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A Broken Heart by _Keeper_
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Format: Novella
Chapters: 13
Word Count: 26,765
Status: COMPLETED

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature

Genres: Crossover
Characters: Hermione, Luna, OtherCanon
Pairings: Hermione/OC, Harry/Luna, OC/OC, Other Pairing

First Published: 07/31/2009
Last Chapter: 08/20/2010
Last Updated: 08/25/2010

Summary:
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Narnia-HP Crossover A Hermione Granger-Edmund Pevensie Story. Ron cheated. The classic story of girl finds out, girl runs away, girl get sent--to Narnia? ~ Sequel is now up, check out New Wounds ~
 

Chapter 11: Fairy Tale Endings
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The lightning cracked across the sky and I clung tighter to my blanket.

 

Here I was, friend to the famous Boy-Who-Lived, the girl who’d faced so much concerning Voldomort, escaped criminals, and being cheated on.

 

And I was hiding under my blanket. From lightning.

 

‘Wow, I must look pathetic.’ Another boom sounded outside and I squeaked as I pulled the blanket tighter around me.

 

‘Umn, Hermione?’ Edmund’s sleepy voice called across the room, ‘You alright?’

 

‘Yeah, I’m fin—’ More lightning.

 

‘Ok, take that back. I hate lightning. I have since I was little.’ I said, peering out from under the blanket to look over to the sleeping King. He was propped up in his bed, rubbing his eyes, his tousled hair even more chaotic.

 

I smiled, forgetting the storm outside for a bit.

 

He looked so cute. I sighed, what was it with me? Why did everything he did look cute?

 

I huffed, and then dashed back under my blanket as thunder rolled across the sky again.

 

‘Do-do you want to join me for tonight?’ Edmund’s voice was still thick with sleep but he was trying to be sincere. Probably not too sincere though because I was keeping him up with my little panic-attack.

 

I stopped for a second, waiting for the lightning to sound once - I had been counting the times in between the bolts coming down and discovered it was a simple thirteen count.

 

More then enough time to walk over to Edmund’s bed without looking like a total moron sprinting over there – acting as if I was running for my life.

 

It sounded and I cringed slightly as I stepped out of my bed and walked over to Edmund’s side. His expression was confused, but he moved over and made room for me.

 

‘Thanks.’ I said awkwardly crawling in next to him.

 

‘Uh-um.’ He hummed. If I didn’t know he was in the bed as well I would have guessed no one was. He was practically falling off of the other side.

 

‘You know—if-if you’re cold, you could move over a bit.’ I offered, my voice cracking a bit.

 

I felt him shift and soon his arm was wrapped around my side.

 

‘Night.’ I said, and curled up next to the pillow. Somehow just having someone there, made me feel safe.

 

The room grew quiet, and I thought Edmund was asleep so I closed my eyes.

 

‘You smell like jasmine and cherry blossoms.’

 

I pursed my lips; I wasn’t expecting that, ‘Is that a good thing?’

 

‘Yes.’ And it grew quiet again.

 

‘You know I would never purposely do anything to make you uncomfortable, right?’

 

‘Yes.’ I said, lacing my fingers with his hand, ‘Where did that question come from?’

 

‘You hesitated when you came over here. And I just wanted to let you know that.’ I turned towards him with a small smile.

 

‘What?’ I could see his eyes fill with confusion and I smiled.

 

‘I only hesitated because I didn’t want to sprint over here when the lightning sounded. I wanted to walk as gracefully over here as I could because I already had made so much of a fool out of myself.’

 

Edmund smiled and looked at me, ‘You didn’t make yourself look like a fool. You were scared. Fools are people who believe nothing can scare them, all daring and such’ He brought his hand up to stroke my cheek, ‘then they learn that they are just human and they can get scared of something in life. You, my Hermione, are no fool.’

 

He kissed my forehead, ‘Now, are you alright?’

 

I nodded.

 

‘Good, now try and sleep we have a big day ahead.’ He pulled me into his arms and rested his head atop mine.

 

‘Edmund?’ I whispered.

 

‘Yes?’ His voice wasn’t annoyed, just tired.

 

‘What are you scared off?’

 

He thought about it for a second, and then tightened his arms around me, ‘Loosing what is closest to my heart.’

 

I smiled and curled up next to him, the lightning no longer a problem.

 

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My eyes opened slowly, my body didn’t really want to get up right now. I was comfortable and warm and I knew once I got up it would be cold and well, not comfortable. I turned over to an empty bedside.

