Chapter 2 Narnia

The moment they had felt the last prick of magic they had left their classmates along with Hogwarts and were now standing on a beautiful seashore. The sun was high in the sky beating its heats down on the three. Trees were behind them and a vast sea before them.

The first thing the children heard was a high pitch scream. Turning to the left, Harry, Ron, and Hermione saw Draco and Pansy splashing around in the water a few yards away from shore.

The scream came again but was cut short as blond hair went underwater and resumed as it came back up.

"Cut that out!" commanded Pansy, already standing up, the water at her chest.

As soon as Draco saw this, he instantly stood up, finding the water only up to his shoulders. And as if he had known this the entire time, he splashed his way to shore behind Pansy, head held high and his eyes deliberately looking straight.

"I could have drowned," he huffed quietly.

"In four feet of water?" replied Pansy, "I doubt it."

Harry and his two friends ran towards them, laughing like lunatics.

"Glad you're alright, mate," snorted Harry.

"I would have saved you, but I don't have my wand with me," chuckled Ron.

"None of us have our wands," Hermione said, still giggling. "We're in Narnia. I'll bet my grades on it."

"Hermione," Ron chided, "you're the only person in the entire world that would even think of betting grades. Normal people would say they'd bet their life or their mother's monkey or something of the sort."

"Their mother's monkey?" Pansy said.

"Or something of the sort!" snapped back Ron.

"Really, Ron," Hermione said. "Mother's monkey?"

"Or something of the sort," he muttered under his breath.

"Well, since we're here, we might as well find out where exactly we are and why exactly we're here," Hermione stated.

"Who made you king?" glared Pansy, her arms across her chest.

"More like a knight, thank you."

"Yeah," grinned Ron. "We're all Knights of Narnia! And High King Peter, King Edmund, Queen Susan, and Queen Lucy! And the Beavers and Mr. Winkle! This is going to be awesome."

After wondering along the seashore for a few hours it was becoming clear that they were on an island and had nearly circled it already. Thirst and hunger started trying tempers and the heat only got warmer. They had nothing to eat but presently found a stream flowing into the sea.

Ron and Draco glared at the rest of them drinking like dogs. There was no way either of them would stoop down to that level, however it only took a few minutes before Ron finally surrendered and got down on his knees and drank the cool fresh water.

"Draco, you wouldn't last out here one day," Pansy stated, glaring at her friend. He was already getting sunburned and was probably dehydrated as well.

"Well, there's no use going around in circles," Harry presided. "Let's go inland and see if we can't find something to eat."

"Like what, Potter? Leaves?" Draco said dryly. First they wanted him to sap up water like a dog and now they were suggesting him eating leaves like an insect. He was a Malfoy, not a monkey.

"Berries or something," Harry answered. "There's got to be something like that here."

"Sure there is. I've read about this kind of thing." Hermione smiled her I'm-A-Know-It-All smile.

"Remember being lost in the forest back at Hogwarts," Ron tried to reason. "We would have starved and died of thirst. No berries anywhere in that place."

"Just spiders, mate. Big huge harry spiders," Harry teased. Ron threw a stick at him but missed.

"Butterflies, it should have been follow the butterflies."

"Stop it. We're going to need a place to stay the night, and out here in the open isn't the place," snapped Hermione.

So inland they went. Trees were almost growing on one another and the only way to get through was to either push them out of the way or to break them. Crunches followed them as they stepped on pinecones and the few spots of dying grass.

Soon the sun was low enough to hide behind the trees and darkness started to consume the dense forest. Just as their spirits were all but gone Ron stopped, staring upward.

"What is now, Ron?" Hermione asked, pure annoyance in her voice.

"What is red and lives on trees?" Ron riddled.

"If there's something you need to say, say it. Don't make us solve stupid riddles. We're not in Ravenclaw, you know."

"Well, look at the trees ahead of us. What is different about them compared to these," he asked, pointing at the trees they were in.

Harry smiled happily as he spotted the difference. Soon Pansy was doing the same; only her smile was smug rather than happy.

"Here's a hint. Bookworms live in them."

"Books don't grow on trees, Ronald," she glared.

"I mean any kind of worm," he corrected with a small blush.

"Dirt."

"No, in the children stories Muggles read."

"No, they live in dirt, on the ground, not Muggle books. Don't you know anything?'

"Apples!" Ron shouted, very irritated.

"What do apples have to do with anything!" she shouted back.

"Stop your bickering, you two," Harry intervened. "Apples live on trees. No apple trees here but there are apple trees ahead of us, so let's get a move on."

It didn't take long before the five of them were stuffing their faces with red juicy apples. And it didn't take long before the sun was all but gone as well and soon they stumbled out of the dense forest and into an orchard full of apple trees.

"So, the orchard has grown into the forest," Hermione mused, pondering something in her mind. "That means this place has been deserted for years. It also means we must be close to a house or something to stay the night."

"Stay the night out here?" gulped Ron, as a bunch of crows took off from trees overhead and flew steadily away from the intruders.

"We'll have to," Pansy said, "if we don't find this house or whatever. Besides, it's getting cold. A fire might be good to have as well."

"Oi!" hissed Ron, "Quiet. I hear something."

The five stood very still, holding their breaths, trying to hear what Ron had. A minute passed by without anything.

"Wait, I heard it too," whispered Hermione. "Come on, but quietly," she cautioned.

They walked slowly closer to where Ron and Hermione had said they heard the noises coming from. It was easier to be quiet in the orchard since there were no pinecones on the ground and the grass seemed green and alive.

"It's no use," they heard someone say.

"Then where do we look?" asked a younger voice. "The boys need wood. We're in a forest so what's the problem?"

"This won't start anything."

The closer the five came to the voices the more familiar they became. Slowly, they inched their way, listening to the two voices talk and bicker amongst themselves.

"Harry," Ron whispered, "I have to sneeze."

"Don't."

"I have to."

"Hold it!" Harry hissed.

"I don't think I can."

"Ronald, I swear," warned Hermione, but at that moment Ron sneezed and it wasn't a little one.

"Who's there?" yelled the first voice. "Show yourself!"

"Weasley, you're just as bad as a Muggle," scoffed Draco. "Stop that buzzing."

"I'm not buzzing," Ron said crossly.

"Something is."

Ron looked at Draco and nearly fell over backwards. He scrambled away from Draco, his eyes huge.

"What!" barked Draco as quietly as possible.

Harry, Hermione, and Pansy looked at Draco while backing away.

"Don't move," ordered Pansy.

"Why? What's wrong?"

"You're right underneath a hornet's nest."

Who are the voices and where are the five Hogwarts students? Find out next time my internet is up and running. TTFN: Ta-Ta For Now

Courtesy of both C. S. Lewis and JKR