Harry Potter and the Looking Glass
Author: OxyG
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rated: M
Disclaimer: not mine. wouldn't put this is it was.
Harry Potter had defeated the Dark Lord. His mind was still reeling from the event. He felt...empty, almost. That had been his quest for years, and he couldn't believe it was over.
Sitting by the lake, he heard scurrying behind him, and turned to see...
He blinked, rubbing his eyes under his glasses, and looked again. No, that really was a white rabbit dressed in a black coat. He had a monocle, and a pocket watch he was fearfully glancing at. Then he hopped towards the Whomping Willow and disappeared down the tunnel that led to the cellar of Honeydukes.
He sat there, wondering if perhaps he was hallucinating. Then he stood and went to the disgruntled tree, finding Draco Malfoy striding there as well.
"Oi, Potter! Was that white rabbit your doing?"
Harry stared at the platinum blond boy, walking towards him while giving the tree a wide berth. He shook his head, casting a quick spell at the knot in the trunk right above the hole, stilling the willow. Malfoy sneered at him but strode forward, his curiosity overtaking his animosity towards the Chosen One.
Said Chosen One followed the ex-Death Eater, peering into the hole. His eyes widened in confusion as he found himself looking into a mirror. Malfoy was frowning.
"I swore I saw the rabbit go down here." He reached a pale hand out to touch the mirror, jerking it back with a gasp as the surface rippled.
"Bloody hell," Harry muttered. He shifted to get a better look, causing Malfoy to turn and curl his lip up. The sudden shift in his weight, in turn, made his grip slip and he fell straight through the mirror.
Harry gasped and jumped in with out a second thought.
Malfoy was screaming, and Harry grabbed onto him, pulling him out of the way as a tableau flew past them. They were in a tunnel of bright blue and white light, zooming downwards (or was it upwards? Maybe sideways? Harry felt no gravity at all, and was getting nauseous) towards a blinding white point, which was rapidly growing. Objects and the occasional animal zoomed by, and Harry dodged them fairly effectively.
"Potter! This is all your fault! If I die I swear to Merlin I'll bloody haunt you for the rest of your pathetic life!"
"Shove it, Malfoy!"
Then the white light engulfed them, bleaching Harry's sight.