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Harry ran as fast as he could, his eyes trained on the white rabbit in front of him. He dodged tree branches and skipped over stones. The ground became steep and soon he was running up a hill, when he got to the top he saw the rabbit's white fur disappear behind a large log. Harry looked down the hill, towards the Malfoy Manor which he could see in the distance. He thought of his mother's disappointment and felt his heart clench. He felt bad but it was all just too much. He didn't see how anyone could expect him to marry Draco. Harry shook his head, he didn't care he wasn't going to marry Draco and that was final. At least that's what Harry told himself.

Harry turned away from the Malfoy Manor and went to see where that rabbit had gone. Harry walked behind the log and gasped at the size of the rabbit hole behind it. It was fairly wide, wide enough that if you weren't playing attention to where you were going you could fall into it. Harry wondered how deep it was so he got down on his hands and knees and looked down into the hole. Harry didn't see the rabbit or the bottom, it must be very deep.

Harry went to push himself up, he guessed he should get back to the party and explain himself, but the dirt under his hands gave way and even though he grasped at the ground he couldn't keep himself balanced and he fell down the rabbit hole.

Harry screamed at first, the sensation of falling made his stomach roll. He would surely die on impact. Harry wanted to close his eyes and just let go but something stopped him. He watched as he was falling down some things flew up at him. That wasn't right, not when you had the law of gravity. Harry's body got twisted around and then he was falling but looking up towards the sky.

Finally Harry crashed through the ground. He took deep steady breaths and just lay there. Was he dead? What was happening to him? Harry slowly got to his feet. He was in a room with five doors. "What?" Harry whispered to himself. This was impossible, he had just fallen through the ground and now he was standing in a room. There were no rooms under the ground that he knew of.

'Well' Harry thought 'What am I going to do now?'

He looked around the room again, at the five doors. "I guess I'll have to see where these lead" Harry said walking up to the first door. It was locked. 'Okay don't panic' Harry thought 'surely one of these doors will open.'

Harry moved to the next door but again it was locked. Quickly he moved to the next three doors but they were all locked. Panic was building in his chest. He was locked in a room hundreds of feet under the ground and he had no way to get out.

Harry looked around. There was a table to the side and Harry let out a sigh as he noticed for the first time that there was a key sitting on the table. 'Of course' Harry thought 'You need a key to open a door duh.'

Harry picked up the key and tried it in all of the doors, it unlocked none of them.

Harry was frantic; the key had to unlock one of them. Why would there be a key but no door for it to unlock.

Harry stopped and tried to calm down. He was missing something, he knew he was. Harry looked around the room again and took in every detail from floor to ceiling. As his eyes were roaming the wall he noticed something. A spot near the ground that didn't match the rest of the wall, it looked like a door. Harry walked over to it and crouched down. It was a door, a very small door. Harry wondered...he took the key and inserted it into the lock, it clicked open and the door swung out. Harry peered through the door, he could see light but there was no way his body was going to fit through there.

Harry stood up and walked back to the table where he had gotten the key. The only other thing on the table was a little bottle of yellowish liquid that said 'drink me.' Harry had ignored it before because he wasn't just about to drink something unknown to him. He placed the key on the table and picked up the bottle to inspect it. He really didn't want to drink it, for all he knew it could be poison but it was starting to look like it was his only choice. It was either not drink it and possibly die of starvation or drink it and hope for the best.

Harry uncorked the bottle and lifted it to his nose, taking a sniff of it, it smelled rank and he was even more against drinking it but instead he lifted the glass to his lips and took a gulp. The taste wasn't any better than the smell but he managed to get it down without gagging. Harry's whole body stated to feel tingly and he hoped he wouldn't regret this decision.

Then he could see the table getting larger and he looked down at himself to see he was getting smaller. His body had shrunk but he was happy to see that so did his clothes and they stayed on him. This was so weird, hopefully it was all just a dream and he would wake up soon.

Harry ran to the door and tried to open it; however the door had closed again and was locked. "Crap" Harry said looking over at the table; he had left the key on it.

He walked back over to the table and tried to jump up and grab the key. It was just out of his reach. But he wasn't going to give up now; he jumped with as much force as he could and slapped his hand on the table so he could pull himself up. He grabbed the key and then slid back down onto the floor. He made his way back to the door and unlocked it. The door opened and Harry stepped into bright sunlight.

Harry walked slowly past the door and it closed behind him. He looked around, there were large plants growing up all around him and to him it looked like a rather strange garden. He heard a buzzing and turned his head to see a flying horse? It was small and looped around his head like a fly would do. Harry couldn't help but think 'horsefly' as it flew away. Harry continued walking; he was amused by the different plants around him. Some of the flowers even looked like they had faces. This really was a strange dream.

