Chapter 1

Edmund Pevensie gazed at Aslan. He could see Lucy clinging to the Lion's mane, could hear Susan sobbing into what he was sure was Caspian's shoulder, could feel Peter's tight grip on his shoulder.

"What do you mean we're not going back to our parents, but not staying here either?! Where are we going?!" Edmund finally exploded.

"This place is in great danger, and it is still England." Aslan replied.

"But? . . . What? . . . How?" Susan inquired in between sobs.

"Dear One's, you will be needed back here some day, and when you are, you are going to have many more skills. This place also needs the help only the Kings and Queens of old can give." Wrapping his large front paws around Lucy's once again small body, Aslan gazed at those in front of him solemnly. "Good luck."

Edmund sighed as he looked at the mirror hanging on the wall of a bathroom he had never seen before in his life.

He was small, slightly smaller than he had been when he was the age he guessed him self to be - 10 or 11. His hair was still black, and it still reached his ears, but it was messier then he remembered. His eyes had gone from his dark green, almost hazel, to a dark emerald colour, not much difference between the two colours, but still noticable.

He wanted to go home, back to Narnia, or the England he knew (If anything Aslan said was to go by), but most of all, he wanted his siblings.

Peter looked at himself in horror.

He was standing in an old and dingy room, and he looked different.

He was younger, now only 13 or 14, but the same size he remembered himself to be when he was first that age. His blond hair was slightly lighter, and his blue eyes slightly darker. Gazing at himself, he couldn't help but wonder what Aslan had planned.

He wanted to go home, but he really wanted his siblings.

Susan looked at herself in the mirror, fascinated.

She had changed. She know looked 12 or 13 again, her hair longer and a lighter brown then it was before. Her once chocolate-brown eyes had lightened to a cinnamon colour, and she was tanner then she remembered.

She wanted to go home, and she wanted her siblings.

Lucy sighed as she looked in the mirror, wondering what Aslan's plans were.

She had changed, and now, once again, looked 8 or 9. She looked the same as she first did when she was that age, but her hair was a lighter blond, and her eyes had more grey in them, making them even stormier.

Sighing once more, tears leaked out of her eyes when she thought of her siblings.

She wanted to go home, she wanted Aslan, and she wanted her siblings.

Edmund jumped when someone shouted.

"Boy! Come down here and fix breakfast!"

He didn't move.

"Boy!"

Deciding that he had better see what was going on, he opened the bathroom door and walked down the stairs, and to what looked like a kitchen.

When he got there, the horse-like woman glared at him, and told him to go cook breakfast. He looked at her blankly, before she pushed him towards the stove. Looking at it, he decided that if he was going to cook, he may as well have fun learning.

A week later found Edmund - Sorry, Harry - trying to get to sleep on a cold floor wrapped in a thin blanket. It was times like this that Edmund missed the nights he and Lucy would sleep on the beach at Cair Paravel with a few blankets, and picnic basket full of food. Sometimes Peter and Susan would join them, other's Aslan would, but most of the time it was just him and his little sister - quality time, he remembered Su and Lucy calling it from time to time.

He missed those times - he and Lucy on the beach and in the forest, him and Susan in the castle, often running around it or at the archery range, and him and Peter, the strong arms, the comforting voice after a nightmare, and the sword practice with Oreius.

He turned over and tried to snuggle into the hard ground, trying to imagine it was his soft bed at the Cair.

He jumped when a loud bang sounded twice before the door fell open.

Hagrid looked at the small black-haired boy standing in front of him, and couldn't help but be shocked. His hair was tidier, his face slightly thinner and his eyes were a dark green instead of the old bright emerald. Looking at the family behind him, he growled out

" 'bout time I found you 'arry!"