The Lion is an Angel

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Chapter 3: But it's real!

Henry's POV

I dreamt about a lion who warned me about the dangers with talking to strangers and to return home at once. Before I could ask him what he meant somebody was shaking my shoulder. I woke up in Mr. Tumnus home that was dark with Lucy shaking my shoulder. She looked a bit scared that we knew our family would be worry at such late hour.

"We should go," Lucy whispered.

"It's too late for that now," Mr. Tumnus voice said. We search for him till finding him sitting behind his chair curled in a ball. He looked scared like he saw a ghost or somebody with high authority yelled at him. "I'm such a terrible faun."

We walked up to him as Lucy said. "Oh, no. You're the nicest faun I've ever met."

"Then I'm afraid you've had a very poor sampling." Mr. Tumnus said.

"No. You can't have done anything that bad." Lucy said, handing the faun her handkerchief.

Mr. Tumnus took the handkerchief wiping his tears away. "It's not something I've done, Lucy Pevensie. It's something I am doing."

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm kidnapping you." He said with a straight face.

That is what the lion meant about not trusting strangers. I panic taking Lucy hand ready to run. We really need to get back home before the faun does something to us.

"It's was the White Witch." He explained. "She's the one who makes it always winter, always cold. She gave orders. If any of us ever find a human wondering in the woods, we're supposed to turn it over to her."

"But, Mr. Tumnus, you wouldn't." Lucy whispered sadly. "I thought you were our friend."

Mr. Tumnus looked at us. It was a look father used to give when debating on a serious topic. Before I could ask what he was thinking, he quickly put on his red scarf then took our hands dashing out to the cold winter woods. My legs weren't running normally, as they went in a circle motion trying to catch up at their pace. Was he going to take us to the white witch?

"Now, She may already know you're here." He announced, leading the way to the lamppost. "The woods are full of her spies. Even some of the trees are on her side." We soon reached the lamppost. "Can you two find your way back from here?"

Lucy and I panted trying to catch our breaths, "I believe so." I panted.

"All right," he said.

"Will you be all right?" Lucy asked him.

He gave a nervous laugh, wiping the tears from his cheek. Lucy try to comfort him suddenly he gave us a hug. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He then gave Lucy her handkerchief. "Here."

"Keep it." She said. "You need it more than I do."

He smiled at us taking our hands. "No matter what happens, Lucy Pevensie and Henry Cleves, I am glad to have met you. You two have made me feel warmer than I've felt in a hundred years. Now go. Go!"

"Be safe," I said slightly worry.

I took Lucy hand and lead us back where we came from. I hope Mr. Tumnus will be okay, that the white witch doesn't find him. Hopefully we could see him again. Soon we reached the entrances to the wardrobe.

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Agnes POV

I hid in the cupboard under the stairs waiting patiently. It was quite small and awfully dusty that caused dust parcels flying in the air. When Peter shouted one hundred, I tried covering my mouth so I wouldn't cough or sneeze. Sadly fate wasn't on my side of the game as Peter stopped down the stairs causing more dust. I covered my mouth to prevent an irritating cough from escaping, yet the impossible came as I coughed continuously breathing in dust. Instantly the sounds of footsteps come to the cupboard slamming open to reveal a very lofty Peter Pevensie.

"Found you," He said.

"Congratulations, lead foot," I muttered, before getting up and out of the cupboard. I wipe the dust off my skirt then looked at him.

"I'm back, I'm back, it's alright!" Lucy shouted.

"We're okay!" Henry added.

Peter and I looked at each other confused. Wasn't Hide and Seek supposed to be quiet until the last person is found or the seeker proclaimed 'Olli olli oxen free'? Also the desperation and excitement coming from our younger sibling's voice. It sounded like they were relieved from something terrible? Peter shook his head and we ran quickly upstairs to the second floor corridor, three doors down from the Spare room. I slightly panic wondering did Henry hurt himself or the braces malfunction. We reached the hall to find our youngest sibling standing beside an irritated Edmund.

"You know, I'm not sure if you two have quite gotten the idea of this game." Peter said.

"But weren't you wondering where we were?" Lucy asked.

"That's the point!" Edmund said his attitude a bit harsh for the girl. "That's why he was seeking you!"

"Does this mean I win?" Susan asked, joining the group.

"I don't think Lucy wants to play anymore." Peter told Susan.

"I've been gone for hours," Henry said.

Hours? The game has been going on for less than ten minutes. I looked at my brother trying to figure out what is going on. Henry never gets this ecstatic let alone change games so suddenly. His and Lucy appearance seemed off as well, noting the bottom of their shoes slightly damp. Henry grabbed my hand begging me to follow him into the spare room they supposal hid where it was occupied by the wardrobe. He talked about a place called Narnia in the wardrobe where they met a faun name Mr. Tumnus.

The Pevensie soon accompany us as we examined the wardrobe. Susan tapped on the wood inside while Edmund did the same from behind. All were finding in this apple wood, fur coat invested, moth ball scented wardrobe is nothing. I scratched my ear wishing to let the result be easy on the children. Bloody hell, they're only nine years old.

"The only wood in here is the back of the wardrobe." Susan confirmed, stepping out of the wardrobe.

"One game at a time, Lu. We don't all have your imagination." Peter added, while he and the others began to leave.

"Henry, are you sure you and Lucy weren't imagining it?" I asked.

"But, we weren't imagining!" Lucy whined.

"We're telling the truth!" Henry protested.

"That's enough," Susan warned, as she and the others turned around with a serious face.

"I wouldn't lie about this!" Lucy cried.

"Well I believe you." Edmund announced.

"You do?" Lucy asked surprised. Both Lucy and Henry looked at Edmund with hope. However it wasn't the answer they were hoping for.

"Yeah, of course. Didn't I tell you about the field I found in the cupboards?" Edmund joked.

Okay, that was uncalled for since Henry lips started to quiver. Knowing Henry body language he was close to tears. There's practically a hand full of things that would make Henry cry is being yelled at, getting hurt, lost, or nobody believing him to make a joke. I shook my head placing a hand on his shoulder assuring him to calm down. He took a deep breath trying to keep his emotions under control. Peter and Susan glared disapproving at their brothers.

"Will you just stop? You just have to make everything worse, don't you?" Peter scolded. "When are you gonna learn to grow up?"

Edmund face grew red staggering back then charged forward. "Shut up! You think you're dad, but you're not!" as he stormed off.

"Well, that went well!" Susan said after watching Edmund leave and then glowers at Peter. With that said she walked away too. Peter seemed upset for a slightest bit.

"But, it was really there…" Lucy whispered.

"Susan's right, Lucy," Peter looked at me and then at Lucy. "That's enough."

I stood there with two upset nine year olds trying to figure out what is going on. Henry wouldn't lie or make an accusation over a simple fairy tale. A country called Narnia in the wardrobe and a faun named Mr. Tumnus. Henry and Lucy looked at me for my thought but nothing could be said. So the two left with tears in their eyes. I sighed not sure how to comprehend the situation.

During bed time with Henry sleeping on the bed, I was in the bathroom tinkering with the braces. The screws were somehow loose, as if he was running drastically. So with a multi-tool knife using the screwdriver portion to tighten the screws in place. When I got to the shoe portion I find them still damp but also a strange fragrances of evergreen. Sticking my hand in the shoes to discover some pine needles. There weren't pine trees around the mansion let alone a Christmas tree. Shaking my head I removed the shoes and set them by the heater to dry.

Afterwards I went to bed lying down next to Henry.

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