I wrote this for English, and I must say, I think that this was fun to write. So yes, here is a RoseCaspian fic. If you don't know about Dreamerverse, get your butt over to PrincessPearl's writing and read A World for Dreamers. It will change your world.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or The Chronicles of Narnia.
All good things have to Come to an End
From everything she's ever read
to everything she hasn't
There's nothing that makes her escape into her head
like an adventure story, told in tantalizing fragments.
She loves especially the old-fashioned ones
with gentlemen and kings
even if they make her tears run
(Because there's no hope for those things)
But all of the sudden, she's falling
into a place more wonderful than a dream
a place where she feels her true calling
begging her to explore Narnia's deep seams.
There are kings and queens
and talking animals
and magic! Magic better than anything she's ever seen
(because everyone know love is the most powerful magic of all)
Yes, she fell quite hard, didn't she?
For a brave, determined, noble, handsome man
who makes her tingle when he says her name (Are you okay, Rosie?)
and makes her blush so hard she thinks she needs a fan.
But all beautiful things come to an end don't they?
After all, if you have so much fun in a land of magic and mystery
you have to know that it will all eventually fade
it's happened over and over again in history.
So the tears run down her cheeks,
as she dresses for bed one last time.
If only she could have a few more weeks
Honestly, would that be a crime?
But she wakes up in her own bed
and finally knows what it's like to be dead.