Chapter 3 – Worlds

As Edmund passed through the wall and into the magical station, he was utterly confused. Since when was it possible to walk through walls? But more importantly, where was Peter? Rolling his eyes, Oh Pete's the High King of Narnia alright, getting lost through in a wall after a fight where the winner was still undecided. He began to give up searching for his brother as a glazed look was creeping onto his face. The next thing he knew he was being knocked to the ground.

"Oof," sounded the voices of two boys as they both crashed onto the ground.

"Sorry."

"Um by the way," Edmund started to ask, "where am I exactly…?"

"Don't worry, you'll get used to all this after a while," replied the boy sporting brown hair, and not the jet black that some originally thought. It was almost the same shade of brown as Edmund's hair. There was almost a shared resemblance between the two, but most would probably agree that Edmund was a whole lot sexier.

"Get used to what?" asked the sexier one.

Okay…this kid seems to be even more lost than I was, thought the boy. "You're headed for Hogwarts?"

"Hogwarts? What's Hogwarts?" Edmund asked curiously.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I'm Harry Potter."

"Edmund Pevensie. King of Narnia."

"Narnia? What's Narnia?"

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"EDMUND!" cried Peter, Susan, and Lucy. Before they heard a response or knew what was going on, they were getting shoved onto the rustic red steam train that was in front of them.

"Hurry along now children, you don't want to miss the train. Get on now before the clock strikes eleven!" they were told by a stout red headed lady. The Pevensie's exchanged glances as they got jostled once more.

"Now what Peter?" complained Susan as they boarded the train, "We're on some God forsaken train going to who knows where! And Edmund's still missing."

"So what? It's my fault Ed's missing?" Peter snapped back.

"Stop it!" Lucy cried. "Let's just go find an empty compartment."

They had managed to find an empty compartment just a few moments later. They settled into the compartment and an uncomfortable silence. It was clear that Susan was still annoyed with Peter.

"What was it this time?" Susan asked scornfully.

"He bumped me."

"So you hit him?" asked Lucy.

"No. After he bumped me, they tried to make me apologize. That's when I hit him." Peter replied simply.

"Really, is that hard just to walk away?" Of course Susan had to be the adult in the situation.

"I shouldn't have to!" he replied angrily.

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By the time the two dark haired fifteen year olds were too trying to find an empty compartment, it seemed to Harry that Edmund might be a muggle. Muggles can get onto Platform 9 ¾? "So Edmund, how exactly did you get onto this platform?"

"I'm not sure really. My brother got into a fight with Malfoy, and next thing I know he's disappeared into a wall. So I ran after him," replied Edmund.

"Malfoy?" repeated Harry. "Draco Malfoy?"

"Yeah, that's his face. You know him?"

"Unfortunately," groaned Harry.

Suddenly aware that his objective was finding Pete, Edmund couldn't resist the temptation to ask. "So if you know magic, are there any spells to find my brother?"

"Well I'm sure there are, but it's not in my repertoire yet," responded Harry. "My friend Hermione might know. She'll be in the Prefects compartment. Come on, let's go find her."

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