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Chapter 1
"You guys? Where are we?"
The golden trio, Ron, Harry and Hermione, stood in a forested area, having no idea where they ended up. One minute ago they were looking through an old mirror, in which instead of their reflections, they saw trees. Curiously, Harry had stepped forward and put his hand on the glass, and suddenly, all three of them were falling through the mirror, and ended up here- wherever here was.
"I don't know." Hermione said.
Hermione didn't know something. Harry knew they were in trouble now.
"Let's start walking. We might find someone who can help us." Harry suggested.
Ron took one quick glance behind them, but the mirror was still gone.
"Alright." Hermione agreed, and they began to walk through the dense trees.
"There's something…odd about this place." Hermione said after awhile.
"What do you mean, Hermione?" Harry asked.
"Well, listen. There isn't any animals."
They all paused.
"Bloody hell, you're right." Ron gasped.
"Maybe there's a storm coming?" Harry guessed.
"We better find shelter, and fast." Hermione said.
They began to walk again.
"Newcomers, what are you doing here?" A voice asked.
They all looked over to see a young girl dressed in a blue dress, and a white shirt over top, and holding a black and red book. Her hair was short and blonde, and she had bright blue eyes, and a blank expression. Weirdest of all, two little dolls were floating at her sides.
"We're lost." Harry told her. "Do you have an idea where we are?"
"You're in the Forest of Magic." The girl answered.
Ron and Harry both looked at Hermione, but she had never heard of this place.
"Who are you, anyways?" Ron asked.
"I'm Alice Margratroid. This is Shanghai, and Hourai." She motioned to the little dolls.
"Are they…alive?" He asked.
"Don't be silly." Alice laughed softly. "I'm merely controlling them."
The three decided she must be a witch with exceptional powers.
"Outta the way, ze!" A new voice cried, and a yellow and black blur whizzed by. Suddenly the girl stopped, and turned back to them. It was another blonde girl, but her hair was much longer, with a braid on one side, and her eyes golden. She was wearing a stereotypical witches outfit, hat included, and was riding on a broomstick.
"Who're you guys?" She asked.
"Um, I'm Harry, and these are my friends, Hermione and Ron." Harry introduced.
The girl laughed. "You have such weird names."
"My name isn't weird!" Ron defended.
"Whatever you say." She laughed again. "I'm Marisa, by the way. Where are you from?"
"Hogwarts." They answered in unison.
Marisa and Alice shared a confused look.
"Have you heard of it?" Hermione asked.
"Nope." Marisa answered.
Alice just shook her head.
"Do you know anyone who might?"
"Reimu, maybe. Or Patchouli."
"Yukari might." Alice added.
"Do you think you could lead us to them? We really need to get home." Hermione said.
"Sure." Marisa smiled. "Just follow us, ze. The shrine ain't that far. Do ya know how to fly?"
"Not without our broomsticks." Harry answered.
"Are you witches?"
"Uh, wizards, technically."
"Wizards." Marisa repeated quietly, then shrugged. "C'mon, I'll take you to Reimu's first. You coming, Alice?"
"Sure." She shrugged, and they made their way to the Hakuri Shrine.
