Alright, I noticed in my first chapter I didn't introduce myself properly. I am FlandrexKoishi, but you may call me the Great Spider Lord! *audience cheers and applauds*

This is the first story I ever published, so naturally, the site decided to give me a hard time. Now I know the first chapter wasn't very long, but I'm working on it. I hope this is a little better.

DISCLAIMER! I do not own any Harry Potter or Touhou characters! Oh, how I wish I did.

Now, I'll stop talking (or, typing) and let you enjoy the story!

Chapter 2

"Hogwarts, you say? I'm afraid I've never heard of it." The shrine maiden named Reimu told them.

"It's nowhere in Gensokyo, that's for sure." Marisa said.

"Where?" Hermione asked, confused.

"Gensokyo. That's where you are right now."

"How did you get here?" Reimu asked.

"We found an old mirror, and we fell through it, and somehow ended up here." Hermione explained.

"A magic mirror…how odd." Reimu mused. "Have you talked to Patchouli yet?"

"Not yet, ze." Marisa said.

"Well, if anyone should know, it'll be her."

"Can you bring her to us, please?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, I'm afraid we'll have to go to her. Patchouli rarely leaves the mansion. It's not a very long trip, though. Besides, it's a nice day; we'll get plenty of fresh air." The oriental girl smiled.

Back at Hogwarts, Luna and Malfoy stood in front of the mirror.

"See? I told you the mirror was magic." Luna said smugly.

Draco Malfoy just stared at the mirror, and saw not his own reflection, but an old fashioned Mansion.

"Big deal. Everything in this bloody school is magic." He scoffed, unimpressed.

"I wonder where it leads…"

"What makes you think it leads somewhere?"

"I saw Harry, Hermione and Ron go through it. Then the image changed to this place."

"Hey, what are you two doing in there?" A familiar voice asked, and they turned to see Fred, George and Ginny Weasley standing in the doorway, along with Neville.

"Looking into the magic mirror." Luna answered as though this completely natural, which at this particular school it was.

"What does it do?" George asked.

"I'm not sure. I think it teleports people places.

The four walked over curiously.

"Teleports? To where?" Ginny asked.

"I don't know." She sighed. "Whatever image the mirror shows, I guess. Harry, Ron and Hermione disappeared into here somehow."

"What?" George and Fred cried in unison.

"What do you mean, disappeared?" Neville asked nervously.

"Well, they were all standing in front like this, and Harry reached out towards the mirror," As she spoke, she mimicked Harry's movements, and suddenly, they were all falling.

"Woah." Ron gasped as they approached the mansion.

"This place is almost as big as Hogwarts." Harry said. "It must be hell to clean."

The three girls laughed as though enjoying a private joke.

As they approached the gate, the red haired, Chinese looking gatekeeper, who was sitting on a wooden chair, didn't even look up. They then noticed she was asleep.

"I want to wake her up, ze." Marisa snickered, and walked over to her. "MEILING!" She shouted, and the gatekeeper woke with a start.

"I'm up, I'm up!" She cried, still in shock.

Everyone laughed.

"Be lucky I woke you instead of Sakuya." Marisa teased.

"Who's Sakuya?" Harry asked Reimu.

"She's the chief maid here." She answered.

"Poor girl."

She laughed softly.

"Who are they?" The gatekeeper- Meiling- wondered.

"I'm Hermione, and these are my friends, Harry and Ron." Hermione greeted.

"We need to talk to Patchy about something. How is she doing?" Reimu asked.

"Good the last time I saw her."

"Good." Reimu smiled again, and they all started walking inside, but Meiling grabbed Marisa.

"You stay here." She said. "Miss. Patchouli complained enough about you stealing her books."

"I don't steal, I borrow, ze!" Marisa insisted.

"And when do you plan on returning them?"

"When I'm finished with them!"

"You're not allowed in there until you return the books you took!"

Marisa pulled a small circular box from her pocket, and aimed it at Meiling.

"Master Spark!" She said, and a bright light shot out from the box, and Meiling shot back about eight feet from the force.

"Sorry!" Marisa said when the attack ended, then began to fly inside.

"I'll make sure she doesn't take anything." Reimu promised dryly.

"Thanks." Meiling grunted, pulling herself to her feet.

They all followed Marisa inside, shooting Meiling apologetic looks.

"Alright, where's the library again?" Marisa asked, looking around.

Reimu laughed. "Like you haven't been in there almost every day to visit Patchy."

"Keh." Marisa crossed her arms defiantly. "I rarely come here."

"Liar!" Alice said. "You came every day last week!"

"Because I was bored, ze!"

"All week?"

"Shut up!"

Alice and Reimu laughed as they walked over to a massive library.

"Look at all of these books!" Hermione gasped, awed.

"Patchy! Where are you?" Reimu called.

"Over here." A soft voice called.

They walked to a corner of the library, where a young girl with light purple hair and dark purple eyes sat, reading and dressed in a purple dress that looked like a night gown.

"Hey Patchy." Marisa greeted.

She smiled slightly. "Hello Marisa. You're here early. You usually don't come until late afternoon."

Reimu and Alice exchanged a knowing smile.

Patchouli looked straight at Harry and said, "You look familiar. What's your name?"

"Harry. Harry Potter."

"Hm," Patchouli floated up to the top shelf of one of her bookcases, and grabbed a book, then floated back down. She adjusted her glasses and flipped through the pages. The front of the book read, "The Wizard World Miracles."

"Ah, yes. You're the Boy Who Lived, aren't you?"

"I'm in a book here?"

"Of course. Everything that ever is, or was, is in a book in my library." She flipped through a few more pages. "And you two must be Hermione Granger, and Ronald Weasley."

"Just Ron, please." Ron said, red-cheeked.

Hermione wasn't even paying attention. She was too busy looking at all of Patchouli's books.

"You're allowed to read any you like, you know." Patchouli told her without looking up.

Hermione looked over. "Really?"

"Of course. From what I see here, you're one of the few people who would be able to understand half of what I have written." She smirked at Marisa, who had previously attempted to read one of her novels on a certain group of spells, and could barely understand what she had written.

Marisa looked away, annoyed.

Hermione took her time choosing a book, before she picked an old spell book.

"Be careful not to say any of those spells out loud. They will activate even if you are inexperienced."

"I wish I had that warning." Marisa muttered.

"What happened?" Ron asked.

"I created a mini earthquake." She admitted. "It was outside though, so nothing got damaged, ze."

Patchouli floated back up to the top shelf and grabbed a few more books.

"You've come here in hopes of me helping you find a way back to Hogwarts, correct?"

"Y-yes." Harry said.

"Hm, well how exactly did you get here?"

"Well, Ron, Hermione and I were walking through the halls, and we saw one of the doors that was normally locked was opened." Harry started.

"So we went in, and we found a mirror," Ron added.

"But instead of our reflection, we saw a forest. Harry went out to touch it to see if it were real, and we all fell through." Hermione finished.

"A portal…" She mused, "I suppose the best person to help you return home is Yukari, but she sleeps all day, so you'll have to wait."

"That's alright." Hermione said, reaching for a book high up on a shelf.

Reimu giggled randomly.

"What's so funny?"

"I'm sorry, but with your accent everything you say sounds so cute." She giggled again.

"Hey, you have a funny accent as well!" Ron said.

"I know, but I never notice it." She giggled again.

Suddenly they heard an all too familiar scream, and the sound of spells being shouted.

"Ginny!" The three wizards cried in unison, and they all ran outside. Even Patchouli went outside to see what all the commotion was.