"Stop!" Peter yelled over the frightened voices. Thankfully, most listened to him, and those that didn't were quickly restrained by those around them. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"Witch, if we do not attack, will you then leave us in peace?" Peter said, pulling out his sword and pointing it towards her.

"Yeah, sure. Seriously, though. I have a name and it's not 'witch'," Hermione said.

"He's sorry, Hermione," Susan said, glaring at Peter to make sure he wouldn't call her witch again. Peter shrugged sheepishly, not wanting Susan to get angry with him.

Hermione was relieved to not have to hex anyone and relived that it didn't seem like they were about to try to kill her anymore. "I'll just do a spell that should get me back to school and then it'll all be good."

The Narnians all sighed in relief. Hermione got ready to apparate. She spun around and….nothing happened. She tried again and again. She started staggering a bit from her dizziness.

"Do you have to get yourself dizzy before you can perform spells? Seems a bit ridiculous," Susan asked, staring at her.

"No! That was supposed to make me disappear from here and end up back in school in England!" Hermione exclaimed. "Maybe since my magic isn't from this world it doesn't work here?"

"Maybe then it's not evil magic!" Lucy said happily. "So you aren't an evil witch! I knew it!"

Everyone else seemed a bit less convinced then Lucy was.

"Do your other spells work?" Susan asked her curiosity getting the better of her. Hermione shrugged and pointed her wand at the ground.

"Aguamente!" she said and water shot out. "Well, that one worked."

"Magic!" a faun shrieked.

"Obviously," Hermione said, rolling her eyes.

"Wait, I'm confused. You can do witchcraft, but you're from England?" Susan asked, frowning and glaring at Peter. Peter rolled his eyes. Somehow everything was always his fault according to Susan.

"Um yeah. There's kind of an entire magical community that hides magic from mugg-ahh non-magic people," Hermione said.

"Because it's evil?" Edmund said fiercely, his hand flying to his sword.

"Ahh…" Hermione said, backing away and gripping her wand more tightly. "No. I mean, there's some evil witches and wizards, especially the ones called 'Death Eaters,' but that's the minority."

"Could they have picked a more sinister and evil sounding name?" Susan said sarcastically.

"Yeah, I've wondered about that too."

"I still can't believe there's an entire magical community hiding in England," Peter said incredulously.

"Neither could I when I first found out."

"Wait, found out? You mean, you didn't grow up in the magical community?" asked Susan.

"Nope. I found out when I was accepted to Hogwarts School of ahhh… magic," she said, figuring saying "witchcraft" might make them angry again.

"So, you were perfectly normal before that? Were your parents perfectly normal too?" Edmund asked, his curiosity overcoming his aversion to anything involving witchcraft.

"Yep, they're both dentists," Hermione said. "They call their business 'Granger and Granger'." She heard some of the various creatures muttering, trying to figure out what the heck a dentist was.

"Oh! I know them. They came to my school to talk about a career in dentistry. How utterly convenient that of all dentists, it happened to be them who came," Peter said in surprise. "Well, I guess you're telling the truth then. Or at least mostly the truth."

"Yay! So you're a friend?" Lucy said cheerfully.

"Um, I guess so? I can't really leave, so might as well," Hermione said with a shrug. The Pevensies quickly filled her in on Miraz and the Telmarines and everything that had gone on.

"And how exactly do I fit in the picture?" Hermione asked.

"Oh! So, a dwarf, hag, and werewolf wanted to call up the White Witch," Lucy began, making Hermione think of bad jokes of the three creatures walking into a bar. "But they needed Son of Adam, human, blood, so they got Caspian."

"And who's the White Witch?"

"A super evil Witch who froze all of Narnia for 100 years of tyrannical reign and turned her enemies into stone," Edmund said gravely.

"Oh… no wonder you're so scared of witchcraft," Hermione said, starting to understand where they were coming from. "That's really evil. Maybe even worse than Voldemort. You don't have to worry about me doing anything like that though. Even if I knew spells to do that I never would. But why in Merlin's name would anyone ever want to call her up?"

"Cuz they're evil," Edmund said. "All hags and werewolves in Narnia are. Some dwarfs were fairly loyal to her as well."

"And the human? Cas…um what was his name again?"

"Caspian… Caspian, where are you?" Peter said, suddenly remembering Caspian for the first time and getting angry, this time with righteous anger.

Caspian tried to duck down to hide behind the Narnians around him, but they all parted to give Peter a straight view of Caspian, making Caspian look a little ridiculous for ducking behind absolutely nothing. Caspian winced, having nothing to say in his defense.

"Caspian," Peter practically growled. "Come here."

Caspian gulped. Peter did not look happy.

"Hermione?!" Harry shouted. "Hermione!" She had suddenly disappeared.

He ran around the library madly, attracting several stares. "Hermione! Hermione!"

"And what do you think you are doing, Potter?" Snape drawled, coming up behind him.

"Hermione just disappeared! One moment she was there, and the next… she wasn't," he exclaimed, still in shock from what happened.

"Potter, I don't have time for your foolishness. Ten points from Gryffindor for disrupting the library," Snape said, walking off.

Harry ran towards Dumbledore's office, hoping Dumbledore might have some answers. On the way, he ran into Fred and George.

"Ello there mate. You're in an awful rush," Fred said with a grin.

"Must be late for a date," George said, wagging his eyebrows suggestively.

"Who, Potter? If he's got a date, then it must be with Moaning Myrtle," Fred joked.

"Seriously?" Harry said, for once actually annoyed by the twin's antics. "This is serious."

"Oooh it's seriously serious. That sounds pretty serious," George said.

"Maybe he scored a date with that mysterious, hot new student who somehow managed to transfer to Hogwarts mid-year," Fred said, wagging his eyebrows.

"Hot? More like ice cold," George joked. "Have you met her, Harry? Her name's Jadis. Jadis Charn."