Through the Looking Glass Chapter 9

A Winter Wonderland

Blah, blah, blah, blah blah!

Yeah so Chapter 9.

Good reason for delay!

PC we had kept crashing.

Lesson learned? SAVE OFTEN!

Truly. Anyways Chapter 9.

Nekobaa shows her powers.

Harry goes to Wonderland, meets the Cheshire Cat, gets various stuff.

Christmas of course.

That's about it.

And New Years!

Yep. Ron continues to prove that he is an moron.

December 14, 1993 Chamber of Secrets

"Alright." Harry started. "Let's do this." He faced the mirror and took a step

Wonderland Day 1

Harry stumbled as he stepped from hard stone to soft, springy, but dead grass.

"Whoa." Harry said looking around. Wonderland did not match the descriptions in Alice in Wonderland or Through the Looking Glass. Most of the area he was in seemed to be mostly grey scale, the trees seemed to be weeping, and there were statues of Alice, all crying, some pure clean water others a strange black tar like substance.

"Harry!" He finally heard Alice's voice in real life, seconds before she glomped him.

"Alice?" He looked down and saw the girl who had protected and taught him.

"Let me show you around." She grabbed his hand and dragged him off.

Wonderland Day 2

Harry was now learning how to properly use the Vorpal Knife.

"For someone who has never used it, you're pretty good." A skeletal cat known as the Cheshire Cat told the sweating boy. He was floating and swishing his tail back and forth.

"Thank you." Harry said between breaths.

"And slow your breathing. You'll hyperventilate." The cat said.

Harry nodded and slowed his breathing.

Wonderland Day 3

"How much time has passed at Hogwarts?" Harry asked, knowing that he could only escape for a few hours at a time.

"About thirty minutes." Alice said twirling the umbrella.

"Only that long?" Harry said.

"Yep." Alice said. "I can alter the time relationship between here and there."

"Nice." Harry said. "Will I be able to do that?"

"Nope." Harry pouted.

"It's an ability special to our Alice." Chesh said from his perch in the tree. "Much like your ability to use wizard magic here."

"Ah." Harry said. "Could I practice my magic here?"

"It would depend on the magic." Chesh said yawning. "If you mean the Animagus thingy, you could, but I would advise against it."

Harry frowned. He had gone against Chesh's advice once, once was enough.

Flashback

Wonderland Day 2.5

"Don't go down there." Chesh said to the Boy-Who-Lived who ignored the cat's advice, and jumped down.

20 Minutes later

Harry found that he too could regenerate at certain points, as well as retain the lessons learned. The Insects that had "killed" him were made of bolts and wire, there were also slugs and other strange creatures that came up from the tar-tears.

Instead of the blue butterflies Alice turned into, Harry turned into a flock of small black birds.

"That hurt." Harry said.

"Lessons can often be painful." Chesh said.

End Flashback

Harry grimaced. "What about the Jutsu I've been working on?"

"That should be fine." Chesh said. "At least ones you've showed me."

"Cool." Harry said.

Wonderland Day 4

Harry stepped back through the mirror Alice set up. He would return in one Earth week.

December 14, 1993 Chamber of Secrets

Harry shivered as the air temperature around him went from warm to cool. "Forgot how cool it is here." He said of the Chamber of Secrets. He didn't notice Chesh following him through the mirror.

December 14, 1993 Great Hall 5 PM

"Where'd ya go today?" Ron asked through a mouthful of food.

"Here and there." Harry said cryptically.

Ron scowled. "That's not telling us much." This time it was with a clear mouth.

"That's the point." Harry said. "I don't need a keeper, Ron."

"But, what about Black?" Ron was still dead set on the thought of Black being after Harry.

"What about him?" Harry replied. He had actually gone with Lupin to meet Sirius in the flesh. After giving him a bear hug, Sirius was actually well behaved.

"He could kill you!" Ron said.

"Ron, I'm fine." Harry said. "I'll take someone with me next time." This calmed the other boy somewhat.

December 14, 1993 Gryffindor Common Room 8 PM

"Since Ron asked I've been curious too." Hermione asked. "Where were you?"

"I was in the Chamber working on something." Harry said. "Can we keep it at that?"

"Fine." Harry was surprised that she backed down so fast.

"I'll show you after Christmas." Harry promised.

"We're holding you to that." Ginny said. "Are you planning on getting Ron something?" She knew that Harry was starting to dislike her brother.

