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[peter oliver pevensie]

High King Peter strode down one fo the many vast corridors of Cair Paravel, his castle home. He had his hands cupped behind him as he went, and a hope in his mind that once he reached his destination of the throne hall, it would be empty, or in the very least, have someone a little more appropriate he could talk to than some random and awkward twin boys. The king shook the previous encounter from his head. He had so much more to deal with at the moment.

Nodding and offering warm smiles to all those he passed, Peter walked on. Firstly, and most importantly on his mind, was the situation with all these new comers. Students from a different world, who could use a rather powerful bit of magic.

If they'd come on their own, Peter would have been a little less stressed, but with them, came a massive threat to his world. The name Voldemort made most of the students of Hogwarts cower at the very sound, and Peter and his siblings had found out that he was the most powerful wizard in the (other) world, probably 100 times worse than Jadis herself. Sure, she could turn you into stone and had a really bad attitude, but this Voldemort guy could wipe out countless people in practically no time at all, by himself, and with only the flick of his wrist. Not only was this made evil himself, but he had people, no, witches and wizards at his side that were nearly as bad as he was.

Peter had allowed some of the older, more accomplished students, to put safety and concealment charms on the castle and its grounds, in hope of a bit more protection. But even with all the new knowledge, he really had no idea what he was going to be up against. He couldn’t even comprehend the magnitude of the threat.

All he knew, was that he had made something of a friend from many of the new comers and he was sure they were completely on the side of good. But could their help REALLY be enough to save Narnia from this Voldemort? And that wasn’t the whole issue here either, there were those in Narnia who feared the arrival of these people, these KIDS! Many related them to the wicked Jadis, but Peter was sure that bit at least, wasn't true.

Peters mind continued to race as he finally reached the closed doors of the throne room. He opened the door and quickly stepped inside, closing the door behind him, and leaning against it with a heavy sigh. In the name of Aslan, what was he going to do about all this? Standing up at last he realised he wasn’t alone after all.

[jennifer emilia collins]

don’t be scared of anything at all
everything we have is all we need
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Jennifer sighed as she walked through the halls of Cair Paravel, her thoughts and emotions still in turmoil from her second encounter with Edmund. Merlin was he infuriating and yet she could no longer deny that she felt something for the younger king. Their latest encounter only confirmed that. His parting words still rung in her ears as she walked down yet another corridor within the castle. "You're not sorry one bit Lady Collins. You enjoyed every bit of it. I can tell. But next time will you do me a favor? Next time just tell me you like me, none of these witchy mind games...” And then he had left, leaving her standing there gapping after him life a fish. First he had pissed her off, then he hand completely surprised her by saying he didn’t want her to get hurt and giving her a complement to boot.

She ran a hand through her blond hair as she walked. Where the bloody hell was Sam when she needed him? She wanted her best friend around, not only so she could talk to someone about all these confusing feelings within her, but just for him to be there. That’s what best friends were for after all. But sadly, Sam had yet to arrive in Narnia and Jennifer kept hoping that he would show up soon.

Jennifer stopped walking and looked around, trying to get her bearings as to where in the castle she was. She had been so wrapped up in her thoughts that she hadn’t been paying attention to where in the world she was going. She spotted a large door to her left and pushed it open, entering by far the most beautiful part of the castle she had seen yet, and that was saying something. The hall was long, enough room for several hundred to fit comfortably into the room. The length of the halls was lined with large pillars. Walking further into the room and looking up, Jennifer gaped in awe at the glass roof that had to be at least fifty feet about her. The glass let the warm sunlight into the room, making the room even more beautiful.

At the end of the hall was a dais and on the dais sat four white marble thrones, each with a symbol engraved into their high backs. “Wow,” she breathed as she walked further into the room, her footsteps echoing in the room. So caught up in looking around, she never heard the door open and didn’t even notice someone else had entered the room until she heard a heavy sigh. She turned around and spotted a boy a few years older with dirty blond hair, wearing clothing similar to what Jennifer had seen Edmund wearing. That was not the only thing the two boys had in common. Though he did not have the same dark hair and eyes as Edmund, the two did have similar features. “You’re Edmund's brother, aren’t you?”

