Authour's Note: I do not own anything related to Narnia. I wrote this a long time ago (my very first fanfiction, before I even knew what fanfiction was) and as I was reading through it, I realized that I quoted the books and movies quite a few times. Therefore, this story will never be able to be anywhere but a site like this. Anyway, I just want to give credit where credit is due, and I did not intend to plagiarize the books or movies. I love Narnia, but I do not own it. C. S. Lewis and the C. S. Lewis estate does.

Chapter 1 The Old House

The red-haired girl bent down and picked up a smooth stone. She threw it and it skipped across the lake. "One, two, three, four, five. Yes! Your turn Emily." Her friend Emily picked up a flat stone and threw it into the lake, it also skipped five times. "Your turn… again!" sighed Emily. Sarah picked up another stone, this time it was smooth and flat, and skipped it across the lake. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven." She counted. Emily selected another flat stone and threw it into the lake. "One, two, three, four, five, six. Oh, pooh! You won!"

"Yeah, well you did pretty well yourself."

"Thanks!"

"Sarah, Emily! Time to go on!" called Sarah's mother.

"Coming!" answered Sarah and Emily at the same time. After they had caught up with Sarah's parents, the girls began to talk with each other. "I still can't believe your parents let me come with you to England, again!"

"Well, they knew I had a lot of fun with a friend along last time so they said I could bring along someone this time, too and there's no other friend that I would rather have come along than you."

"Thanks! By-the-way are we going to see your cousin…um…what was her name?

"Oh, you mean Karen? 'I don't know!' Why?"

"I was just wondering if I was going to get to see Peter again."

"You really liked playing with him, didn't you?"

"Yes!"

"Speaking of that, where are we going right now? Mom," yelled Sarah running to catch up with her parents, "where are we going?"

"You'll see when we get there." answered her dad.

"Oh, Dad! Why won't you tell me now?"

"Because it's going to be a surprise and if I tell you now it won't be a surprise then."

Sarah stopped and waited for Emily to catch up then told her what her dad had said. Emily sighed and said, "Oh, well." The girls continued to follow Mr. and Mrs. Cranford until they felt as if their legs would fall off. "Mrs. Yolanda, how much further is it?" asked Emily sitting down next to Sarah on a near by bench.

"Not much further girls. Come on!" They got up and starting walking again hoping they would get there before they just collapsed. "How much farther? It better be worth it! The only thing I'd be willing to walk this far for is something that's related to Narnia!" thought Sarah. Emily was thinking the same thing except instead of being willing to walk this far for something related to Narnia she'd walk this far for something related to Harry Potter. Finally they came to a house in the countryside which looked old, but in very good shape. When the girls saw it they cried out in unison, "We came all that way for this!"

"Oh, but go inside!" answered Mom. The girls agreed. They went inside and it was the biggest house they had ever been inside in their entire life! It was huge! Sarah even said so. They explored the house for a bit then Sarah's parents said they'd had enough and sat down in the parlor. Sarah and Emily continued to explore. Room after room of nothing but junk, although it was nice junk! The girls walked down many hallways with at least 50 doors each. Most of which only led to spare bedrooms. "It reminds me of the Professor's house," commented Sarah. Then they came to a long hall with a suit of armor in it and then there were three steps down and five steps up and after that there were whole rooms simply full of all kinds of books. Some of which were bigger than one of those huge church Bibles. After that there was a room that was quite empty except for a dead blue-bottle on the window sill-which looked like it had been there for a very long time-and a huge wonderful wood wardrobe at the back of it. Sarah recognized it at once as the wardrobe they used in the movie. She immediately walked up to it, opened the door, climbed inside and knocked on the back. On the first knock she felt the hard, wood back against her hand, but the second time she knocked she felt something a bit round against her knuckles. She was very puzzled and called Emily in. Emily knocked on the back and she said she felt something that was like a tree. Sarah was getting curious and suspicious so she decided to walk as far into the wardrobe as she could. Emily said she'd do the same. Both girls walked slowly to the back with their hands out in front of them. They felt something crunch under their feet and then they tripped over a log and fell face down into the snow. "Oooh! That's cold!" squealed Sarah. Emily agreed. They stood up and walked a ways into the forest. Soon they came upon a lamppost. Sarah ran up to it and touched it. "Great! Next I expect we'll either meet a faun (or some other Narnian creature), or one of the Pevensies, or Jill, or Eustace, or Digory, or Polly, or some other person that is from The Chronicles of Narnia."

