To Be Brave (Chronicles of Narnia fanfiction)

Back Through The Wardrobe Again

The rest of the day seemed to drag after the predicament. Lucy didn't talk to anyone but Hannah. She couldn't look them in the eye, not even during supper. It was like their fantasy separated them from their sibling's reality. This caused her to question sometimes whether or not Narnia was something they really did just imagine. A winter wood in the back of the Professor's wardrobe? Logically, as Susan would say, that was impossible.

To Hannah, however, it was possible. She learned that a long time ago. It was only a matter of time before they learned the same.

She slept soundly that night. The darkness that surrounded her and the quietness lured her into a deep slumber. It seemed that she was drowning in the softness of her own pillow. Her dreams were that of the Narnian snow she so desperately wanted to touch. Just thinking about it sent chills down her body, causing her to pull the blanket closer.

Suddenly, Hannah felt someone shake her violently. She squinted her eyes because of the light peering into them.

"Five more minutes," she grunted.

"Hannah!" a hyper voice called to her in a whisper. "Hannah! Wake up!"

The girl slowly blinked to clear the blurry vision. In front of her was Lucy in her pink bathrobe, holding a lit candle. She looked down at her feet and noticed that she was wearing rubber boots. Hannah raised an eyebrow at her.

"And where are you going in the middle of the night?" Hannah asked her, speaking as if she was her older sister.

"I couldn't sleep," Lucy admitted. "I kept thinking about Narnia."

"Me too," Hannah sighed.

"That's why I think we should see Mr. Tumnus again," Lucy continued.

"I'm not sure about this Lucy," Hannah said, warily. "Remember what Mr. Tumnus said about the White Witch?"

"Come on!" Lucy begged. "Please?"

Hannah hesitated to answer. As much as she wanted to go back, she didn't want to endanger Mr. Tumnus. She saw how worried he was for them after he tried to kidnap them. Narnia seemed like a dangerous place disguised with its beauty. Even the most unexpected things could be enemies.

That was when Lucy softened her eyes, unleashing her weapon. Of course, it only took a few seconds for Hannah to give in. She quietly got out of bed and reached for the red bathrobe that hung in her closet, followed by the rubber boots she hasn't worn since last winter. She slipped them on before shutting the door behind her.

The girls tiptoed through the hallway, trying to be careful so Ms. Macready didn't catch them. Even though Hannah got to see a different side of her, she still got mad when children didn't behave. Sneaking up in the middle of the night to visit a magical land in a wardrobe was the perfect example.

She followed the light of Lucy's candle. Before entering the spare room, the girl turned her head around, assuming that she heard the sound of footsteps close by. Lucy hesitantly opened the wardrobe door. Hannah felt a cool breeze slap her face. The golden candle light disappeared, darkening the room once more. Lucy flashed a knowing smile at her.

Narnia was waiting for them.

Hannah eagerly entered the wardrobe, letting the heavy smell of fur and dust fill her nose. She couldn't wait to touch the soft snow and drink warm tea with Mr. Tumnus again. She pushed passed the fluffy coats, but the little girl was nowhere to be seen.

"Lucy?" she said, looking around the wardrobe.

"Boo!" a voice shouted from behind her, causing her to jump and land on her back. The snow acted as a blanket. It didn't hurt and it felt like she landed on her own bed. However, it did start to hurt more once she found out who caused her to trip.