 

My eyebrows drew up into confusion and sat straight up.

 

‘Edmund?’ I called sitting up. The room was still dark so I thought he had just been changing or something, but no reply came.

 

I grudgingly pulled my legs from under the blanket and stood up on the cold floor, ‘Edmund?’ I tried again, knowing that I wouldn’t get a response back.

 

I walked over to my bed and grabbed my cloak and wand, just to be careful, and headed towards the door.

 

A dull light shown through the creak of the tent flaps, I pulled one open just enough to see out. It was still early morning, the sky was just starting to turn grey, streaks of purple and pink had just started out across the sky.

 

The wind picked up as I stepped outside. I pulled my cloak tighter around me as my hair flew every which way.

 

‘If anything, he is going to be with Peter.’ I said to myself as I walked over to the High Kings tent.

 

The camp was very still, no sign of life anywhere.

 

Startled, I quickened my pace a bit and was soon at the tent door, ‘Peter, are you in there?’

 

I heard some shuffling and then a quick, ‘Come in.’

 

I opened the tent flap slowly and stepped in; the tent was just like Edmunds only with one bed off to the side and different armor on the mannequin. Peter stood running his hands through tousled hair as he stood by the newly lit light.

 

A small gasp escaped out of my lips, I was guessing Edmund wasn’t here. Peter stood with dark jeans on but no shirt. Apparently I had just woken the King up accidently and he didn’t look bad the way he was dressed.

 

‘Oh, I’m sorry—I-I—’ I was embarrassed. I darted my eyes to the ground, ‘I should go.’

 

‘It’s ok Hermione, what is it you needed?’ Peter’s voice was husky with sleep; He yawned and took a seat on his bed rubbing his eyes.

 

‘I was looking for Edmund, and I’m guessing you haven’t seen him considering you are half dressed.’ I explained quickly, my eyes staying on the ground.

 

I heard Peter chuckle, ‘I can put on a tunic if it’s bothering you too much.’

 

‘No, no, its fine, your room your—well your whatever.’ I looked up to him, keeping my eyes on his face. I laughed, it was silly to be embarrassed, it was just like with Harry, Peter was like a brother to me, so no need to feel awkward.

 

‘Ok, well you said something about looking for Edmund?’ He said, standing once again.

 

I nodded. I always mumbled when I explained things really, really fast.

 

‘He’s probably out by the waterfall that we saw earlier, he always feel the most at peace when he can just be around the water and watch it as he’s thinking.’ Peter explained.

 

‘Alright, good. Thanks Peter.’ I turned to leave but stopped as Peter called my name, ‘Yes?’ I said turning around.

 

‘Can I talk with you about something—well, something kind of serious?’ Peter said, motioning towards two chairs at the strategy table.

 

I nodded and took a seat, my hands resting awkwardly in my hands.

 

Peter signed and rested his head in his hands for a while before looking up to me, ‘Aslan is going to send you back after we get my sister’s, you know that right?’

 

I could feel the tears budding at the corner of my eyes, I nodded.

 

‘Now, I really don’t want you to go – we could really use a Queen like yourself around here. And I’m sure Edmund wouldn’t argue to that idea—well, anymore.’ Peter said with a smile and I blushed slightly, ‘But Aslan told me about what’s exactly going on back in your world.’

 

I nodded, thoughts of Harry and Luna alone with—with…He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named…just, just scared me to death. As much as I wanted to be here, I had to go back – I didn’t have any other choice.

 

‘Yes, I figured he would.’ I said, ‘I know I have to go back.’ I looked up to Peter, and his strong eyes met with my tearful ones.

 

I hadn’t really told the Kings all of what was going on in the Wizarding world; they were too concerned with the saving of their sisters – who could blame them? – but now it was time for me to start thinking of that again.

 

My fairy tale was coming to an end.

 

But then again, fairy tales only last until everyone was happy and together again and back where they belonged, and then the cursive letters of The End would play across the screen and I would be going home.

 

I would be the only one left partially unhappy though for what I would have to leave behind as I went back home and to reality.

 

As worried thoughts poured through my mind so did Edmund’s face and his voice, We’ll find each other. Maybe not soon, but I will find you. Trust me on that. I will find you.

 

I smiled and took in a deep breath, that was enough for me to believe. We would be together again. I could feel it.

