Living Between Three Worlds
by Ashley Robbins

Chapter One

As she looked up at the beautiful maple trees growing throughout her little garden tears began to run down her eyes. She knew that these trees would never sing or dance and Caspian would never ride through them to find her sitting in a beautiful green dress with her crown sitting graceful among her long, dark curls. No, she was stuck boring London among her peers. At that thought she chuckled, since she knew that there was no one still alive to be considered her peer except her own family. Unless there was a three hundred year-old woman still walking on Earth.

"Susan? What are you doing here class starts in five minutes!! Aren't you supposed to be in World History?" Asked Peter who was currently run down to the courtyard where Susan had been daydreaming.

"What's the point?? I hardly think I can handle another day of people telling me that no war ever had giant phoenixes to help drop rocks on the soldiers," she chuckled.

"Susan you really need to get over Narnia! We are never going back, okay? Now get to class before you're expelled."

"You always treat us like babies!" she muttered under her breath, as he walked away from her. Once he had turned the corner she ran off in the other direction towards the street, picking up her backpack and stuff her school jacket to the bottom and let down her hair. Once she got the street she slowed her pace and started towards Trafalgar Square.

The square was almost empty except for the tourists since it was two on a weekday and most people were at work or school. Nevertheless Susan lost interest in the square and started off in another direction which lead her to a busy side street filled with weird people in cloaks. It isn't winter yet, she thought. After thinking it over she thought it just a new fashion trend and walked on. Within a few blocks she was fairly lost and didn't recognize anything. The streets were very narrow and couldn't even fit a car. There were only a few people waking down the streets and none paid her any attention. Finally she found a creaky old tavern at the end of the street. When she looked inside she saw a few people gathered around the front counter including a few around her age, so she thought it safe to go in. Inside the tavern was a peculiar sight with weird sticks hanging from the walls and people in picture frames holding the sticks and wearing long winter cloaks in bright colors. One of the boys had a lightening scar on his forehead which seemed to amaze Susan. As she approached the front counter everyone in the room turned in he r direction . She could hear someone whisper the word "Muggle" which she didn't know the meaning of.



"Um, can you give me directions on how to get to Trafalgar Square? I seem to be lost." She asked a young man who was sitting on a booth a few feet away from her. He turned his head and she immediately noticed the same lightening scare as in the picture.

"Do I know you?" he asked in a polite manner. She shook her head, "Well I'm Harry Potter and these are my friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley," he answered as he held out his hand. She gave a curtsy, but quickly corrected herself realizing that she wasn't in Narnia.

"I'm Susan Pevensie, nice to meet you," she exclaimed trying to hide her embarrassment. "Where do you go to school?" The group was puzzled, which gave her a reason to suspect that something wasn't right. She eyed down the group, Harry had black hair which covered his eyes and Ron has long red hair, they were both wearing casual clothes. Except for the awkward knitted vest that Ron was wearing. The girl named Hermione was wearing a skirt and plain shirt with her long brown hair pinned up in a bun.

"Well, it's called Hogwarts, but it's not around here so you wouldn't know of it," said the girl.

"Oh, okay! Well it's getting dark so it might as well go…" she said.

"Didn't you need directions?" asked Harry. "I'll walk you to Trafalgar"

"Sure." She said as he stood up.

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