"And why is that bad?" asked Emily, puzzled.

"Well," answered Sarah, "it's not necessarily bad, it's just that I don't particularly want to have the adventure of the MN, LW&W, HHB, PC, VDT, SC, or LB and I expect we will if we meet someone from Narnia or someone from our world that's been to Narnia."

"I agree with you about the part of not wanting to have one of those adventures. I mean, 1)it would be boring because we know what happens, 2) people have already had those adventures and so they're not original, 3) I don't want to do or say something that I am forced to do or say because of the story line."

"Yeah, I agree. But I still think we're going to meet someone. The question is who?"

The girls decided to walk a little away from the Lamppost so they wouldn't be noticed as easily. All of a sudden two things happened right after another. The first thing: Emily stopped and asked, "Shouldn't we be heading back before your parents worry?"

"Oh, don't worry," answered Sarah, "remember Narnia time passes differently than ours. So however much time we spend here it won't take up any of our time."

"Oh, right!"

The second thing was that as soon as they had stopped talking they walked right into a centaur and all fell over. The centaur got up shook himself off and looked around for the ones who had bumped into him. Sarah and Emily also stood up, a bit frightened, and dusted the snow of each other. The centaur saw them and came to them and greeted them.

"Good afternoon, Daughters of Eve. My name is Oreius. I am sorry if I startled or hurt you."

"Oh, no! We're perfectly fine, thank you."

"Emily!"

"What?"

"Never thank a centaur!"

"Why?"

"Because it embarrasses them!"

"Oh! I'll remember that for next time!"

The girls both turned to face the centaur. "If you don't mind my asking, where are we and when are we?" Sarah questioned.

"Why you are in Narnia of course!" answered Oreius, "and right now is the hundred year winter, with no Christmas, of the White Witch."

"Great! That's what I was afraid of!" complained Sarah. "Now I expect Peter and Edmund to show up!"

"What about Susan and Lucy?"

"Well, I suppose we're in their place. Oreius is there a prophesy that goes like this: When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone sits at Cair Paravel in throne the evil time will be over and done.?"

"Yes, there is. And how did you know that?"

"Well, back in our world we have lots of books that tell all about Narnia."

"I see! Oh I must get you to some place where you can stay. Because I must go to the Stone Table for a very important meeting."

"Oh, we're fine by ourselves!" said Emily.

"Oh, but Daughter of Eve I can't just leave you here all alone! Especially since it's starting to snow!"

"Than- I mean it's very kind of you to think of us," Emily said.

Oreius told the girls to ride on his back so that they could go faster. They were delighted. Along the way Sarah told Emily that it was a great honor to ride on a centaur's back. Emily said, "Really? That's cool!" After awhile the girls discovered they were back-tracking to the Lamppost. They didn't want to go back there, but you don't ever tell a centaur where to go. At the Lamppost they got a very big shock. So big, in fact, that they almost fell of Oreius. Standing there in the light of the Lamppost were two people the girls never ever expected to see in real life! Sarah was the first to recognize them, but it took her awhile. As soon as she knew who they were she told Emily,

"I can't believe it! William Mosley and Skandar Keynes are standing right in front of us!"

"Oh, so that's who those two are!" exclaimed Emily. Oreius told the girls to get off his back and they did so. "Stay here with the Sons of Adam and I'll be right back." Sarah and Emily stayed a little ways away from the boys because they didn't know them very well. Sarah whispered to Emily, "I suppose Oreius has gone to get Mr. Beaver so that all four of us can stay with the Beavers. Then after that I suppose either Skandar or I will become a traitor, and then the rest will have to go to Aslan and get help. Then Aslan will die for someone and you and I will cry our heads off for no reason after he dies. So in other words we're going to have the adventure of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe."

