Re-Entering the Wardrobe

"I looked up at the Two sons of Adam and the Two daughters of Eve. For I myself was like them. For I myself was a Daughter of Eve." This is Re-Entering the Wardrobe! A Narnia Fanfiction! Hope you like it!


4. The Professor's House (October 1941)

A couple of hours later, I was at the train station, watching people mill about and watching other kids board the train to their new homes. I was expected to get on this train, even if I wanted to or not. I hate this, not being able to have a choice! Reluctantly I got on the train. I sat with these three really mean, tough, and rude children. They were around my age, if not, older. We sat in silence for the entire ride, until we got to Coombe Platform, which was where I was supposed to be getting off. I was relieved to be getting off, to tell you the truth.

I waited two and a half hours to get brought up to the house! An' when I got up there, it was because I W A L K E D half of the way. That was after I stopped a man to ask for directions. The Lady who brought me up introduced herself as Mrs. Macready. So, for a solid twenty minutes, I was in the back of the horse drawn wagon that brought me up the steepest part of the hill. As we went up the hill, I saw the other four children. For some odd reason they looked VERY familiar. Emphasis on very. They were playing cricket. Oh, how I enjoyed sports! I wished very hard that they would let me play after! I walked into the house, correction-- mansion, and Mrs. Macready gave me a few rules.

"No running, no loud noises, no..." After that I tuned out because she was starting to get really annoying. "And no disturbing the Professor." She seemed very satisfied with herself. Nose pointed in the air, she showed me to the room where I would be staying. Worst part was she wouldn't slow down while I lugged my heavy suitcase behind me. When we got there I set my suitcase down and looked around, while Mrs. Macready walked out. It was a nice small room, but it was big enough for two people. I guess that there were no bedrooms for just one person. I started to unpack my suitcase, with the very little belongings I had. As I set my nightgown on the bed, I heard shuffled footsteps coming from the hallway. I decided to ignore it.

"Stop shoving me, Edmund!" Somebody whispered from the hallway.

"I'm not touching you, Susan!" another whisper came from the hallway, probably Edmund.

"Shush, both of you!" a third voice whispered from the hallway.

"What are we doing!?" Edmund asked in a harsh whisper.

"Just be quiet, Edmund!" The third voice told the Edmund-boy with authority in his words.

These must be the other children from outside... I thought eagerly. I kept unpacking while I listened to the conversation from outside.

"Are you almost done bickering, I want to meet the girl!" a fourth voice whispered with excitement.

"Shush, Lucy!" the Edmund-boy replied.

"What did I do?!" asked the girl-Lucy.

"Nothing, Lucy." The third voice responded. There were more shuffled footsteps and some more cries. I quietly giggled to myself. I finally brought out the two books I had taken with me and placed them on the nightstand when one of the four children was pushed into the door's opening. I held his gaze. I walked around the bed and towards the door.

"Hello," he started. "What's your name?"

"I'm Molly, and don't you think that it's a little rude not to introduce yourself first?" I asked him.

"Oh.... sorry, I'm Peter. Peter Pevensie."

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