"Nope." Harry said. "Why should I?"

No one had a good answer to that.

December 21, 1993 Hogsmead

Harry groaned. Ron had been dropping "subtle" hints all day long. Namely the more expensive things. 'And he thinks he'll be getting anything?' Harry thought.

He's an idiot. Alice said walking along side in the reflections. Get him something.

'Why?' Harry thought.

Something like a spider or something else he hates. Alice grinned.

"Hmm…" Harry said. "Why don't we split up for now?"

"Alright." Ron said, believing he had finally worn Harry down.

"Hermione, mind shopping with me?" Harry said. Ron glared. Hermione was his.

"Sure." She replied, Ron had been drooling over her.

They slipped off. Ron turned to Neville, only to find himself alone.

Damian's Knick Knacks

The pair walked into the second hand store and looked around.

"Whoa." Harry said.

"Yeah." Hermione agreed.

"Welcome to my shop." Damian Trace said. "Everything is sold as is, all sales final."

"Huh." Harry said as he and Hermione started to walk around.

2 hours later

Harry and Hermione walked out of the store with several gifts in hand. Both had found something for Ron. Harry had found a pair of black gloves that, if gotten wet, would puff up into fuzzy spider-like balls. Hermione had found a plush spider, one the size of a quaffle.

December 25, 1993 Gryffindor 3rd Year Boys Dorm 8 AM

Harry woke up to the sound of Ron saying "It's Christmas!" over and over again. He groaned and wondered if he could go downstairs.

"Presents!" Ron, ever the hyperactive moron, said.

Neville had woken up by that time and were facing his presents. Ron dove into the pile. First he opened the gift from Harry, frowning as it was rather small, when he opened it and saw the gloves and what they were made of he grinned.

"My turn." Neville said. He opened a random gift. It proved to be a book on Muggle plants. "Thanks Harry."

"My turn now." Harry said, flopping on his stomach and grabbing the longest. He ripped it open. "Wow, a Firebolt…"

Cue Ron's envy. "Who sent you that?" He asked.

"Dunno." Harry went through the wrapping. "No card."

Must be from Black. Alice whispered. He did say he was getting you something good.

'Probably.' Harry thought. 'Hermione won't be happy about this.'

No she won't. Alice agreed. Pull her aside before she runs off.

"Can I try it?" Ron said.

"Later." Harry said.

"Alright." He replied opening Hermione's present. A shrill scream resounded from the dorm as Ron found the Spider plush in the box. Harry was trying not to laugh.

"It's not alive, Ron." Neville said. "Really."

"Open another, Nev." Harry said.

3 Hours Later

Everyone was done in the Great Hall. Most parents had brought their kids home because of Sirius Black. So they had combined all of the tables.

2 Hours Later

Everyone was full. Snape was highly annoyed, due to Dumbledore spelling a Santa Hat to his head, but other than him everyone was in good spirits. Harry doubted it would last until nightfall.

2 Hour Later

Harry was right. As was Alice, Harry had not been able to pull Hermione aside before she went to McGonagall.

"It'll have to be stripped." She said

"Stripped?" Harry said, following her and his Firebolt. "What do you mean stripped?"

"All enchantments removed, Potter." She said.

"You can redo the enchantments?" Harry said.

"Yes, Madame Hooch, Professor Flitwick and I will be doing this." She answered.

"Do you really think Black would send this?" Harry said. "Spend that much just so he could kill me?" The woman stopped so short Harry nearly ran into her.

"Why do you say that?" She turned to him.

"You mean the price part or the trying to kill me part?" Harry asked.

"Both." Her voice was sharp.

"I spent two weeks in Diagon Alley going past the Firebolt everyday so I know how much it cost, and Black was supposedly Voldemort's right hand man, so he would be trying to kill me." Harry said.

The witch looked at him. "You think he would try to kill you?"

"…" Harry was quiet. "If I said no would I get in trouble?"

McGonagall stared at him. "Why?"

"I don't think he wants to kill me." Harry said. "I spent a lot of time in the Holly and the Ivy this summer and learned a lot about my parents. Sirius Black was my dad's best friend. Why would he betray them?"

McGonagall paused. "I don't know." She said after awhile. "Still, I'd feel safer if we made sure."

Harry sighed as the woman turned away. "Did he ever get a trial!" He asked. "Did any of them get one?"