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WORDS • 496
CLOTHES • similar to the dress Lucy wears in the first film.
PLACE • Cair Paravel -throne room
WITH • JC
NOTES • hola JC
CREDITS • thnx SWEET SUGAR at CAUTION!

[peter oliver pevensie]

Peter had fully expected the large hall to be empty. But now that he really thought about it, thinking anything of this like was sort of... well silly really. The grandest hall in probably all of the castle Cair Paravel, why should be be in there. Just to enjoy the beauty that he was to behold. Peter pushed himself from the door and straightened up. '“You’re Edmund's brother, aren’t you?”' Peter smirked. Of course she'd know of edmund. She looked about his age, and by the way she carried herself... or perhaps it was just... something else about her, Peter knew she was not a Narnian by birth. He nodded and smiled at this new face.

"I am. Peter Pevensie. The Magnificent." He added, pacing forward still. He couldn't remeber if he'd been formallly introduced to this girl yet, but she did look sort of familiar to him. "And you are? I'm not sure that we've been introduced yet..." He said trailing off, and coming to a hault a arms length or so from her and holding out his hand for her to shake.

[ooc:: dammmn thast short. sorry!!!! D:]

[jennifer emilia collins]

don’t be scared of anything at all
everything we have is all we need
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Jennifer watched as the young man pushed himself away from the door he had been leaning against and stood up straight. Her brows furrowed slightly when he smirked, a smirk that was extremely similar to the one she had seen on Edmund’s face several time. Oh yeah, these two had to be related. She stood still and straight as she saw him look at her, taking in her appearance. She was used to people doing this, glancing her over after meeting her for the first time. It seemed to be something almost everybody did, taking in the appearance of the person before them. She did it too, though she did it a bit differently since she could read people. And Peter seemed….well, stressed was probably the best word for it. Then again, with a bunch of young witches and wizards just being dropped into your homeland with a dark wizard in the land as well, who wouldn’t be? After a moment he nodded and smiled at her.

"I am. Peter Pevensie. The Magnificent. And you are? I'm not sure that we've been introduced yet..."

So this was his older brother. He looked to be about the same age as Justin Lance. As he spoke, he walked towards her and came to a stop an arm’s length before her, causing her to look at him. Merlin, I hate being short! she thought before taking the offered hand and giving him a handshake. “Jennifer Collins,” she replied. “And no, I don’t believe we have yet. I’ve heard of you. Justin mentioned your name when he was giving me a tour of the castle.” Had that really only been a few days ago that she had arrived? It felt like so much longer than that, not that she was complaining. She like it here.

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WORDS • 304
CLOTHES • similar to the dress Lucy wears in the first film.
PLACE • Cair Paravel -throne room
WITH • JC
NOTES • it's fine, JC
CREDITS • thnx SWEET SUGAR at CAUTION!

[peter oliver pevensie]

Peter nodded and took in the younger girls name. Jennifer Collins. At the mention of Justin Lance, Peter gave her a look of understanding. "Oh, ok!" He said, still having really.. no idea who this girl was, but they had Justin Lance incommon, so that must have to be some sort of start right? And of course Justin would mention Peter.... And on top of that, she seemed to know edmund. another person incommon.

Peter smiled at her and gestured forward to a pair of chair off the the side. If all else had failed, why not sit down with another hogwarts student and perhaps get to know them and their world a little better? "And how did you like the tour then Miss Collins? Peter inquired, using her surname for formality. " Oh and do tell me how you know my brother King Edmund, he hasn't some how spoiled your stay here has he?" He asked her, standing infront of the chair he would soon sit in. He gestured for her to sit first.

[jennifer emilia collins]

don’t be scared of anything at all
everything we have is all we need
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A few moments after his reaction to Justin’s name, which had made Jennifer smile, Peter motioned to a pair of chairs off to the side of the hall. Jennifer blinked when she spotted them. Had those been there the entire time she had been in the hall? It seemed like very random thing to miss, two chairs just sitting by themselves in the hall. She shrugged slightly as they began to head over to where the chairs sat off to the side of the hall.

