A/N: Hey there! Before I start this story, I would like to thank you for taking the time and reading this fanfiction. I'm new at this, so please bear with me. Thank you:) And there have been other versions of this story and I tried to make it different from the others.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Chronicles of Narnia, nor do I claim to. I only own the copies of the DVDs and the books but not The Chronicles of Narnia itself. That belongs to the amazing C.S. Lewis.

Chapter One: Surviving School

(Edmund's POV)

My sword shone in the sun as I wielded it at another Calormene soldier. He used the pommel of the sword to punch me in the face but I quickly dodged it; remembering Peter got a black eye from being punched in the face by a pommel during practice with Oreius and it didn't look pretty. Knowing my siblings, they would coddle me and treat me like a baby if they saw me with a black eye. I maneuvered my sword into the soldier's abdomen which led to him falling to the ground. I grabbed his sword and ran around, waving the two swords around and killing a few other Calormene soldiers.

"Edmund!"

I turned around to see who was calling me, but no one was.

"Edmund!"

When I turned back around, a Calormene soldier lunged himself at me and sent me to the ground and—

"Mr. Pevensie!"

My eyes flew open and I realized I had fallen asleep in the middle of Geometry class.

"Were you sleeping in my class Mr. Pevensie?" my Maths teacher, Ms. Umbridge stared down at me, waiting for my response. Her blue beady eyes reminded me too much of someone I choose to forget.

"N-n-no ma'am" I stuttered, slumping in my seat.

"Well, if you weren't sleeping, I suppose you don't mind answering the problems on the blackboard" she hissed, handing me a piece of chalk.

Without saying anything, I took the chalk from her hand and walked over to the blackboard. I started intently at the writings on the board, earning a look from Ms. Umbridge that meant she was satisfied that I wasn't answering and probably meant she was proud that she embarrassed me, and I also earned a few snickers from my class.

I learned this in Narnia already. I even remember getting praised by my private tutor for learning so quickly. In fact, all four of us learned this so quickly.

I looked at the problems on the board one more time and started solving them in my head.

"Well Mr. Pevensie?" Ms. Umbridge smirked at me.

Oh how she reminded me so much of her.

I gave her a devious smile and started solving all of the problems with ease. As soon as the bell rang, I dropped the chalk in the holder and left Ms. Umbridge with the defeated-yet-stunned look on her face. All of my classmates raced to get to the door as I gathered my things and was about to leave as well when—

"Would you stay for a moment Mr. Pevensie?"

I closed my eyes and groaned inwardly as I turned back around at Ms. Umbridge who was leaning on her desk with her arms crossed in front of her chest.

"Yes Miss Umbridge?"

"Sit down"

I placed my books on my desk and slumped into the seat I previously sat in during class.

"I will not tolerate your antics Mr. Pevensie" she hissed at me as she paced back and forth in front of me, "You are an impeccable student. Your grades are incredible, your athletic skills are beyond amazing; but you falling asleep in my class? That is not acceptable Mr. Pevensie, no matter how intelligent you are. I didn't have this trouble with your siblings Peter and Susan, and judging from the feedback from all the other teachers, I am sure I will not have this trouble with your sister Lucy as well"

"I'm very sorry Miss Umbridge" I sighed, "It's just that, I have had trouble sleeping these past few nights."

"Trouble sleeping?" she quirked her eyebrow as she stopped pacing.

"Nightmares" I replied, avoiding eye contact.

"Very well" she said, "Just don't let me catch you doing it again"

"Yes Miss Umbridge" I sighed again.

"You may go" she said, motioning to the door.

Lucy's POV:

Archery. It was always Susan's forte, but over the years in Narnia, I learned to use a bow and arrow in battle and was almost as good as Susan. But of course, I was twenty when I fought alongside my siblings against Calormen. I'm physically 15, though mentally 28 and not as physically capable as I once was; but that matter is a story for another day.

"Next up, Pevensie!" the archery teacher called out.

I took a deep breath, and walked over to the spot where we were supposed to stand.

"Come on Princess! Too graceful to shoot a target?" one of my classmates teased.

I was mostly teased in my year, because they say I'm too graceful and I'm a know-it-all and an 'overachiever' and all those things.

"Come on Princess Lucy!" another girl teased.

It's Queen Lucy to you.