Gryffindor Common Room

"Why did you do that Hermione?" Ron demanded. "Why? If Harry doesn't get that back-"

"I'll get another Nimbus." Harry said walking back in. "I have enough from this summer to get another Nimbus 2000." Ron glared at the younger boy.

"You're forgiving her?" Ron said.

"Nope." Hermione paled. "Not yet. She should've asked me before going off to McGonagall."

"I-I was just worried." She said before running out.

Harry followed after sending Ron a glare.

Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom

"Hey." Harry said opening the door. "Can we talk?"

"You hate me." Hermione sniffled, clutching Nekobaa who was purring.

"No." Harry said. "I don't hate you, but I am upset."

"Huh?" Hermione was confused.

"Not here." Harry turned to the sink. "Open" He hissed, Hermione gaped. "Escalator" The slide turned into a platform. "Come on." He held out his hand.

"Alright." Hermione said taking his hand. She still held onto Nekobaa

"Down" The platform went down. "Now, promise me you won't freak."

"I promise." She agreed.

20 Minutes Later Sirius's Clearing

"You're Sirius Black!" She yelled.

"I'm guessing you're Hermione Granger." He replied calmly.

"Meow." Nekobaa said drawing attention to her.

"Why do you have a Nekomata?" He asked.

"…" Hermione paused. "You don't want to kill Harry?"

"Why would I?" Sirius said.

"You got me the Firebolt." Harry asked.

"Yep!" Hermione sent him a glare. "I mean your Nimbus was totaled, so I had to help you and Gryffindor!"

Hermione drew in breath.

"I know." Harry cut her off. "You told me so." He smiled.

She bristled.

"When was the last time you slept?" Sirius asked the girl. "Or at least took a day off?"

She blinked and thought.

"Time turner?" He asked. She shifted and looked away. "Huh. He must really like you."

"Time turner?" Harry was confused.

"It allows you to time travel." He paused. "To a point."

"Huh." Harry said. "That's how you manage to get to your classes. All of them."

'All of them?' Sirius thought. "Are you taking all of the electives?"

"Ma-maybe." Hermione actually stuttered.

"Hmmm…" Sirius hummed. "Drop Divination and since you're muggleborn drop Muggle Studies… Uhhh…" He started pacing. "Let's see, Arithmancy is useful, so is Ancient Runes, needed to be a Curse Breaker…" He paused. "Care of Magical Creatures is actually rather useless. So, drop Muggle Studies and Divination." The man blinked. "If you want to remain sane, anyways."

"What do you mean "If I want to remain sane"?" She asked.

"Time turners are regulated for a reason." Sirius said. "Use them too much and you'll start losing your mind. People aren't made to be in multiple places at once."

"Professor Mc-" She started to say but was cut off when Sirius waved his hand.

"Despite what you think McGonagall doesn't know everything." He said. "I was an Auror, one of our duties was to make sure regulated items, like time turners, aren't misused. Truth be told, I think you're misusing yours."

She glared at him.

"Use it to get some sleep." Sirius said. "Like another two hours or so."

"If I don't?" She challenged.

"I'll send in a tip." Sirius said. "Either drop the classes, or get some sleep, sleep deprivation is a surefire way to go insane."

They had a small staring contest, Harry looked on. "Fine, I'll drop the classes."

"I'll make sure she does." Harry smiled. "We should be getting back."

"Yes, people will be getting curious." She was quiet.

"See ya later, Sirius!" Harry waved back.

Outside McGonagall's Office

"How long have you been in contact with him?" She asked.

"Early November." Harry said.

She knocked, knowing she wouldn't get anymore from him.

1 Hour and Minus One Time Turner Later in the Gryffindor Common Room

"Where'd you two go?" Ron, ever the busybody when it came to Harry, asked.

"We went for a walk." Harry said. "I wanted to talk to her."

"Why? To tell her ne-" Ron was cut off.

"No!" Harry said. "She's more important than a broomstick. I also talked to McGonagall. She said I'll get it back in a month or so." Ron stared. "So back off."

"But…" Ron said.

