Flawed *EDITING* (Chronicles of Narnia & Harry Potter Crossover) (PeterxOC)

46- Caged

So I saw TFIOS last night with my mom. It was so good and so heart breaking. I cried really hard, silently of course, but there were girls around me hiccuping really loudly and sobbing loudly. Lol I think it was really cool how the entire theater cried together. Now I'm off to see Maleficent with my friends. Yay.

Chapter Inspiration:

- Get Home ~ Bastille

- Listen To Your Heart (Non-Techno Version) ~ DHT (submitted by DaughterofPoesidon)

- I Never Told You ~ Colbie Calliat

A few days later I woke to the sound of my grumbling stomach. I've skipped meals before, but I always had my lily petals on me. Now, I was extremely weak. Struggling to sit up, I realized that I had my wand on me. "Accio Lily Petals!" I cried hoarsely through the iron bars.

Not even five minutes later, my supplies came. "Oh!" I exclaimed, preparing the fastest, crappiest tea I've ever made. It was kind of pathetic the way I have been acting, but I haven't had anything in two days. My throat, which was as dry as sandpaper, instantly felt better when the tea washed through my system.

Having confidence now, I stood up with my supplies in one hand and my wand in the other. Making sure to put a thicker force field over me, I shouted, "Bombarda Maxima!" The iron gate blew up into tens of pieces, giving me a way out.

I winced at the thought of how damaged the castle probably was. Just to ease my conscience, I turned around and said, "Reparo." The cell gate was instantly repaired, looking as if I didn't blow it up seconds ago.

As I made my way up the dark stairwell, I winced, realizing I could've just used Alohomora. Oh well, at least I got myself out. Wait a minute. Why am I so stupid? I could've gotten out two days ago using my wand. Idiot! Before exiting through the door, I created a visual screen to see what was going on outside.

Surprisingly, no one was guarding me or the castle. Instead, all the Telmarines were on the beach at their camp. I felt sick as I watched them create plans for Narnia. I made the screen disappear and turned to the door. As I twisted the doorknob, I fell through blindly, landing on the wood floor.

Wood floor? What the hell?! I blinked a few times, realizing that I was in my house again. This was crazy. How many times was I going back and forth? Something told me, however, that this would be the last time for a while. A twinge of guilt flooded my stomach, telling me that the surviving Narnians probably believed me dead.

I was so deep in thought that I didn't see Harry walk around the corner, almost tripping over me. "Woah! Laurel, are you alright? Did you find the duvet covers?" I blinked, startled. "Duvet...covers?" I realized that that was what I was doing before I fell into Narnia. Honestly, Aslan must find me falling into Narnia very humorous because I have been doing it every time. 

Harry reached in and pulled out the covers, which were lying in plain sight. "Where did that brain of yours go? You've been zoning out a lot." he chuckled. My brain is stuck in Narnia. I shook my head, offering him a smile. "Sorry. Just thinking."

He smiled and brushed off the apology, taking the duvet covers back to his new room. "I have to head back to the Dursleys in a few minutes." Harry called from his room. I frowned. "Couldn't you stay for dinner? I want to limit your time there as much as possible."

The smile in his voice was obvious as he said, "I wish I could, but there's some stuff I have to get done before the plan happens." Although he couldn't see me, I nodded. As I stood up, I saw Eva walk up the stairs.

I offered her a smile and hugged her. "Hey you. What've you been up to?" She shrugged. "Reading. What's for dinner?" I wrinkled my nose, trying to recall what we had in the pantry. My mind was too jumbled up to remember.

"Uh...whatever you want." She giggled and beamed up at me. "Can we have pancakes?" I chuckled and said, "Sure. That sounds like fun." Harry walked towards us, giving us a playful look. "I have the weirdest sisters." I ruffled his hair and called, "Oi, watch it or I'll turn you into an appetizer. You'll taste good when I'm a tiger."

The look on his face sent Eva and I burst into a fit of giggles. "You know technically that's called cannibalism." He told me as we descended the staircase. I shrugged nonchalantly. "But technically, I'll be a tiger. So no it won't." After spending two and a half days in a dungeon, I've suddenly been looking at my life at a different perspective. I ruffled her hair and started to make the pancakes.

When I made ten fluffy, golden pancakes, I turned to Harry who was sneaking a few bites of mine. I beckoned him to follow me to the other room, leaving Eva to eat alone for a few minutes. "Has the date been determined?" I asked him quietly.

He nodded. "The Saturday in two weeks." I cringed, realizing how close that was. "Where will Eva be? She won't come to pick me up right?" I nodded violently. "Of course. I'll drop her off at the Burrow. Ginny and Mrs. Weasley will be there."

Harry frowned. "Why don't you just stay with them? It'll be less work for you." I gave him a look. "You know damn well Harry that I'll be pacing like a madman until you're there. I need to be with you. If it makes you feel better, I won't ride a broom."

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Nothing I say will make you change your mind, yeah?" I gave him a smug smirk and shook my head. "You're stuck with me Potter." "That's a good thing Collins." "Promise me, that you'll say goodbye before you leave. I don't want any surprises." He nodded. "I promise." I hugged him tightly and walked him out, giving him a few extra pancakes.

Eva leaned against the back of the couch. "What were you and Harry talking about?" I sighed and cocked my head, debating whether to tell her now or later. "We were talking about a plan. Never mind that for now though. Let's get ready for bed."  Ignoring her frown, I led her upstairs.