“And how did you like the tour then Miss Collins?”

Jennifer frowned slightly at the Miss. “Please, call me Jenny,” she told him. “Miss Collins may is something my professors call me, often when I’m in trouble in class for dozing off.” She flashed him a grin. She had been caught for that many times, simply because she got bored in class, daydreaming, and then dozing off. Especially in History of Magic, though in there she was never caught. Then again, no one really paid attention in that class, what with his monotone voice. But she had been caught in her other classes. “But the tour was great, this place is amazing. I though Hogwarts was beautiful, but I think this place blows it out of the water.”

“Oh and do tell me how you know my brother King Edmund, he hasn't somehow spoiled your stay here has he?"

She followed his gesture and sat in the chair across from the one she was standing by. “We ran into each other, literally,” she began. “I was going around a corner and he was coming and-” she made a gesture with her hands to show that they collided, complete with ‘boom’ sound effect. She made no mention of his brother’s reaction to the collision or the ensuing argument. She sighed and shook her head in answer to his second question. “No, he has just made it more interesting.” Boy was that the understatement of the year. First he made her angry, then he insulted her, the said he wanted to protect her and gave her a complement, all that before he made her confused as hell as to her feelings towards him.

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WORDS • 374
CLOTHES • similar to the dress Lucy wears in the first film.
PLACE • Cair Paravel -throne room
WITH • JC
NOTES • it's fine, JC
CREDITS • thnx SWEET SUGAR at CAUTION!

[peter oliver pevensie]

Ah, dozing off in class. Something he seemed to remember from another life. A forgotten life.

Peter chuckled softly however, at her stated request. He raised an eyebrow in thought before saying. "How about." He began "Jennifer? Or Collins?" he asked her. "That way, you won't be forced to think of getting into trouble, and it shall still be something of a formal title for you..." He trailed off, hoping she wouldn't take his loyalty to.. formal names to harshly. There were only a few people he had nicknames for, and these, he had a very close personal relationship with.

Peter grinned at the full on compliment of his home. "Yes, from what I've been told, Hogwarts did lack some of Cair Paravel's.. erm.. Beauty." He said with a laugh. Jennifer proceeded to tell him about her.. interaction with his brother. The sound effects made Peter grin broadly. This girl was rather nice. Maybe she was the reason Ed had been acting so.. strangely as of late. The thought made him chuckle yet again.

"Well, it appears that Interesting situations aren't something this castle has been in short supply of lately."

[jennifer emilia collins]

don’t be scared of anything at all
everything we have is all we need
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She smiled as when he chuckled at her mention of falling asleep in class. Edmund had said that he had been born in the 1930’s, so perhaps it was possible that Peter had done the same thing when they were back in England. Who knows, she thought. You barely know them, so he could be chuckling about something else.

"How about. Jennifer? Or Collins? That way, you won't be forced to think of getting into trouble, and it shall still be something of a formal title for you..."

Jennifer grinned. “Then call me Jennifer, that sounds much better the Miss Collins and doesn’t make me look over my shoulder for one of my professors,” she replied. Boy had that happened more times then she could count. Besides, he mum still called her Jennifer, though it was quite often used as part of her full name when she was in trouble for something or other, most often involving Sarah and something Jennifer had done to annoy her older sister. Of course she loved her older sister, but she was just way to girly and tried to make Jennifer girly, which only succeeded in pissing her off.

"Yes, from what I've been told, Hogwarts did lack some of Cair Paravel's... erm... Beauty."

“Well,” she began. “It’s not that Hogwarts isn’t beautiful and awe inspiring, because it is and always will be to me every time I see it. But there is just something about this place that makes it ten times as beautiful and ten times as awe inspiring.” She then looked up at the glass ceiling. “I mean, yeah the Great Hall as an enchanted ceiling to reflect the outside, but this is just simply….amazing.”

