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Summary: Harry Potter has eaten some mysterious Cake, and now he sees glowing juice, homework gnomes, flying frogs, and many other weird things. How will his friends and peers react to this? Can he face this insanity?

Chapter 2: Demonic Dolls, Talking Trees, and A trip to St. Mungo's

Harry was in shock. "What are you" he demanded. The elf smiled. "I just said, I'm a homework gnome, I do homework" it stated. Harry stared blankly at him. "Okay am I dying or something" he asked. "Nope" said the elf. "Okay" said Harry walking over to his bed he cleared his throat and started screaming. "AGHHHHHHHHHH" he said running around the room. Just the Neville came in. "Bloody Hell mate why are you screaming" he asked putting his hands over his ears. Harry stopped screaming and grabbed the hem of Neville's shirt. "THERES A FUCKING BLUE GNOME ON MY BED" he screamed. Neville backed away. "Harry are you okay, there are no gnomes here" he said looking around. Harry pointed to the gnome who was rummaging through his bag. "IT'S RIGHT THERE" he stated.

Neville cast him a worried look. "You shouldn't do drugs" he told Harry. Harry's eye twitched. "I'M NOT ON DRUGS" he roared. He ranted and unknown to him Neville disappered. When he finally stopped after 10 minutes he noticed that the Longbottom heir had disappered. He looked at the magic clock on the wall of his dorm and realized that it was lunch. "Wow time goes by fast" he stated heading down the staircases. As Harry neared the great hall he decided to skip lunch and visit the library. Inside was the smell of musty books. One of Harry's favorite smells. He grabbed a book on potions and sat at a table

Harry didn't notice but a doll that was sitting on one of the shelves high, high up, not seen by any, dropped off the shelf and landed on his table. Harry was not exactly focusing on the book. He was more worried about his mental sanity. There was obviously something wrong with his head. He made no connection with the cake from the night before. Just then Harry heard a coughing sound. He looked up to see a walking, talking doll. Harry set his book down on the table and stared intently at it for a second, to make sure it was alive. The doll gave a wave. Again, he started screaming. "OMG NOW THERES A FUCKING LIVING DOLL" he screamed. The librarian screamed at him. "GO HALLUCINATE SOMEWHERE ELSE" she screamed. Harry complied and ran yelling into the great hall.

As He entered every eye was on him. ", ANDNOWTHERESALIVINGDOLL" he babbled, confusing everyone, seeing as they couldn't understand what he was saying. Everyone but Dumbledore. Everyone turned to him to see if he could translate. "He said: "omg first there was the glowing pumpkin juice, then there was the homework gnomes that did his homework and now there's a living doll" he said. Every one got more confused by the second and where starting to be creeped out. "That's what I said" shouted Harry. A first year Ravenclaw spoke up. "Erm are you on drugs" she asked. Harry exploded. "I AM NOT ON DRUGS OKAY!?!?! THEIR REAL!! REAL!!!" he screamed running from the hall, leaving Dumbledore to call St. Mungo's.

Harry ran into the forbidden forest without stopping. He finally reached a clearing that wasn't dark or creepy. He stopped for a moment and rested. As he sat down on a rock, he heard a voice. "Hi" Harry looked up and noticed that the tree had a mouth and it was talking to him. "Are you talking" he asked. "Yes" replied the tree. Harry got up and hit his head on a rock. After a couple of moments he blacked out.

3 hours later… At St. Mungo's Hospital

Harry awoke to the murmuring of voices. He could faintly hear them. "..Shows no results… drugs…could be in relapse… or he could… hallucinating…ever it is its weird" said the voice. Harry sat up and noticed he was in St. Mungo's. He groaned and pressed his head into the pillows. He tried to make the voices go away but he could still here them. "…monitors…awake…" came a female voice. Harry heard some footsteps. He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Welcome back to earth" came a voice in his ear. Harry looked up and was greeted by a young looking nurse. "You gave every one a scare, you where hallucinating about stuff, and then we found you blacked out in a clearing in the middle of the forbidden forest, with your head split open" she stated reading a medical report. Harry sat up. "How long has it been" he asked. "3 Hours since your outburst, evolving gnomes" she said.

Harry groaned and sank back into the sheets. "Did you find out what's wrong with me" he asked hopefully. The nurse shook her head. "Nope, I was hoping you could tell us" she said. Harry sighed. Just then he saw a gnome appear on the bedside table. "LIKE WHATS WITH THE GNOMES" he stated. The nurse gave him a weird look. "Are you okay" she asked. "Nope, I can see a frigen gnome on my bedside table" he stated. The nurses cast a diagnose spell at him. It came back with no results, other then his current injuries. Harry asked for a glass of water, and the nurse left to get him his request. She came back a moment later. Harry sipped the water and a moment later he was unconscious.