I took my aim and released the arrow, which hit the bull's-eye dead center. I earned applause from my teacher and classmates.

"Very good Miss Pevensie" my teacher smiled, "Maybe you are like your sister"

"Well, my sister is the better archer" I boasted. Susan was the better archer, the best archer in all of Narnia in fact. Edmund was the best swordsman and diplomat in Narnia, even better than Peter. Peter was the best ruler, one of the best in Narnia's history. I was apparently the best healer. I don't mean to sound arrogant, but that was what was written in a textbook from Dr. Cornelius about Narnia's history.

"That was just a lucky shot" sneered another one of my classmates, "Make her shoot another one. Just to prove how good she really is"

My archery teacher turned to me and I smiled, turning back to the targets. I aimed another one at my previous target, and it went straight perfectly into the target, that it split the previous arrow in half.

"Well done Pevensie" my teacher applauded once again, "Susan was the only student I know who could actually do that. Well done indeed".

"Well, she taught me everything I know" I lied. Susan didn't teach me everything about archery, the fauns and dwarves did, but Susan did contribute her knowledge and taught me a few tricks.

XxXxX

I proceeded to the student lounge with my friend and roommate Patricia. We've been roommates since we were first years, and have been the best of friends as well. As we got there, a number of students were reading newspapers and were gathered around the radio.

This is strange. They never do this. Is there another war coming?

"I wonder what all this fuss is about" I said to Patrice who had gotten a book and sat down on the sofa.

"I don't know" she shrugged.

I glanced at the people and saw Edmund by the radio with a strange look on his face. He was staring at nothing, and he looked shocked, yet happy?

I walked over to him.

"Edmund"

He looked up at me and he suddenly had a huge smile on his face.

"What's going on?" I asked.

Without saying anything, he handed me a newspaper.

My eyes went wide.

No. Impossible.

I read the main headline:

Portal Opens In London.

I looked at Edmund and he just motioned for me to keep reading.

It read:

Early this morning, London was baffled by a bright white light coming from nowhere in the middle of Hyde Park. All of a sudden, it grew larger and larger until it took up the particular area. Soon after that, mythical creatures emerged from the portal, and one in particular was a centaur named Oreius, who was the general and steward of the kingdom from which they came from. According to Oreius, his kingdom is called 'Narnia'.

"Oreius?!" I gasped at Edmund, "But Oreius is dead. The last time we were in Narnia, Caspian was the king; so why is Oreius the steward?"

"I don't know sister" Edmund shrugged, "But we have to get to Hyde Park immediately"

"Edmund, Hyde Park is miles away. Remember we're in Surrey and Hyde Park is in London"

"So? It's about fifty minutes to an hour away from here"

I shook my head and was about to continue reading when all the students ran to the nearest window.

"It's a gryphon!" yelled one student.

Edmund and I shared a look.

"It can't be" we both said at the same time.

We ran over to the window and gasped.

It was exactly what we thought. The gryphon in our school courtyard was our gryphon from Narnia. Caelum. He was the captain of the air force of Narnia.

Edmund and I headed out of the lounge and straight to the door leading to the courtyard.

We rushed to the gryphon, Caelum, who seemed to be resting on the lawn.

Edmund stood tall and walked over to the gryphon. He gained his regal composure and stood in front of the gryphon.

"Captain Caelum" Edmund said in his 'King voice'.

I followed my brother's lead and made my way to the gryphon.

"What a pleasure my dear gryphon" I said in my 'Queen voice'.

Caelum glanced at us, his eyes lit up. He gasped in disbelief and looked back and forth between me and Edmund.

"I cannot believe my eyes" he gasped.

"Neither can we captain" Edmund smiled.

The gryphon nodded then bowed down before us.

"Rise, captain" Edmund and I said at the same time.

"Your majesties"

All of a sudden, the head master came into the courtyard, along with the entire faculty.

"What is the meaning of this?" Head Master Wright asked.

Edmund and I just kept our mouths shut. He then turned to us.

"Get back to class" he said, then turned to Caelum, "And you, shoo!"

Before Caelum flew away, I ran over to him.

"Get Oreius, and tell him to come over here. Understood?" I whispered to him, "And make haste. I want to get to the bottom of this"

"Yes your Majesty"

A/N: Sorry it was short. Next chapter will probably be up tomorrow. Can I have a review? :D