"I told you he's the right Harry"

Harry spun around and saw the white rabbit it the waist coat standing with a small mouse with a sword, a dodo bird with a cane and two identical funny looking boys.

"I am not convinced" the mouse said her eyes narrowing on Harry.

"How's that for gratitude" the rabbit said "I've been up there for weeks trailing one Harry after the next, and I was almost eaten by other animals! Can you imagine? They go about entirely unclothed and they do their...shukm in public. I had to avert my eyes."

"He doesn't look anything like himself" one of the flowers behind them said.

"That's because he's the wrong Harry!" the mouse said.

"If he was, he might be" one of the funny boys said.

To which the other replied "If he isn't, he ain't."

"But if he were so, he would be" the first one said.

"But he isn't, nohow." The second one stated.

They were very confusing and Harry was getting tired of this "How could I be the wrong Harry if this is my dream?" he asked. They all turned and looked at him strangely. "Who are you all?" Harry asked.

"Oh he's Twiddle Fred and I'm Twiddle George" one of the boys said.

"I'm Neville" the rabbit said "keeper of time."

"...Okay" Harry said slowly then he looked at the field mouse.

"Ginny" she said shortly waving her sword.

"We should consult Dumbledore" the dodo bird said and Neville nodded.

"I'll escort you" Twiddle George said coming over to Harry and taking his right hand.

"Hey, it's not being your turn." Twiddle Fred said coming over and grabbing Harry's left hand.

"It's not fair" Twiddle George said starting to walk.

"Leave off" Twiddle Fred said pulling Harry's left hand and starting to walk to.

"Let go" Twiddle George said pulling Harry's right arm.

"Are they always this way?" Harry asked cringing a little bit in pain.

"It's a family trait" Neville said "You can both escort him."

...

They walked for a long time, until the garden became more like a forest with bright giant mushrooms all around them.

Twiddle Fred and Twiddle George had finally stopped pulling and they were walking along side each other nicely now.

"Who is this Dumbledore?" Harry asked after a while.

"He's wise, he's absolute." Neville said picking up the pace.

Harry started to see blue smoke and had to will away a cough.

The smoke cleared slightly and Harry saw a blue caterpillar sitting on a toadstool.

"Who are you?" the caterpillar asked.

"Dumbledore?" Harry asked wondering if this was who Neville and the others were bringing him to.

The caterpillar's blue eyes twinkled and it chuckled "You are not Dumbledore I am Dumbledore; my question is who are you?"

"Harry" Harry stated.

"We shall see" Dumbledore said looking Harry over.

Harry frowned "What do you mean by that I ought to know who I am."

The twinkle never leaving Dumbledore's eyes, he leaned forward and answered "Yes you ought, you silly boy. Unroll the Oraculum." He pointed to a large scroll near the foot of his toadstool.

Neville hurried to do what he said; he took the scroll and opened it as he did so he said "The Oraculum, being a calendrical compendium of Underland."

Harry leaned forward looking at the pictures on the scroll; they had an order to them. "It's a calendar." He stated.

"Compendium" Dumbledore stated "It tells of each and every day since the beginning."

"Today is Griblig Day in the time of the Red Queen" Neville said pointing to a picture of what looked like all of them reading the Oraculum.

"Show him the Frabjous Day" Dumbledore said taking a puff from his pipe.

"Mmm. Yeah. Frabjous Day being the day you slay the jabberwocky" Twiddle Fred said.

"Sorry?" Harry said looking up at them in surprise "Slay the what?"

"Yeah that being you there" Twiddle George said "with the Vorpal sword."

"No other swords can kill the Jabberwocky" Twiddle Fred continued "If it isn't Vorpal it isn't dead, no way, nohow."

Harry backed away from the Oraculum, he couldn't slay a jabberwocky. In the picture it sure looked like him but it just couldn't be "That's not me!" he said loudly starting to panic.

"I know!" Ginny said scampering from behind the Oraculum to stand near Neville.

"Resolve this for us Dumbledore" Neville said "Is he the right Harry?"

The twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes had left "Not hardly" he said and then disappeared into his blue haze of smoke.

Harry looked around him as they all advanced on him.

"I said so" Twiddle Fred said.

"No I said so" Twiddle George said.

"You said if he were he would be" Twiddle Fred argued.

"Oh dear" Neville said.

"The little imposter" one of the flowers said "Pretending to be Harry, he should be ashamed."

"Oh I was so certain" Neville said putting his head in his paws.

"I'm sorry I'm not the right Harry" Harry said not liking the way they were all looking at him. He wanted to run away from them, to wake up from this nightmare but he couldn't. He was trapped.