"No!" Harry finally lost his temper. "I don't see the point in completely ignoring someone who just was worried about my safety. She just wanted to make sure that I wasn't going to get knocked off of my broom when I'm fifty in the air! Hermione's been more loyal to me than you have. You're just friends with me because I'm the Boy-Who-Lived! BUGGER OFF!" Harry was breathing heavily by now. "You've been a complete and utter arse lately. I made friends over the summer that you haven't given a chance, I've become friends with a girl that I saved. I. Don't. Want. People. Like. You. As. Friends! You are a light version of Draco Malfoy, the only difference is he knows when to keep his mouth shut!" Harry yelled for everyone to hear. Ron had been frozen throughout the tirade, but once it was over he also lost his temper.

"You, you, you…" He attacked.

20 Minutes Later Hospital Wing

Ron was easily worse off. Harry had learned out to fight hand to hand that summer. Hermione had run and gotten McGonagall once Harry started yelling. She was not happy with her students. Neither would be released until their guardians could be contacted.

Harry was seething. Ron had blamed it completely on him. He had allowed it to happen far too long. Though he did take some satisfaction in watching Molly Weasley chewing her youngest son out, and had taken the tongue lashing easily.

3 Days Later

Harry had taken it to the governors. Citing many instances where most would get detention, and several where many would be expelled, evidence had come from other students from Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and even Gryffindor. The reason he had not gotten form Slytherin was because they would not tell him anything.

So Ron Weasley had become the first Gryffindor to be expelled in over forty years. Harry explained to Molly and Arthur Weasley he had nothing against them, just their youngest son. Said boy had also been cast out of the family and onto the streets.

New School Year

Malfoy had not taunted Harry as most would think. Instead the blonde pulled him aside and listened to the non-public side of the story and said that Weasley was the only real reason he was taunting them.

"Why'd you do it?" He asked Harry.

"If I allowed it to happen anymore he would've gotten worse." Harry said. "Maybe even to the point where I'd start comparing him more to Voldemort," Malfoy flinched slightly. "not to you."

Malfoy thought for a moment. "Had you been in any other house, Slytherins would've added to your defense, would've put him in Azkaban, not out in the streets." Harry gaped.

"He was that bad to you?" Harry knew Ron had hated Slytherin house, but not to that point.

"Had he hit puberty, he would've gotten the death sentence." Malfoy said walking away.

Harry was surprised, would've he done that? Even to Slytherins, that kind of thing was unforgivable.

End Chapter

We didn't want to write Ron anymore.

So we kicked him out… We're also leaving it up to you guys on what he did to get expelled.

And what he would've done to get killed.

At Digi-Master-Fan There will be pairings.

Just not yet. Harry/Hermione, maybe Neville/Luna…

Also! 30 reviews… Omake…

About Aunt Marge's Stay. Night of 8/3/1993.

We had Harry talking to himself.

So does Gaara from Naruto…

Squee! Gaara!

Or to the demon in his head…

Explanations at end.

Through the Looking Glass Omake

August 3 1993

1:45 PM

'So just creepy songs?' Harry asked Alice.

Correct She said.

"Boy!" His overly large aunt said. "Where do you think you're going?"

"To do my chores like Aunt Petunia told me too." Harry said.

Aunt Marge glared at him but backed off.

2 PM

Yankee Doodle. Alice whispered.

"Yankee Doodle went to town just to eat a pony, stuck it in a Pot and called it Macaroni." Harry sung just loud enough for Marge to hear it.

4 PM

"Deck the Halls with Blood and Carnage, Fa La La, La La La, La La La." Again, just barely loud enough for her to understand. "'Tis the season to kill others, Fa La La, La La La, La La La."

5 PM

Harry as quietly talking to himself, when they listened, however, they learned he was indeed talking to a voice in his head. One he called… "Okaa-san"

"I can't kill them yet, Okaa-san." Harry muttered. "Not yet. I have to have them, Okaa-san. If I kill them, then I'll be put into prison. Then what will we do to slack your… thirst?"

Alice was laughing her ass off.

Collective thoughts of Dursley's 'Who the hell is Okaasan?"

August 3rd is done.

Okaa-san means mother.

A reviewer gave the idea.

Well, they sad that we should've had a day where Harry did nothing but give Death Glare™ to everyone.

Anyways, we reread the chapter and noticed that we did put Harry down as muttering to himself. And his "family" being disturbed by it. And Shukaku, from Naruto, makes Gaara-kun, also from Naruto, believe, after many sleepless nights, that Shukaku is Gaara-kun's mother…

And Shukaku is usually demanding blood of others, so Harry acts like a voice in his head is demanding death of others.

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