Chapter one

~by dracohermionelover21 and 4everEdmund's~

Hermione swiftly made her way towards the library with her eyes plastered to the ground in shame. She would be fine, she told herself. She didn't need some stupid, shameless boy ruin her day, or her disposition at least. She stopped walking, only a few steps from entering the library. Harry seemed to be ignoring the entire incident, or at least; Hermione felt that he was. She knew Harry too well to believe it; he sat right next to her throughout breakfast, lunch, and even dinner just to keep her company as if he knew what had been coming towards her. He even traded seats with Neville to make her feel better right after realizing Ron broke up with her.

Maybe a life without Ron would even be less chaotic and confusing. Hermione grinned at the thought of a peaceful life and pushed open the library doors, making her way to her favourite table at the very corner of the library.

She seated herself comfortably on the red cushioned chair, widely opening her Arithmancy book with a relieved sigh.

A few minutes passed and Hermione noticed that it began to drizzle. She saw a blurry sight of a couple running past her laughing and giggling as they made their way down the library aisle. She rolled her eyes, the library was not the place for couples to snog; and as the Gryffindor prefect she was going to remind them that.

Hermione closed her book with her eyebrows pulled together and her mouth curled downward in a frown. These two people were disturbing her studying time. She walked down the aisle to where the couple had headed, keeping her head held high this time; she would demand respect from the two students and would not leave until she attained it. Hermione stopped walking; turning to her left to rest her eyes upon the snogging couple.

She cleared he throat to call on their attention and very much received it. The couple broke apart with a gasp escaping from the girl's mouth as their eyes nearly popped out of their heads.

Hermione's eyes widened in shock, feeling tears welling up in her eyes as her lips began to tremble.

"Hermione...I can expl—"

But before Ron could complete his sentenced with his stupid gaze, Hermione turned around, "There will be no snogging in this library, not when I'm around. Twenty points from Gryffindor." She sobbed out.

Hermione made a run for it before Ron would reach out for her and try to talk things out.

'How could he? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid Ron!'

A mere hour ago or so Ron had broken their relationship asking whether they could still be friends; but how could they be friends when he's already snogging Lavender Brown the very same afternoon he broke her heart?! She should have known better that to shake away her suspicions of Ron's two timing. He must have been doing it for months now without her even trying to find out whether it had been true.

She ran past everyone as she tried to wipe all her tears away and ran up the stairs with sobs. The woman in the painting looked down at her in pity and gave her a kind smile, "Pas—"

"Pumpkin Pastries!" Hermione shrieked, pushing open the slow moving door and running to her room.

A few minutes passed, maybe even hours and Hermione heard a sound other than her sobbing, and the thunder and rain. It had been knocking.

"Go away Ron!" she screamed, burying her face into her soft pillow.

The door opened and Hermione turned around, throwing the pillow in the same direction. The pillow barely touched the person, hitting the wall instead. Hermione looked up, embarrassed to see that it had been Ginny; not Ron.

Hermione sobbed, allowing Ginny to make her way towards her and give her a tight comforting hug.

"My brother is such a git." She whispered, only hugging Hermione tighter.

"I should have known he was cheating—" Hermione sobbed, "But I ignored it as if it was only a mere cloud of dust." She sobbed out once more, hugging her knees tightly as Ginny placed a blanket around her.

Hermione wiped all her tears away, quietly thanking Ginny for hearing her out instead of standing by Ron's side as his own sister.

"It's alright, I need a sister more than a brother; I've got six already. Ron's an extra." She replied, making Hermione giggle.

Suddenly Hermione felt a little tug all around her. Ginny didn't seem to notice, why was that? It was magic after all, so why had it been that Ginny couldn't feel it? Hermione closed her eyes first; maybe she had just been tired. Yes; that's what she was, tired...

Then she opened her eyes...

Before her stood a beautiful white palace, even more beautiful than Hogwarts...well...Hogwarts seemed more frightening at times than beautiful. Hermione stood up on her feet, wobbling a little bit from her long hours of crying on her knees.

She felt her mouth drop at the sight of a faun not far from her. She had read about them, but like fairies, she thought they were a mere fairytale. There were none in her world. So where was she? She studied the hoofed creature and slowly crept towards it with a cautious expression on her face.

