Hannah nearly tripped as she stepped out of the wardrobe; Lucy was right behind her, shutting the door. The girls ran down the corridor, both eager to tell everyone of their discovery. Hannah assumed that the others already had supper by now.

"We're back! We're alright!" Lucy's shouted.

"There's nothing to worry about, we're-" Hannah was just about to say alright, but the sound of a rather irritated voice interrupted her. "Shut up! He's coming!"

This caused her to raise an eyebrow. The voice belonged to Edmund Pevensie, who was still hiding behind the curtains. Were they really playing hide and seek for that long? Hannah thought. Her question was answered when the sound of light footsteps seemed to be getting louder. She saw the shadow of the eldest boy just around the corridor before he arrived. Edmund glared at the two of them and sighed as Peter, who looked just as confused.

"You know, I'm not sure you three have quite got the idea of this game," Peter said, gently.

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

"That's the point!" Edmund stated. "That's why he was seeking you!"

Hannah didn't like his tone of voice. He spoke to her and his sister as if they were stupid. She rolled her eyes at him. "I'm pretty sure I know how to play the game."

"Doesn't look like it," the boy answered back.

Before Hanah was able to retort, Susan appeared from the other side of the corridor, smiling triumphantly. "Does this mean I win?"

"Why don't you ask Edmund," Hannah scoffed. "He seems to know all the rules."

"I don't think Hannah and Lucy want to play anymore," Peter assumed.

Hannah paused for a moment, trying to take everything in. This conversation made her feel nauseous. She knew for a fact that when she and Lucy fell asleep for quite a long time when they were with Mr. Tumnus. It looked like time hasn't passed here at all.

"You're still playing hide and seek?" Hannah scoffed.

"We've been gone for hours..." Lucy added.

The older Pevensies all had puzzled looks on their faces.

"Would you care to explain?" Peter said, gently. He lowered his head at the girl's height level.

Hannah gulped, trying to think of something that made sense, but nothing really made sense at that moment. "Well," she started, hesitantly. "We entered the wardrobe when we were playing hide and seek."

"We ended up in a land called Narnia, that was covered in snow!" Lucy explained, eagerly. "We met a faun called Mr. Tumnus who was supposed to capture us, but he ended up becoming our friend."

"He played a lullaby for us and that caused us to sleep for a long time," Hannah added. "Eventually, he helped us find our way back home. The strange part is, time passed in Narnia, but no time passed here at all!"

As she finished speaking, Hannah realized that everything she said sounded like complete nonsense to the other Pevensies. She didn't blame them. It all seemed like a fictional tale that could've been used to put a child to sleep, but it wasn't a tale at all. This really did happen. The hardest part was proving it.

Lucy led them to the wardrobe, Susan quickly following behind her. She opened it and pushed the furry coats away to one side, making some room for her to go in. She peaked inside the wardrobe, examining the corners. Edmund went around the wardrobe and started knocking on it, looking at Hannah mockingly each time he did. The girl looked away from him, trying to avoid his smug expression.

"You don't need to make us feel worse about it," Hannah told him, harshly.

Edmund immediately stopped without saying a word.

Susan drawed her head out and approached the two girls. "Hannah, Lucy, the only wood in here is in the back of the wardrobe," she said, matter of factly.

Hannah opened her mouth to protest, "But-"

"One game at a time, girls," Peter told them. "We don't all have your imagination, it seems."

Hannah's made a fist. She looked down in frustration and defeat. Peter, Susan, and Edmund started walking out of the spare room. It really seemed like there was no way to convince them. However, deep down, she knew that Narnia was real. She wasn't going to let anyone tell her otherwise.

"But we weren't imagining!" Lucy piped up, causing the others to turn and look at her. They looked at Hannah for confirmation, and she nodded with a smile. The girl was taken back when Peter and Susan sighed, rolling their eyes in annoyance.

"That's enough, Lucy," Susan said, firmly.

"Do you really think we would lie about something like this?" Hannah asked, truly hurt.

"Well, I believe you," Edmund said, his tone of voice suddenly serious.

Hannah looked at him suspiciously, raising her eyebrows. Lucy looked at him, her eyes glowing with hope, but her frown hinted hesitation. "You do?"

"Yeah, of course," Edmund said, with a smirk. "Didn't I tell you about the field in the bathroom cupboards?"

I knew it! Hannah thought to herself, scoffing. She knew right from he start that whatever the boy was going to say would just make her feel worse. The girl tried to blink the tears from her eyes. "How could you?" she asked.

Peter noticed the girl's tone of voice. It was weak and trembling, like she was about to cry. He glared at Edmund. "Now will you just stop?!" he exclaimed, harshly. "You always have to make everything worse, do you?"

"It was just a joke!" Edmund said, defensively. He turned to Hannah. "You just have no sense of humor."

Peter sighed with frustration. "When are you going to learn to grow up?"

"Shut up!" Edmund shouted. His sudden outburst caused Hannah to step back in surprise. The boy stepped forward with aggression, trying to level up with Peter. "You think you're Dad, but you're not!"

With that, he stormed off. Susan looked at Peter disapprovingly. "Well, that was nicely handled," she said sarcastically, before following the boy's footsteps.

"But it really was there," Lucy mumbled. Her eyes were glossy, as if she was just about to cry.

Hannah shook her head. They weren't the kind children she met a the station. They were the ones that left the little girl in tears.