 

Sure it was cheesy and totally un characteristic of me – but this was love, you don’t argue with that.

 

‘Hermione? Hermione?’ Peter’s voice broke through my thoughts.

 

‘I know I have to go back, but let’s focus on getting your sisters back.’ I stood and excused myself as I walked towards the door.

 

‘Oh and Hermione?’

 

I turned around again, my hand just starting to open the door.

 

‘Edmund won’t stop looking until you’re with him again; he’s sort of…stubborn that way.’ Peter laughed.

 

I smiled, ‘I know, that’s one of the things I love most about him.’

 

I stepped outside the door and the wind picked up again. My teeth chattered as I started back towards the tent.

 

I pulled open the flaps and just about ran into the welcoming heat of the tent.

 

‘Hey, where have you been?’ Edmund’s playful voice called from the corner.

 

I smiled and turned to look at him. But I stopped and rolled my eyes. Was it National King’s With No Shirts On Day or something?

 

Well, except Edmund was much more enjoyable to look at then any other King I’d ever known, I could get use to this holiday.

 

‘I could ask you the same question.’ I said, plopping down at the foot of his bed.

 

Edmund pulled a white tunic over his head and walked over to the basin and water pitcher. Giving me a strange look as he did.

 

I laughed, ‘I was looking for you, I want over to Peter’s tent—’ that caught his attention, ‘—and ended up talking with him a bit.’

 

‘What did you guys talk about?’ I noticed I had peaked his curiosity.

 

‘Oh, just some of this and that. Nothing to deep or meaningful, mostly about you.’ I smirked.

 

Edmund smiled and threw his pillow at me.

 

‘So were did you go?’ I asked, placing the pillow in my lap and playing with the fringes of it.

 

‘I took a walk up to that waterfall we saw yesterday. It’s just a nice place to be alone with my thoughts.’

 

‘What do ya think about?’ I said not looking up to his eyes.

 

‘Some strategy, some about Lu and Susan, mostly about you though.’ He said, splashing water on his face.

 

‘That’s good.’ I smiled, still not bringing my eyes up and letting the silence just set in a bit.

 

‘Now, I was just about to go visit Peter and talk about a strategy.’ Edmund said, drying his face and tucking his shirt in, ‘But I see you’ve already beat me too it.’ He said with a smirk.

 

I scoffed and threw the pillow at him.

 

‘Don’t be embarrassed love, I know he doesn’t sleep with his shirt on.’ I could see Edmund was trying to play it off, but he was jealous to a certain extent, just trying – and failing miserably – at hiding it.

 

I stood up and walked over to him and grabbed the top part of the tunic, ‘Yes, he does, but you’re so much more amazing to look at that I didn’t even give it a second thought the entire time we were talking.’ I tied the two string loosely and then kissed him softly.

 

His goofy smile broke out across his lips, ‘Good.’

 

‘It is, so you might want to go get the strategy set, because I want to spend some more time with a certain King before we have to go into battle tonight.’ I walked over to my side as I was talking and could he had taken what I said as flirting. Yes! I didn’t fail at all girl things!

 

Edmund came up and wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck, ‘I’ll come back soon.’

 

I ran my hand through his hair, ‘Good.’ And kissed him once more before he left.

 

I pulled open my trunk and grabbed my red dress – I was going to represent Narnia at all cost, I grabbed a brush and set to work, it was going to be a long time trying to tame my hair down.

 

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‘So we are going to attack at night, by aerial.’ Edmund said as he rode on his horse next to mine.

 

I nodded, ‘Good, so what’s the strategy for once we get in.’

 

‘You are going to stay with me and we are going to head towards the North Wing, that’s where my sisters are suppose to be kept, after that we will just find a way out and should be home safe.’

 

‘Should.’ I repeated quietly to myself.

 

Edmund didn’t hear me and picked up his horses pace a bit, ‘Well, come on, I want to show you the waterfall before he have to leave in a while.’

 

I smiled at his attitude, another reason I loved him – he hated focusing on the bad, he liked looking to the light. The exact opposite of my first impression of him.

 

‘Alright!’ I quickened my pace to gallop and we were off, all cares left at the camp as we enjoyed just a last few hours of perfect harmony together

 

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So did I get you with my Fairy Tale Endings? Haha! Still another two chapters to come, and brainstorming a sequel, we will see! Well,, hope you liked it, and as always reviews are wanted, welcomed, and begged for on occasions!! = ) jk
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