A/N: Alrighty then! I am sure everybody who has followed Practical Magic up until now is wondering what in the EFF this story is all about. First things first, please know that Part 2 of Practical Magic is 100% happening without about doubt BUT here is the thing. Some of you may know that awhile ago I had somebody steal some of my ideas from PM and use them in their own story and do kind of a shitty job of it too. As an author, this is incredibly hard to deal with as I put my soul into each and everything I write and to have it pilfered like that was like a giant slap in the face. Not only was it incredibly upsetting for me but it was for Enp who is my partner in crime for this stuff too. Anyway, it may sound dumb but it has left me seriously stressed out and wondering are other authors taking my stuff? Are other author's making their stories too much like PM? It has also damaged my ability to enjoy a good Strange/OC without those thoughts getting in the way too. ANYWAY, so what I decided to do (Enp agreed that this was fantastic idea and decided to get in on the action because hey it is Dr. Strange!) is make this story to help me cope with the stress that PM sometimes puts on me and what that author did. Now, about this story. This story is 100% AU and rated M for a reason. It is gritty, and filled with swears and of course a lot of smut. However, it should still fall into the parameters that fanfiction has set up. I will have a slightly less edited version on my Ao3 account under the same pen name as here. So, this story is completely based on if Stephen chose another path that has nothing to do with Kamar-Taj or magic. This is a 'what if' type story based on if he decided to let's say become a University professor instead and there was no Kamar-Taj. I wanted to make sure that this story was 100% different than PM so this what the muse came up with! I hope you all enjoy it!

Note: For the sake of easiness and not messing a bunch of stuff up, the University I chose is fake and some of the class names might be fake but hopefully that shouldn't take away from the story too much!

Okay sorry for the long note! Happy reading everybody!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the name of my made up University and Abigail!

Prologue

Down the Rabbit Hole We Go

Abby

21 year old Abigail Saunders sighed softly to herself as she rearranged her all of knickknacks on her shelf just how she liked them. It was her very first night in her new dorm and she couldn't be more excited about it. It was her first taste of freedom and she was enjoying it immensely so far. It wasn't as if she had a completely terrible life growing up. She had no idea who her real parents were but it wasn't as if she cared about that. It wasn't as if she knew them so there was no loss to mourn there. She had been so young when she was put in the system and stayed in the system until the Saunders's adopted her.

Her parents were so very good to her and she loved them very much but when it came to her sister Courtney they were so painfully oblivious to the way she treated her. Some days it made her life a living hell. For a long time, she tried to make it better. She really did but it was clear that Courtney didn't want to make it any better so she gave up trying and just tried to put up with all of her bullshit instead. By some fucking miracle of god, she managed to make it through high school and get all of her undergrad classes in order to even get into this school without murdering Courtney.

It was hard to see her coast through this shit while she worked her ass off to get where she was but she didn't let it deter her. She was better than that and she knew it. Even if she didn't feel like she was some days. Courtney on the other hand relied very heavily on handouts from their parents and it drove her insane. Some days, she seriously wondered if they were ignoring her behaviour of purpose because they just didn't want to deal with it. She knew that wasn't what the case was however much that she wanted to think otherwise. They knew that she could handle herself, where as they were so desperate to see Courtney succeed that they would do anything to make it happen. They were completely oblivious to how it made her feel.

Letting out another soft sigh, she moved to her computer desk, to get everything organized just how she liked it for her first day tomorrow instead of thinking of that shit because it bothered her so much. Their parents had actually stopped by a few hours ago, to help her move into her dorm and check up on little miss tyrant bitch. They had begged her to give Courtney her dorm number so they could 'hang out' together more often and she flat out refused. The last fucking thing that she needed was to give Courtney access to her shit and have her sniffing around the place.

This place was her sanctuary and she refused to let Courtney ruin it. Of course, they weren't happy with her decision but understood it and promised her that they wouldn't give Courtney her room number. She knew that they would keep their promise one hundred percent. She knew that they loved her very much and just wanted her to be happy. Getting into Stanvard Hopkins University was not an easy feat for her by any stretch of the imagination and the last thing she needed was Courtney somehow fucking it up for her. It was bad enough she would have to deal with her during class. She wanted her nowhere near her private place. She would certainly loose what was left of her sanity!

Thinking of Courtney she frowned. Unfortunately, about three weeks ago she broke her leg falling down the stairs one day when she had been running late for one of her classes and it put her so behind. So much so that Courtney was ahead of her and she was playing catch up. This also pissed her off to no end. Recently, she been calling her a lot more trying to play the part of a good big sister and 'checking in' on her little sister but doing a piss poor job of it. She had been going on and on about a certain professor as of late.

