Disclaimer: I don't own The Chronicles of Narnia (whoever does, I'm just borrowing them), I also don't own Harry Potter, JK Rowling owns them.
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Wolf, The Phoenix and The Wardrobe.
Chapter 1: Wishing.
It was a rainy day at 4 Privet Drive. Sitting cross-legged on his bed, a black haired boy watched as his owl friend came back from a hunt. Harry Potter was an ordinary boy. Well, as ordinary as one can be when one travels via train to a boarding school, spends ones days learning how to cast spells and brew potions and being hunted down by the most evil person in history. Harry Potter was, in fact, a wizard. Being chased by Voldemort isn't exactly what I wanted to do in my life, Harry thought glumly, I wish I had somewhere I could go that I would be safe. I wish Sirius was here. Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, had been murdered a few months ago. Harry had spent long hours sitting in his room, wishing Sirius was back. But Harry knew the dead did not come back. His parents, after all, had been dead for nearly 15 years and they had notcome back.
Little did Harry know, another wizard was also wishing for the return of one Sirius Black. Remus Lupin sat in his room in his house. He looked sadly around, knowing that his friend would not come back just as James and Lily had not. He turned a crystal around in his hand. No, he told himself sternly, I will not do it. I can't return there. It wouldn't be fair to Harry. Remus had long ago decided that he would not return to his home world. James and Sirius had seen the place and they had spent much time there and Remus knew in his heart that returning there would only hurt him more then he already did. Remus wrote a letter to Harry, telling him that he would come and get him the next day. Remus was prepared for the arrival of the 16 year old. Harry needed someone near him that actually cared for him. Remus scowled as he walked into the guest room. If the Dursleys had harmed him, Remus would give their boy more then a pig's tail. He looked longingly at the wardrobe that now sat in what would become Harry's room. No, I can't return. Not yet. When the war is over, maybe. But not yet.
TBC….
A/N: This is just a test. I love both Harry Potter and The Chronicles of Narnia so I thought about a crossover. It's going to get better. Hope you liked it, please tell me what you think. Flames welcome.