"Well, it appears that Interesting situations aren't something this castle has been in short supply of lately."

Jennifer nodded, smiling at Peter. “And I have a feeling things around here are only going to get more interesting as more people from Hogwarts arrive.”

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WORDS • 332
CLOTHES • similar to the dress Lucy wears in the first film.
PLACE • Cair Paravel -throne room
WITH • JC
NOTES • it's fine, JC
CREDITS • thnx SWEET SUGAR at CAUTION!

[peter oliver pevensie]

"Alright then Jennifer. It's a pleasure to officially meet you." Peter said with a smile, reaching out to shake her hand.

Peter listened to Jennifer's... summary, of Hogwarts. "And enchanted ceiling. I haven't heard about that one yet." he said matter of factly. It was still sort of weird to Peter that all this students had come from a completely different time frame than he and his siblings had. Not only that, they were from a completely unknown world, and they lived right under the noses of the none magical folk, whom, Peter had learnt, were referred to as 'muggles.' At first, Peter had thought being called a muggle was insulting somehow. But, that's when he learnt the definition. It was all so... interesting after that.

Peter's expression became one of realization. 'Ah.' he mouthed, thinking. " You know Jennifer, that's more than likely true." he put in with a laugh. "Can I count on you to help keep the others.. Er.. inline while they stay here? Many of the Narnians in this castle may not exactly agree with your magic. Old habits you know."

[jennifer emilia collins]

don’t be scared of anything at all
everything we have is all we need
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"Alright then Jennifer. It's a pleasure to officially meet you."

Jennifer smiled and took the extended hand and gave the young king a handshake. “A pleasure to meet you as well,” she replied.

"And enchanted ceiling. I haven't heard about that one yet."

“No one has told you of it yet?” she asked, mildly shocked that no one had mentioned what she had come to think as the most wonderful thing about Hogwarts castle to the young king before her. “I think it’s the best thing about the castle. It doesn’t compare to this,” she gestured to the glass ceiling above them. “But it’s still incredible. I spent a good chunk of my first letter home just describing the ceiling to my family. I think that was the most writing I have ever done at one time.”

"You know Jennifer, that's more than likely true. Can I count on you to help keep the others.. Er.. inline while they stay here? Many of the Narnians in this castle may not exactly agree with your magic. Old habits you know."

“Sure,” she replied with a small shrug. “I want to do something usefully while I am here. And I know how to handle people that aren’t fond of magic. My Grammy isn’t very fond of it either. So, I just do what my dad told me to do; use my cuteness to my advantage. His words, not mine,” she said with a laugh.

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WORDS • 248
CLOTHES • similar to the dress Lucy wears in the first film.
PLACE • Cair Paravel -throne room
WITH • JC
NOTES •
CREDITS • thnx SWEET SUGAR at CAUTION!

[peter oliver pevensie]

Peter shook his head to her disbelief. Actually, now that he thought about it. It was sort of weird no one had told him about it. Perhaps they just.. had other things to worry about, which, as far as Peter was concerned, was perfectly logical. He smiled though, through his thoughts. It would be a sight to behold, that much he knew for sure.

The high king was glad that Jennifer Collins appeared to be taking this whole ordeal so well. He laughed at her dad's comment. And grinned. "What ever works for you. Absolutly use it to your advantage." He told her through another chuckle. Then, a thought struck him. "But isn't your grammy.. Magical as well??" Peter of course, knew nothing of how the blood lines worked for the magical ones.

[jennifer emilia collins]

don’t be scared of anything at all
everything we have is all we need
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" Whatever works for you. Absolutely use it to your advantage."

Jennifer smiled in response. She had used this technique numerous times, especially around the shelter. The people at the shelter always smiled when she would come, especially when she had been younger. A little girl with blond pigtails skipping into a room full of hungry homeless people that looked depressed as anything often brightened her day. What with the smile the little girl gave them and the happiness in her young voice, it helped to brighten their day. Sydney had often had Will pick the young girl up from school and then bring her over to the shelter to brighten up the atmosphere. Her mother called her an instant picker-upper. Her father, soon after retiring and going to work at the shelter, soon came to agree with this statement.