Apparently, this professor made every student's life a living hell that got in his way and he was a real piece of work. Courtney referred to him as 'the biggest asshole walking on two legs' so if she referred to him as such than he must be one. She also started gushing about how hot and 'fuckable' he was and this caused her to internally roll her eyes. Courtney tended to think with nothing but her ovaries and would rather screw every guy unfortunate enough to cross her path instead focusing on what she should be focusing on.

Of course, she expected her to be the same way and wouldn't shut up about it because she wasn't at all. Courtney gave her flack constantly about her lack of interest in the opposite sex and it was another thing that drove her insane. She just couldn't understand the concept that she would rather concentrate on important shit like school instead of screwing as many guys as she could.

After she finally got Courtney to shut up how hot this professor was, she starting going on about how there was no way in hell that she would make it through tyrant Dr. Strange's classes in one piece. She had to hold back a huge snort of laughter at this. If she could survive tyrant Courtney's bullshit on a daily basis, tyrant Dr. Strange should be a fucking breeze. Plus, who in the hell did she think she was? She could barely function on daily basis without help so who the hell was she to talk?

Not long after Courtney finished doling out her quota of mental abuse for the day, she hung up on her not willing to put up with it for any longer. During the whole stupid conversation, she conveniently left out the fact that she knew exactly who Dr. Strange was. She had been following his medical career for quite some time and knew about his sordid reputation and the fact that he was a huge asshole. She would never ever say it out loud, but he was partially the reason for going into the field of medicine in the first place. She watched him save countless lives despite his reputation and thought his skill as a neurosurgeon was amazing.

She had been following his career right up until he got in that accident that wrecked his hands and his career. After that, he just seemed to disappear from the radar and then he just seemed to disappear all together and she hadn't heard much of him since. She had no idea that he had taken up a job teaching at this school. She supposed it would be decent job to take, he could still make use of his medical knowledge and it probably paid well. Despite what happened to him, he was still one of the greatest minds in neurosurgery and his knowledge in the field would be invaluable to the students at this school.

Still she couldn't help but wonder, if he was a royal prick before. She couldn't even imagine what being in that accident did to him. Maybe Courtney was actually right about something for a change and this class would end up killing her slowly. Regardless, she just couldn't pass up the opportunity to learn from the great Dr. Strange himself. Besides, again she had put up with Courtney's bullshit for the better part of 16 years. There was no way that dealing Dr. Strange could be in any way worse than her.

Looking at the time on the clock next to her bed, she realized that it was almost passed midnight and if she wanted to mostly function during her first day of classes tomorrow she should probably get some semblance of sleep. She decided that her dorm looked good enough for now and hobbled over to her dresser. She pulled out a tank top and set of pajama bottoms. She changed into the tank top and discarded her pants. It took a moment but she somehow managed to wrestle the pajama bottoms over her stupid broken leg.

After she finished with that, she hobbled into her tiny bathroom (the perks of paying extra for a private dorm) and went a brushed her teeth. For a moment, she just looked at herself in the mirror that hung over her sink. She wrinkled her little nose. She was nothing like Courtney and Courtney made sure she knew it.

She was short, curvy and had pale skin. Nothing like tall, tanned Courtney and her hair was long and so dark it was almost black. She had it streaked blue at the front. Courtney had long, blond hair and would never dream of dyeing hers at all. The only thing that she had that stood out that Courtney didn't have was her eyes. They were bright emerald green and she considered them her best feature and knew that Courtney was jealous of them.

She made a face. She hated how much she always compared herself to Courtney but it was something that had been ingrained in her and it was damn near impossible to put a stop to it but she was trying as hard as she could. She was trying to so hard to be her own person and hoped that being on her own in University would help immensely.

No matter what the voices inside told her, she loved herself and was happy with the way she was. She reminded herself of that daily.

'Come on Abby girl, you are fine the way you are. Fuck what the bitch tells you all of the time.' She thought to herself.

She finished brushing her teeth and then left the tiny bathroom. She hobbled the best she could over to her bed and climbed in. It was impossible to find a comfortable positon with her leg the way it was but she tried. Once she finally got comfortable, she finally felt herself begin to drift off.

She had one final thought before sleep consumed her completely. She was just like Alice going down the rabbit hole for the first time.

She had a whole new adventure ahead of her and she was more than ready for it.