"Rats! I was hoping we could avoid that!"

"Of course I could be wrong. And I sure hope I am!"
"Me, too!"

Oreius came back and said he would take all four of them to the Beavers house on his way. They all got up and followed him. Mr. Beaver was outside just above the dam to greet them. They said good-bye to Oreius and followed Mr. Beaver down to the dam. Mrs. Beaver called out. "Beaver is that you? I've been worried sick! If I find you've been out with Badger again I'll— Oh! Those aren't Badgers! Oh, I never thought I'd live to see this day! Look at my fur. You couldn't give a ten minute warning!"

"I would have given you a week if I thought it would have helped!" replied Mr. Beaver.

"Well, come inside and we'll see if we can't get you something to eat and some civilized company!"

Sarah turned to Emily and shrugged then followed Mrs. Beaver inside. Emily followed Sarah and Skandar followed her and William and Mr. Beaver came last. Just as they were all sitting down at the table Sarah said, "I'm terribly sorry and I'm not trying to be rude, but if you're going to say that Aslan is on the move and he's waiting near the Stone Table for us, then we—at least Emily and I—are going home." Mr. and Mrs. Beaver looked at each other shocked that she knew all that. Emily agreed and both of the girls asked to be excused and walked out the door. They hadn't walked far when they met Aslan. They both gasped in shock and fear (They weren't scared, it was the kind of fear that is stated in the following verse: The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom…Psalm 111:10). "Oh, Aslan have we done something wrong? Please tell us if we have!" cried Emily.

"No, Daughters of Eve you have done nothing wrong. I have come to clear things up. It seems that things have gotten a bit confused."

"What do you mean Aslan?" asked Sarah.

"I mean this: Whenever you came into Narnia things got a little confused because Americans came to Narnia and that's never happened before. Now I'm not saying that there is anything wrong with Americans coming to Narnia, I'm just saying it's never been done before so things got a little mixed up."

"Will we have to do something with the boys?" wondered Sarah.

"You may have partners, but it might not be them. For now you may stay with Mr. Tumnus."

"How long will we stay with him?" asked an excited Emily.

"Until I can get things cleared up."

"How long will that be?" asked Sarah.

"You will see," replied the Lion.

Aslan took the girls to Mr. Tumnus' house and he said that he'd be delighted to be of any assistance possible. The girls said good-bye to Aslan and went inside. Mr. Tumnus told them to make themselves at home. While Mr. Tumnus made tea and biscuits the girls looked around his house. On the book shelf Sarah noticed books with these titles: The Life and Letters of Silenus; Nymphs and Their Ways; Men, Monks and Gamekeepers: a Study in Popular Legend; and Is Man a Myth? Mr. Tumnus said the tea was ready and they sat down in chairs that were quite comfortable. Sarah took a sip of tea expecting to not like it, but when she did she surprised herself by how much she actually liked it. Emily also liked it pretty well. Everything else was good, too. The biscuits were sweet, but not too sweet and the toast had just the right amount of butter and jam on it. Everything was so good! After dinner Sarah asked, "Mr. Tumnus, where are Emily and I going to sleep?"

"Ah, that is a good question. I'm afraid I only have one bed. But I could make you two beds out of blankets and things on the floor. After all you're not staying here for very long, I don't think."

"Oh, yes Mr. Tumnus! Beds on the floor would be fine."

"Good! I'll start making them."

Sarah and Emily helped Mr. Tumnus make their beds. After they finished Mr. Tumnus played his flute for the girls and they loved it! Sarah said it definitely sounded like Narnian music. Emily said she didn't know what it sounded like, but it sure sounded good. After the fourth song Mr. Tumnus said it was time for bed. The girls didn't have much to do to get ready for bed because they didn't have their tooth brushes and they had no pajamas to change into so they practically went right to bed and Mr. Tumnus tucked them in. Sarah and Emily stayed up talking quietly for awhile; they could hardly get to sleep. But finally they fell fast asleep. The girls felt very safe sleeping in Mr. Tumnus' house in Narnia. So they slept soundly through the whole night.