ooc: YOu people post really fast! Can someone please fill me in?

ooc: I second that...

Ron had been standing leaning against a wall for a while now, but when he heard mention of men in black cloaks and masks, only one image could barge it's way into the front of his mind. ''Death Eaters'' he said. ''Well, that's all we need!'' he added.

Whitefang advanced slowly into the room. When he heard tell of how the White Witch had turned the animals into stone, he remembered when the very same thing had happened to him. See, long past he had served the Witch, but soon bailed, seeing that what he was doing was wrong. For his treachery, she had turned him to stone. Then, when they mentioned the men in black cloaks, he winced again. ''Yes, those men. Look what they did to me!'' he said, and turned to show them his side, which was badly scarred and scorched.

Susan watched the image in the mirror with great interest. "Who are Death Eaters?" she inquired, confused.

''The Death Eaters are from our world. They worship an evil person, Lord Voldemort. They go around mindlessley killing everything. They're a problem in our world, and it would appear that they are in yours now. We've been doing all we can to fight them'' said Ron.

"Well, they sound dreadful!" Susan said. "But, it also seems like they recruted some of the Witch's supporters." She pointed at the image of the creatures behind the Death Eaters. "Who's this Lord Voldie-thing?" she said, scrunching up her face when she tried to remember the name that was said.

''Lord Voldemort is a Dark wizard, probably not much different from your White Witch. In his time he has killed countless people. The Death Eaters support him, but if they have help from the White Witch's supporters, it could be worse...'' Ron said.

Susan raised her hand, and let her head rest on it. "Well, I don't think it would make to much of a difference. The White Witch made most of the decisions, and her followers just killed for fun," she said, shaking her sadly. "But, there is a difference between, Voldemort, and the White Witch. One was a dark lord, and the other was the White Witch," she said, trying to make a joke.

''Yeah, I suppose'' Ron said, managing a laugh. ''But what we have to do now is figure out what we need to do...'' he said, musing and folding his arms.

"Well, Peter should figure out something with Aslan. Aslan may even have a plan," Susan said, looking over at the huge lion.

Ooc: I freaked out when my name color changed. But, I realized why... Wow, it's February! I better change my avvie...

"He sounds even worse than the witch!" Mr. Beaver said.

"That is saying something as the witch was EVIL!" Mrs. Beaver said

Clair looked up into Peter's eyes. "They're Deatheaters," she said, gazing coldly at the Mirror. "They are evil people," she said a tear falling down her cheek. "We have to stop them!" she said, blushing as her voice echoed through the hall.

Evelyn nodded. "I agree," she said, walking over and nuzzling Clair's hair. "If they have the Witch's followers support, then they must be bad," she said, meeting Clair's eyes. Then she turned on Whitefang. "Why didn't you have Queen Lucy look at those?" shge asked, concern in her eyes. "You know she could heal them, and she could probably do it so that the scars are left over after!" she said with a grin.

Bronmien fingered his sword, eager to put them to use against these things. "Should we start planning something, my Lords?" he asked, turning to PEter, Edmund, and Aslan.

Whitefang turned to Evelyn. ''No, I deserve these, I can live with it'' he said.

Peter looked at her and saw a tear come from her eye he cought it with his hand and wiped it away. Then he heard Bronmien "Yes I think we should figure out what they want. And we should plan something. Aslan. What do you think?" He asked while looking over at him

"You mean Voldemort is here? In Narna-whozeits?" Harry said, looking for his wand.

"It's Narnia!" Edmund said.

"Whatever! Voldemort gave me my scar, see?" he said, pointing at his lighting shaped scar.

"How strange!"

"Yes, well, he killed my parents and he is out to kill me." Harry said, finally finding his wand and wipping it out. "I have to help. I need to do something."

Aslan came over to Harry. "Calm down," he said, placing a paw HArry's hand that held the wand. "This a time where we need to work together, not go running off to fight battles by ourselves," he said, his amber eyes stern. Then he turned to Peter, "From what they say," he said, nodding his large head over at Harry's group. "These people seem to be evil, much like the witch was. But, we do have an advantage over them. Like them, these," he paused," Deatheaters will not know how our land works. They will not understand how the trees can listen and communicate," he said, raising on of his brows. "So the best thing now is to see if we can get a spy, someone who can find their intentions." he said, allowing his voice to be heard by everyone in the room.

Whitefang stepped forward. ''I'll do it Aslan. I'm willing to spy, though the risks are great. They will not suspect me, wolves are usually....evil.'' he said.

ooc; i third it.... where are we????????? you guyd go waaay to fast! lol

"I'll do it too!!!" she said.

Basir walked forward as well. "I shall relay messages between our two groups if need be," he said.

"I'd be happy too."

ooc:~*just me(lily evans)*~, i pmed you.

"Count us in!" The beavers said from the floor.

"What just happened?" Harry asked, after feeling abnormally happy when Aslan was talking to him.

"Becareful." Peter said as he came back up to his throne where his brother and sisters were.

"Oh." Harry said, snapping back to life.

Edmund sat on his throne, smiled at his brother and looking around the room. He gave Peter his Is that all? look.