Fifth King,Lost Queen

9

Fifth King Lost Queen

By Pinion King

Disclaimer: The worlds of Harry Potter and Narnia do not belong to me and I am only using them for your entertainment.

Chapter 9

Harry's eyes snapped open; he sat up quickly looking around to see what had woken him, seeing nothing he flopped back down onto his bed. Something was different, he felt more alive then he had in years.

"Maybe talking about something does make you feel better." He muttered as he dragged himself out of the bed.

Throwing on a robe that was hanging on the end of his bed he moved over to the covered window. He threw open the blinds and quickly had to shield his eyes from the bright sun that was reflecting off the ocean in front of him. He had never stopped to admire the view; he was too wrapped up in his own grief and guilt. It truly was a beautiful sight. The late morning sun high up in the clear blue skies, the bright rays of the sun reflecting off the crystal blue waters was in front of him. To the left was the start of the forest, below him was the courtyard of the castle, and the walls of the castle that enclosed the castle from the beauty that was beyond those walls. He focused his eyes back towards the beach and could see someone lying face down on a towel enjoying the sun. Harry's eyes narrowed trying to work out who it was. A slow grin came across his lips. He conjured himself a pair of board shorts, slipped them on before he changed into a black hawk and flew out the window.

He flew down to the beach and circled his victim. They looked to be asleep. Harry flew down and landed behind the person and transformed back into human form. He lifted them off the towel with a little bit of wandless magic and manoeuvred them towards the sparkling blue waters. When he had them in position he called out.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

Susan woke with a start looking around for who had woken her and saw Harry standing there smiling. He was on the beach, and her towel was next to him. She looked down and shrieked she was floating about ten meters above the water. She looked back at Harry to see a smirk forming across his face.

"Don't even think about it!" She tried her best glare at him.

His smirk just got bigger, and she dropped five meters closer to the water. She let out another shriek as she got closer.

"Put me down NOW!" she growled.

"Put you down?" Harry raised and eyebrow.

"Yes! Let me go!"

Harry's smile got wider. She realised what she had just said.

"No! Stop!"

It was too late, Harry released the spell and she crashed face first into the water.

Harry started laughing the moment she resurfaced, she was coughing and spluttering, and her long brown hair was soaked and covering her face. She was turning around in circles, completely out of sorts. When she stopped coughing she pushed the hair off her face and turned to face him. The glare on her face would have had most men running, but Harry had, had practice after living with two women for a few years, so he just waved.

"How's the water?" He called out. He was playing with fire, and there was a big chance he was going to pay for it later, but he wasn't fussed. It was worth it.

She didn't respond, just swam towards the shore, and when she was close enough, began to stomp out of the water. Unfortunately the clothes she was wearing weren't supposed to be for swimming and were water logged. The unexpected weight from the water logged dress sent her face first into the water again. Sending Harry into another fit of laughter. She resurfaced again and stayed seated in the shallow waters pouting. Her dignity all but gone.

"That wasn't very nice" she said cutely.

"No, it was fantastic!" trying hard to ignore the pouting face and cute voice.

Harry walked out into the shallow waters and towards her, holding out his hand to help her up. He knew what she would do, but wasn't fussed, it was a nice day and the water felt nice. As he predicted, the moment she had hold of his hand she pulled him into the water next to her. Harry sat next to her in the water enjoying the cool water, their closeness and the comfortable silence. After a few minutes he got back onto his feet and offered his hand to help her up, the accepted it this time and he lead her out of the water. When they got back onto the beach, another flash of wandless magic, and they were both dry.

"Thanks!" Susan smiled at him when he dried her off.

"My pleasure" Harry returned her smile whist he repeated the process on himself.

Conjuring himself a towel next to Susan's he dropped down into it, Susan copied his actions and sat down on her towel, although a little more gracefully.

"I use to come out here nearly every morning. I would sit here and watch the sun rise over the water. Or sometimes I would ride my horse up to the top of that cliff over there."

Susan pointed to a high cliff on the other side of the beach. Harry smiled, grabbed her hand and apparated them up to the top of the cliff. Susan gave another little shriek, and then glared at Harry, before she turned to face the edge of the cliff.

"From here I can see the whole kingdom that I ruled. I would watch the birds fly, the trees and bushes rustle as Narnians ran through the forest looking for their breakfast. Even after all the years I ruled as Queen I still found it hard to realise that I, Susan Pevensie, an ordinary teenage English girl, was the Queen of a kingdom."

Harry took in the view as he listened to her talk, it truly was beautiful.

"When we went back to England, I was devastated. I was in a strange place. England wasn't my home, Narnia was. I may have had some family here, like my mother, but I also had family in Narnia. I put a face on pretending I was glad to be back in England. I lost count of how many nights I cried myself to sleep, wishing I could go back."

Harry looked at the gentle Queen; her eyes were lost in a far away gaze.

"Then we came back again. Narnia was nothing like I remembered. My home, Cair Paravel had been destroyed, attacked by an enemy. The Narnians I grew up with were gone. The Narnians that were left were forced to hide for fear of their lives. Many lost the ability to speak as they became wild animals once again. We fought and restored peace to Narnia. When Aslan told Peter and me we were not coming back, I don't think I have felt any worse in my entire life. I was being kicked out of my own home." There were tears now running down her cheeks "When I got back to England. I created barriers, forced myself to forget, and buried everything deep. I made myself believe that Narnia was only just a game and that it didn't exist. I betrayed Aslan by not believing in him. Peter, Edmund and Lucy handled things better they continued to believe, and when the train crashed, they returned here, and I was left alone. Then you came, you slowly started to break down the wall that I had built to protect myself. The wall shattered when I read the inscription on the crown. 'Once and King or Queen of Narnia, always a King or Queen of Narnia'. I swore to that oath at my coronation, and by refusing to believe I betrayed that oath."

Susan let loose a couple of small sobs, Harry was never good when dealing with crying women so he just wrapped the young Queen in a hug. She quickly latched onto him like a lifeline and let the tears flow. Harry whispered small encouraging comments into her ear and gently rocked her back and forth as she released her hurt and pain through her tears. After a few minutes her tears dried and he sobs turned into a small sniff every so often. Her breathing changed and before Harry knew it, she had fallen asleep on his shoulder. Smiling he pulled her closer and sat back to watch the comings and goings of the creatures of Narnia, and enjoyed the warmth of the sun. It wasn't long before he too was asleep.

A/N: Well here we are, after over a year here is a new chapter. This is only short but hey. I lost interest in my writing, and was having all sorts of issues trying to work out where this story needed to go. I am working on the next chapter, but I can't promise a release date yet.

Cheers...PK