A/N: Okay, so here is a little idea I have been playing with while I try to figure out where The Book is going. Hope you like it, and let me know if you'd like to see it finished. Again, as always I don't own Harry Potter, or in this case the concept of Alice in Wonderland either.

Now please Read, review and try to enjoy!

Ginny sat against the oak tree furthest from the Burrow, her back against the rough bark. She idle picked at the frilly lace on her dress. Her mother had insisted she dress nicely today.

So her she sat, in a blue satin A-line dress trimmed with lace. She looked nothing like herself. Even her hair betrayed her. It stayed perfectly straight today and even behaved when she tired a ribbon in. Why did things go perfect today of all days, when Ginny felt so out of sorts.

Sure she was happy Harry had been accepted into the training academy without having to return to Hogwarts, but something-or better yet someone- was keeping her from being completely as ease with it.

"Stupid, Bloody Cho Chang." She said angrily as she slammed her book shut. "Having to apply for the Auror academy. She wasn't even good at Defense." Ginny pouted again, crossing her arms angrily over her chest. It wasn't that she didn't want Harry to go, it was that she didn't want him to go with her.

"Oh, Harry, we can be dueling partners."' Cho had laughed.

Ginny mimicked Cho laugh as she picked her book up again. "Over my dead body." She muttered.

She was just getting back into her book when Arnold, her 3 year old pink pygmy puff, lept from his perch on her shoulder and began to explore a hole at the base of the oak tree.

"Arnold, get away from there." Ginny said as she moved over to pick him up. As she did so Arnold slipped into the oak tree. Ginny lunged for him, but lost her balance and slipped into the hole after him.

Ginny screamed for help as she began falling, she briefly thought that this hole was rather deep and soon she would hit water, but no such thing happened.

As she fell further and further into the darkness she fumbled through the small pocket of her dress, searching for her wand. She finally found it and shouted "Lumnos" and the tunnel lit up at once.

She reached for tree roots as she descended but they broke off weakly in her hand. She looked down to see, what seemed to be a bottom to the tunnel, rapidly approaching. As a last attempt at salvation, she pointed her wand at her self and yelled "Wingardium Leviousa". It did not make her float upwards as she had expected but it did slow her fall enough that she landed on the floor with a soft 'thump'.

She stood carefully and looked up at the dark tunnel she had just fallen through, she could not see the top, nor any light from the outside world. She huffed in frustration and she surveyed her surrounding. Instead of dirt walls like one would expect the round rooms walls were covered in sleeping portraits.

"It reminds me of Dumbledore's office." She laughed weakly as she examined a large portrait. She turned around abruptly at the sound of feet. She gasped in shock when Harry appeared out of the shadows.

"Oh, Harry. I'm so happy to see you." She reached for him. "Where are we?" She asked as he kept moving through the room.

"I'm sorry Ginny I can't right now," Harry said quickly, hastening his pace across the room. He reached a door and tugged it open. He looked at Ginny one last time, "I'm very late." And with one last glance he disappeared through the door, as Ginny yelled to him. "Late for what?"

Ginny ran towards the door and reached the handle just as it sealed shut. She tugged and tugged, slammed her fist upon the wood, but it would not budge. She sank against the hard wood in defeat, as she did so something poked her in her side.

"Oh," she exclaimed, climbing to her feet. She pulled out her wand and pointed it at the handle. "Alohamora"

But no click issued from the door and it remained locked.

Ginny placed her hand on her hips in a Molly Weasley fashion and stomped her feet in frustration. She turned to face the room and found a table in the center that had not been there before.

She cautiously walked towards it a plucked the small bottle from it surface.

"Drink Me." She said reading the tag aloud. "Not I don't think I will." she said setting it back down. Years of living with Fred and George had taught Ginny never to ingest foreign food and beverages, lest they contain something displeasent.

She turned towards the door more determined. "Well if I can't go through it I'll just have to go under it." she nodded in consent with herself and pointed her wand at her head before effectively shrinking herself to the size of a thimble. She care full slipped beneath the door and out into a grassy area. She quickly returned herself to normal size and surveyed the land.

In every direction she looked was forest, full of strange tall trees. Leading into the deepest part was a small golden path .

She sighed as she looked around. No sign of Harry. She turned around to look at the door she had just come under, only to find it gone.

"How curious." She muttered to herself, feeling at the empty air where the door had been.

She turned slowly back toward the path. It shimmered every so lightly, as if beckoning her. "Well, maybe Harry has followed the path, as it seems the only way to go."

She stepped lightly and quickly made her way into the deep woods. Strange noises resonated around her, and shadows seemed to move strangely all around.

Ginny gripped her wand a little tighter and held it at chest level, ready to attack. She hastened her pace until she could see light glistening up ahead.

A deep roar sounded behind her and Ginny took off at full speed, heading towards the light. She could hear loud footsteps getting closer and pushed herself to her limit. She gasped as she reached the edge of the forest. She turned to face her chaser, but found nothing there.

She sat down in the grass and attempted to catch her breath. She had been sure something was chasing her. She plopped down onto her back and looked up to the sun, shining brightly. She heard a sweet sound, and looked up to find a small house in the clearing.

"Humm." she whispered as she pushed herself back to her feet. "It looks strangely like Harry's parents house." She tentatively took a few steps towards it, unknowing what could happen next.

As she approached the gate she saw a familiar untidy head of hair coming her way.

"Harry! Harry! There you are!" She called loudly as he approached.

But Harry seemed not to hear her. He turned to her abruptly "Ginny, There you are! Were running very late! Please, quickly run upstairs and fetch my gloves and wand." he finished quickly and took off into the house.

"Harry, wait! Late for what?" Ginny called as she ran after him into the house, but as she entered she found no sign of Harry.

Ginny sighed, "Must be ll the stress from training." she said as she took a seat in a rather cushy chair in the front room. She sat there for a moment, listening for any sign of Harry.

She surveyed the room. It seemed very much like somewhere Harry would live. And then she saw it, a plate full of Treacle Tarts. She quickly crossed the room to where they sat. She starred down at the treats, longing in her eyes. She was ever hungry.

"I'm sure Harry won't mind if I have one." She reasoned as she plucked one off the platter. She took a small bite out of it.

"Oh, goodness." She said at once. "This is almost as good as Mum's"

She stood there for a moment, enjoying her treat before deciding she better look for Harry. She made her way slowly through the house, and noticed the rooms and furniture seemed to be getting smaller. In a panic she rushed back towards the front entrance room, only to find that thing were shrinking there as well.

"Oh dear." she said in a panic.