On the way home Lynnie barely said anything. Harry couldn't imagine why she would be ashamed of her wand. They got home very late so Harry just went to the Dursleys but woke very early to go to the Price's. He had breakfast with Brigit, Justin and Lynnie still weren't awake. Once Lynnie woke she got dressed and fixed her hair, now that Harry would be over every day she couldn't have breakfast in pajamas and messy hair like usual. Justin came rushing in the kitchen pulling on robes and straitening his hair.

"Why didn't you wake me!." he fussed "I'm going to be late."

"Justin I woke you up three times." Brigit said "Each time you said you were getting up."

"And you believed me?" he said kissing her and taking a piece of toast "I have to meet Arthur in four minutes." looking at his watch. With a popping sound he disappeared.

"WAIT!" Brigit tried to catch him. "You have toothpaste on you robes."

Harry and Lynnie were giggling. They began discussing the day and Lynnie's Quidditch training.

"Before you two go getting dirty." Brigit said. "I want you go put on your robes so I can get pictures."

"Ah, mom." Lynnie said.

After a few minutes of arguments Lynnie and Harry were putting on robes. Brigit decided she wanted the pictures with the wardrobe. The doors were open on the wardrobe, it was still empty.

"Have you still been jumping in and out of the wardrobe?" Harry whispered to Lynnie.

"And as you can see." She whispered back "Still here."

They shut the doors for the pictures. Brigit began taking pictures. She pulled a comb out of her apron.

"Lynnie your bangs never stay strait." she combed Lynnie's hair, and then went to Harry. "And Harry you have the thickest woolliest untidy hair I've ever..." she stopped mid-sentence she had comb the hair off Harry's forehead. She stared, for a moment, at the scar. She kissed it and pushed his hair back down. After what seemed like ten thousand pictures. Brigit stopped.

"Okay I'm going to go get some different film." She said gathering her things. "I need to take some for your father's family. So I need the film for potion develop-ment. I'll be in the dark room for a bit." (Brigit had made the basment into a darkroom, because she loved photography.) "Get your wands out." She yelled from down stairs. "And then I want to get pictures of you flying outside."

When they were alone Harry decided to ask Lynnie about her wand.

"Lynnie?" he said "Why do you keep your wand in its box?"

She pulled the box out of her robe. She opened it, Harry looked very close this time. The wood was almost white, and it looked like someone dripped red paint down it.

"I'm not ashamed of my wand." she said "it's just that at school kids are always talking about how their wands chose them, and what they were made of. Dragon heartstrings, unicorn hairs, mermaid scales. I don't even know what the core in mine is. I just know its liquid. What's your's?"

"Phoenix feather." He said "I know the phoenix personally." Harry leaned against the wardrobe and his wand touched the door. A rattling noise came from inside. "Did you hear that?" he asked

"Maybe Something just fell inside." She said

"You don't have anything in it you've be jumping in and out of it remember."

They each took a door knob and tried to open it but it was locked. This was odd because as far as Lynnie knew there was no lock. They each pulled harder and harder. Lynnie dropped her wand box. It bounced off the floor, the wand flew out and hit the lion emblem on the door. At that moment both doors flew open, knocking both Harry and Lynnie too the floor. They were a bit dazed as they sat up. Lynnie reach for her wand and looked into the wardrobe. Harry came up beside her. They were staring at the back of the wardrobe.

"Dude." Lynnie said with much disappointment "I seriously thought we woke up Narnia." She pulled herself up to where she was setting in the wardrobe, Harry joined her.

"I must admit I was getting excited." Harry said

Lynnie pulled her feet in side and shut her door. "Come on Harry."

"Isn't it foolish to shut your self in a wardrobe?" He asked

"Only if you're scared. Are you?"

Harry pulled his feet in too. "I know Americans play those closet kissing games." he said "I'm not going to kiss you." He began to shut the door.

"Oh what are we planning on getting locked in a closet with that seeker Cho?" the door was now closed "Lumus" Lynnie's wand lit up. Harry did the same with his wand. They looked at where the doors should have been but it looked like a flat wall.

"Hey." Lynnie said "That looks funny."

"Its like the back of the wardrobe." Harry said they both looked at the wall and fallowed up it with their eyes. What should have been the ceiling looked like the day's sky.

"HEY." The two teenagers said in unison. They fell back on to the ground. "Ouch!" They lay for a while on the grass, it was not a good day for head injuries. between them was a lamppost.

"That seems very random?" Harry said "Out in the middle of no where."

"It grew."

"What?"

"I told you." Lynnie said "Aslain's song caused it to grow."

"Oh yea, you mean-"

"We're here, we made it, we are in Narnia."