Disclaimer: I own nothing! Not Harry Potter, not Alice in Wonderland, 2010.

Spoilers: HP up to DH (books). Takes place toward the beginning of the DH school year and at some point after the end of Alice in Wonderland, 2010.

Chapter 1: Down the Rabbit Hole

Luna Lovegood was lonely. Her sixth year at Hogwarts, while in some ways better than her first three years, was also significantly worse. Headmaster Dumbledore had been killed at the end of the previous year and over the summer Voldemort had succeeded in taking control of the Ministry of Magic. He had appointed Professor Snape as headmaster of Hogwarts and Snape in turn had appointed two of his fellow Death Eaters, Alecto and Amycus Carrow, as professors of Muggle Studies and Defense Against the Dark Arts (now simply called the Dark Arts) respectively. It was mainly because of these two new teachers and their new methods of punishment that Luna was so lonely.

Harry, Ronald, Hermione, Mary, and Cassiopeia were off on their own adventure, fighting against Voldemort. Neville, Ginevra, and Melinda were constantly in trouble with the Carrows for standing up for their fellow students and refusing to change their "blood traitor" ways. Anaxandra (who must have contracted a rather severe case of Hunderblingees, bizarre little creatures that fogged a person's brain and caused her to make rather odd decisions) was spending most of her time bothering the Carrows and Snape to get her an audience with her biological parents, Lord Voldemort and Bellatrix Lestrange. And so Luna was very lonely indeed.

"Oh Mordecai," she said, "I miss my friends. Neville and Ginevra have detention again, as does Melinda, and Anaxandra is off bothering Professor Snape again. I don't know what to do." She sighed.

Mordecai, her white rabbit patronus (who for some inexplicable reason always wore a waistcoat and carried a pocket watch) twitched his long ears in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

Luna, perched in her favorite non-whomping willow by the lake, looked over to where Mordecai had gestured. "Is there an adventure waiting for us, Mordecai?" she asked dreamily.

Mordecai nodded.

"Well then, let's go. Lead the way, Mordecai." She climbed down the tree and, after making sure no Death Eaters or student sympathizers were hanging about, followed Mordecai across the grounds. "Mordecai," she asked, "do you know why a Ravenclaw is like a writing desk?"

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"Where are we going, Mordecai?" asked Luna as her patronus led her further into the woods (and out of the woods and home before dark). Her large, eerie, ice blue eyes widened dramatically. "Have the Bungermokes given us a quest? I do enjoy a good riddle and their quests are notorious for masterful riddles."

Suddenly Mordecai disappeared from Luna's sight. "Mordecai? Mordecai? Where are you?" she called. "Have you found the Crumple Horned Snorkack?"

Luna raced off in the direction Mordecai had disappeared. As she ran, her sky blue peasant skirt caught on a low-hanging tree branch. "Wait for me, Mordecai, I'm coming," she called, tugging her skirt free and rolling up the sleeves of her overlarge, royal blue jumper (it was one Neville had given her one day when she had forgotten her own).

Luna continued to follow the trail of silvery light that Mordecai left behind as he hopped along. She stopped when she noticed that the trail led right down a rabbit hole the base of a rather large tree. "Curiouser and curiouser," she murmured. She crawled headfirst down the hole without hesitation. "I'm coming, Mordecai," she called. "Wait for me."

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Luna soon found herself falling, her hair floating in pale, blonde waves behind her. She wasn't afraid, though. This was even better than all the times she and her father had gone on expeditions searching for extraordinary creatures. She began humming softly to herself and eventually she began to sing:

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, hoggy warty Hogwarts!

Teach us something please!

Whether we be old and bald or young with scabby knees.

Our minds could do with filling with some interesting stuff

For now they're bare and full of air,

Dead flies and bits of fluff.

So teach us things worth knowing,

Bring back what we forgot

Just do your best, we'll do the rest

And learn until our brains all rot!"

Luna hit the ground just as she finished singing. She stood up, her hair in disarray and her clothes all rumpled, and pulled her wand out from behind her radish-bedecked ear. Proving once again why she belonged in Ravenclaw, she remained calm and collected as she took in the room she had landed in.

The circular walls were covered with doors of varying sizes ("All locked, I suppose," she murmured). In the middle of the room stood a tall table on which sat an old-fashioned silver key and a small glass bottle. Luna stepped closer to better examine the objects. "Drink me," she said, reading the label on the bottle. "Hmm…"

Luna picked up the key and looked around at the doors, puzzling out what she should do next. Her large, pale eyes settled on the smallest door. "Of course," she said. "One must be small in order to fit through such a door. Even Professor Flitwick would be too large. If I drink this potion, I shall be small enough to fit." She held tight to the key as she performed a charm on her clothes (she wasn't wearing shoes or socks, as usual) to allow them to shrink or grow with her. She then stuck her wand back behind her ear and took another look around the room. She spotted a small box under the table labeled and picked it up. Luna gave a cry of delight and took one of the pastries labeled "eat me" from the box. Satisfied that she had the situation puzzled out, Luna picked up the bottle with her free hand and took a small sip.

She felt a strange tickling sensation go through her as the potion worked its magic. She found herself growing smaller and smaller and she smiled dreamily. Everything was coming together swimmingly. Once she stopped shrinking, Luna set down the now much-too-large bottle. She walked over to the smallest door and, finding that the key fit perfectly, opened the door.

Yet another project started that I have not touched in a while. I know where I'm going with this story, it just may be a while before anything else gets written. This is due more to shifting interests rather than loss of interest. I will do my best to update this story, but it is not top of my priority list.

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