"Susan's right," Peter said. "That's enough."

The sound of Hannah's voice stopped him from leaving the spare room. "How could you treat each other like this?" she asked, in shock. "You're lucky to even be together as a family!"

Susan returned to the room as she heard the girl's voice, looking at Peter warily. The older Pevensies were taken back by this. Peter tried to reason with her, looking at her with soft, kind eyes. "Well, ours isn't exactly together yet."

"Some don't even have a family waiting for them," Hannah said, before storming off.

The last time Hannah remembered being angry was when she was forced to leave her mother behind. Speaking of her mother, if only she could've cradled into her arms at that very moment. If only she could hear her Mother's soft voice and let her wipe the tears that were leaking from her eyes.

But she couldn't. Now that would've been logical, as Susan would put it.

***

At that very moment, Edmund Pevensie was in Hannah's bedroom. The pleasant silence lured him there. He didn't want to be around Susan or Lucy or Peter. Luckily for him, Hannah was no where to be found.

There, one thing seemed to have caught his eye: a photograph. It was old and wrinkled, but was fit in a beautifully carved frame. The photo was a picture of a family. There was a little girl with two dark braids and a slightly big nose, smiling brightly while wrapping her arms around an attractive looking couple. His lips formed a small smile at the site of the family, holding onto each other without a care for anything in the world. If only his life could've been that simple, but that was inevitable, with the war going on.

He held the frame in his hands, fiddling with the picture with no care of the material. However, he noticed something odd about the photo when he looked at it twice. His eyes widened when he saw a row of those flag with hooked-crosses. They were German swatiskas! He dropped the photo and jumped in shock, causing the photo to slip from his hands.

Come on! Edmund urged himself, Catch it!

It was too late. The frame smashed into pieces, completely ruined and shattered. Rapid footsteps approached the room. Edmund gulped when he noticed who entered the room. He stood face to face with Hannah Grunberg. His heartbeat increased, as her eyes circled around him.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, accusingly.

Edmund stepped back a bit. His shoe came in contact with the broken glass, creating a sharp sound. He looked down to avoid her glance. So many thoughts entered his mind that it was impossible to form a sentence. He couldn't come up with an excuse. In fact, he couldn't say anything. His body completely froze in place.

"Well?" Hannah gestured for him to speak.

The boy snapped out of his trance. "Um..." he stuttered.

"Well then, if you won't speak...." Hannah sighed, and pushed him aside.

That was when she became speechless. There she was, standing right in front of a shattered frame. The broken glass surrounded the wrinkled and ripped photograph. Her face grew hot, practically boiling with anger. Hannah couldn't believe what she saw. He ruined the only thing that reminded her of her family.

She bent down, roughly pushing aside the glass. Edmund stepped back, not knowing what to do.

"What were you doing here?" Hannah repeated, only this time she spoke through gritted teeth.

"What do you mean what I'm doing here?" Edmund asked, looking at her warily. "What are you doing here?"

Hannah looked at him, completely clueless. "What do you mean?"

"You know," he spat. "You're a German spy, aren't you?"

Red leaked into her cheeks. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Are you mad?"

"No, but you are if you think you could get away with what you're doing!" Edmund retorted.

At that moment, Peter, Susan, and Lucy all rushed into the room. "What's going on?" Peter asked, raising an eyebrow. He looked at the floor and saw the broken frame and shards of glass on the floor. "Edmund, what did you do?" His tone suddenly grew furious when he saw that his brother was up to no good again.

"I found out the truth," Edmund said, defensively. "All Germans are liars. Hannah probably hypnotized Lucy into telling us the lie about Narnia!"

Peter looked at Edmund as if he wanted to slap him. "Now, don't say that about her, Edmund. You don't know everything about her."

Hannah stepped up, trying to stop herself from trembling with nervousness. "Actually," she spoke, causing the others to turn to her. "He's only partially correct." She gave them a closed mouthed smile. "And we weren't lying."

Lucy ran up to the girl and gave her a tight hug. Susan was about to pull Edmund out of the room before he pushed her hand away. Peter gestured for Susan to leave the room with him, and he let the girls be, closing the door behind him.

"If only they could believe us," Lucy said, after she pulled away.

"Don't worry," Hannah replied with a smile. "I'm sure they will."

"How are you so sure about that?" Lucy asked.

She knelt to her height, looking her in the eyes. "It takes a while for someone to believe that the impossible can be possible."

Hannah walked over to her book shelf and searched through the titles. A memory flashed through her mind when she saw The Wonderful Wizard of Oz written on the book's binding. The Professor told her the exact same thing.

She handed the little girl the book. The cover was in poor condition. It was slightly ripped and bended in the middle. Hannah remembered taking it with her everywhere she went, especially when the Professor had to take her to one of his meetings with his older friends.

"The Wonderful Wizard of Oz?" Lucy read, but more like she was asking a question.

"It will make you think," Hannah said, knowingly. "Come on."

Hannah took Lucy by the hand, and the two walked out of the room together. There was a hidden truth in the supposed lies they told. They both knew what they saw. The others were just going to have to find out at some point. This left Hannah to wonder what was really taught in those schools?

A/N: Here's the brand new chapter! Man, school and life is just stressing me out in general, and I really want to write quality chapters for you guys. By the way, if you guys have any fan art, fan edits, or fan works in general, you can submit them to me! It can be anything, really. I would love to see some! Thank you so much for your support!