"E-Excuse me...would you know exactly where I am?" she asked.

The faun looked up at her with his mouth agape and his dark green eyes shining in surprise as he answered her, "You're a Daughter of Eve aren't you? Well you should know by now you're in Narnia!" he replied with a jolly smile.

Hermione looked at him with confusion and surprise in her eyes, looking around the green mossy forest with sheer awe.

"My name is Hermione, I come from Hogwarts and if I heard correctly you said I am in Narnia and that I am daughter of Eve?"

"Why yes of course! May I properly introduce myself; my name is Tormt! All humans are called the Sons of Adam or Daughters of Eve." answered the faun noticing her confusion.

Hermione look at Tormt and asked, "Is there anybody living in that palace?" pointing to the beautiful view past the forest.

"Why yes! King Peter the Magnificent, King Edmund the Just, Queen Susan the Gentle and Queen Lucy the Valiant live and rule Narnia from there. I must take you there; you look rather confused by the look on your face." The faun laughed out.

Hermione looked at the faun with suspicion in her eyes, then decided to follow him past the forest and to the palace wherein there stood a hall Hermione could consider even greater that the Hogwarts Hall itself.

Tormt said to her, "Wait here the king and queen shall arrive in a few minutes."

Edmund P.O.V

Edmund gazed at Peter with boredom flying in and out of his thoughts. He stood up; making his way to his bedroom as soon as he realized he had finished his tasks for the day. Edmund collapsed on his bed, taking a thick book in his hands and patiently turned the pages with what he believe was a contented smile. Finally; he had been at rest and in peace. A few minutes passed and Edmund found himself dozing off, he had surely been exhausted...

He turned to his side and placed the book at his side table for more space on the bed. Edmund began to drift off to sleep once more, he may not have been in his sleeping clothes but he felt comfortable enough. Edmund heard a loud slam enter his room and immediately jumped off of his bed, surprised by the sound. He groaned, looking up to see Peter laughing inwardly at the sight of Edmund's discomfort.

"It seems that we have one more task to complete before we can rest." Peter said.

"What?" Edmund snapped, getting onto his feet as he patted his shirt in case any dust had gotten on it.

"It seems that someone has gotten lost."

Edmund cringed in annoyance, following Peter in a slow walk towards the dining room. He scoffed angrily and seated himself next to Peter; rubbing his eyes before looking at the lost traveller.

He opens his eyes, they rest upon a young girl no younger than he had been; her curious and analyzing brown eyes studying what garments both he and Peter had been wearing. Her brown waves rest on her shoulders hard like a bush, this thought made Edmund chuckle. She looks up at him across where she stood, her eyes questioning and rather annoyed.

The girl clears her throat, curtsying in the knee length grey skirt she wore; other than her white blouse and maroon tie. Edmund hadn't seen an attire like that in years now.

"Good afternoon...your Highnesses; my name is—"

"I've never heard of Hogwarts. Would you care to tell me where it is?" Edmund interrupted, feeling a slight bit proud of himself. He was not in the mood to deal with clueless travellers; and he would not hold it in.

And then the guilt settled in, he was rather ashamed of himself, it was unkingly and rather unjust as well. He was not being a proper gentleman.

"Of course not. I travel there from London though. It's in Scotland, and you're not from there. You live in this...place..." the girl short back

Edmund chuckled, turning to Peter; who had been angered with him for speaking up before he did. Edmund shrugged, facing the girl once more.

"I've never heard of a train to London. Considering that we ourselves once lived there. To be precise; Finchley, London." Edmund said.

"I apologize for my brother's behaviour. You may speak up Hermione of Hogwarts." Peter interrupted; gently speaking to the girl.

Edmund sighed and chuckled once more; he was very tired as it was, and here he was; nearly putting up an argument with the person he was supposed to help. He studied the girl once more, his eyes settling upon a long thick twig that had been finely carved; tightly clutched in the girl's hand.

"What is that stick Hermione of Hogwarts?" he whispered, loud enough for both the girl and Peter to hear.

A/N I don't own narnia or harry potter I only own The plot or well. Please review I give you a cookie.I want to thank 4everEdmund for correcting everything.