Author's Note: Once again, I do not own either series! They belong to their respective owners!
Everyone froze when they heard a crunch. Immediately, Peter and Susan pushed the first year students behind them (Rose and Edmund both protested, and then glared at the other), and pointed their wands in the direction that the noise had come from. To their relief, the group saw the small form of Yiskah Emrys walking towards them.
"Geez, Yiskah! You almost gave us a heart attack!" Peter sighed, and the girl flushed.
"Sorry," she mumbled, and shivered, "Why is it so cold here?"
"Oh, no." Rose accidentally breathed as she remembered her grandmother's words, "She must have… No, those were just stories!" Rose whispered the last part to herself, but everyone still heard her.
"Rose, what do you mean by 'those were just stories'?" Lucy questioned, and Rose sighed. After a minute of silence, she said, "My grandmother, Polly Kirke, used to tell me stories about magic rings, and other worlds. I never believed her… but I remember that she mentioned a name at one point: Jadis."
"Mr. Tumnus mentioned that name," frowned Lucy, "Do you think-"
"That she's the same one from my Gran's stories? I don't know."
As the two girls spoke, Peter found enough jackets for the group, but when he reached Edmund, he protested, "That's a girl's coat!"
Finally, after Peter firmly told his brother to take it, the group set off, and Lucy took the lead, explaining that she was taking them to meet Mr. Tumnus, the faun she met. Rose noted that Ed looked uneasy, but brushed it off. He's only been here once, she told herself, and continued following the others. When they almost reached the faun's house, Lucy was saying, "It's just around this corner! Mr. Tumnus-"
Her sentence was abruptly cut off as they rounded the corner, and saw that the door was broken, and when they entered, they saw that it was trashed, and Lucy knelt down next to a portrait lying on the ground. Peter, meanwhile, had found a note, and read it out loud.
"The former occupant of these premises, the Faun Tumnus, is under arrest and awaiting his trial on a charge of High Treason against her Imperial Majesty Jadis, Queen of Narnia, Chatelaine of Cair Paravel, Empress of the Lone Islands, etc., also of comforting her said Majesty's enemies, harboring spies and fraternizing with humans.'
Signed MAUGRIM, Captain of the Secret Police, LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!"
When he finished, Aiden, who'd been silent for the trip there, spoke up, saying, "Come on, let's go outside. We might find some answers as to why he was arrested."
"You all don't understand," Lucy spoke up, and every single eye snapped to her.
"I was the human!" As Lucy spoke the words, Edmund paled slightly, but no one noticed. They walked outside, and Rose froze when a "Pssst!"was heard.
"Did anyone else hear that?"
"Pssst!" the noise came again, and everyone stopped. In front of them was a beaver, who told them that he knew Tumnus.
"He's a beaver!" Susan protested, "He shouldn't be saying anything!"
Rose stayed silent, but followed the beaver when it told them to follow him to his house. When they arrived, another beaver came out, and gasped when she saw the group of humans.
"Come in, come in!" she urged, and led them in, where the beavers explained that there was a prophecy about the Pevensies, which said, "Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,/At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,/When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,/And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again./When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone,/Sits at Cair Paravel in throne,/The evil time will be over and done."
However, when Peter stood to leave, they noticed for the first time that Edmund had vanished.
"Has Edmund ever been to Narnia before?" Mr. Beaver asked, and Lucy gasped, while Rose paled, remembering what her fellow Hufflepuff had said. Almost as one, the group rushed out of the dam, and soon found Edmund entering a palace.
"EDMUND!" Lucy screamed, but was silenced by Mr. Beaver, who snapped, "She's after you!"
No one noticed Rose slip down the slope, most of the group having turned away.
"I'm sorry, Lucy," Rose whispered, "but he's more important to Narnia than I am."