaking the blissful silence. She looked up from her book.

Damn! She thought as she sighed and said, "Pardon me?" Abigail hated getting attention, she was always the one who sat in the back, out of sight and never talked during class time, or anytime really.