" But isn't your Grammy.. Magical as well?"

Jennifer shook her head. “No, I’m Muggleborn,” she replied. “I may have had like a great-great-great-great-great grandfather or something that was a wizard, but I have no idea if I do or not.” She cocked her head to the side slightly and gave a small shrug. “All I know is that I’m the only witch in the family and Grammy has never been a big fantasy fan.”

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WORDS • 218
CLOTHES • similar to the dress Lucy wears in the first film.
PLACE • Cair Paravel -throne room
WITH • JC
NOTES •
CREDITS • thnx SWEET SUGAR at CAUTION!

[peter oliver pevensie]

Well, that was interesting. he hadn't realy gotten into the whole.. family blood lines and such with any of the other students, and therefore had just drawn the conclusion that to be a witch or wizard, your parents had to be two. He knew what Muggles were, as he had been called one himself countless times since the very first student had arrived here. "Muggleborn." He said to himself , with a nod of understanding, as he listened to her furthur explanation. It must be hard to be the only witch or wizard in the family...

"Well, that's seems unfortunate to be sure." Peter told her with a nod. "Being the only witch must be hard, and yet, you seem to be a proper example of one. Good for you." He complimented with a smile. The topic made him think. "So if that makes you a muggleborn, what if someone has only one magical parent? Or.. can someone be born to a witch and wizard.. but not be one themselves??" This was an interesting new topic they had stumbled into.

[jennifer emilia collins]

don’t be scared of anything at all
everything we have is all we need
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" Well, that's seems unfortunate to be sure."

Jennifer tilted her had slightly to the right and pursed her lips. “Well,” she began after a moment. “I guess it’s like a win-win situation. There are more Muggleborns and half bloods then Purebloods these days. Though most Purebloods are rather high and mighty and think they are better than everyone else simply because their parents, grandparents, and so on and so forth are magical as well.”

" Being the only witch must be hard, and yet, you seem to be a proper example of one. Good for you."

“Thanks,” she smiled over at him. “I guess it can be at time, simply because no matter how much I tell them, my family will never truly understand all that I am telling them and they will never get to experience all that I have so far and all that I will in the future.”

" So if that makes you a Muggleborn, what if someone has only one magical parent? Or... can someone be born to a witch and wizard... but not be one themselves?"

“Someone with one magical parent and one Muggle parent is known as a half-blood,” she explained “Or it can be someone whose parents are both Magical, but one is a Pureblood and the other a Muggleborn. Their child would be a half-blood. Like Harry, you have met Harry right?” she asked, looking over at the young king. “His mum was a Muggleborn while the Potter family was a well known Pureblood family,” she explained.

She had found that out by reading her books before she went to Hogwarts just to know what was going on. Though, truth be told, it was mostly her mother and father that did the reading, she just kept looking at the pictures while she and her siblings listened. “Then if someone is born to Magical parents and yet has no powers themselves, they are called Squibs,” she told him.

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WORDS • 340
CLOTHES • similar to the dress Lucy wears in the first film.
PLACE • Cair Paravel -throne room
WITH • JC
NOTES •
CREDITS • thnx SWEET SUGAR at CAUTION!

[peter oliver pevensie]

Peter shook his head to her comment about purbloods. That was definitely not very good of them. Peter seemed to recall people smaliar to her description from his forgotten life in England.... He was taken out of his thoughts when she responded to the second half of his statement. "Hmm, yes I think the same can even be said for all i learn about you all."Peter stated with a chuckle.

He listened to her next explination closely. Adding a nod in understanding here and there. "Harry Potter yes. My siblings and I met him together actually." he informed her. and nodding again to her explination.

He let out a sort of.. snoting laugh at the final word. "Squib?" he questioned, quickly regaining his composer and clearing his throat. "Well that's an unfortunate title isn't it?" Peter asked her raising an eyebrow, wondering if she felt the same about the word.