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I do not own this story ma'am! I do not own it Sam I Am! In other words,
Not Mine! I do not own these characters, heck I don't own anything that has
to do with Harry Potter, got it?! I don't own Alice in Wonderland or
American McGee's Alice either!
A/N: Okay, this story is NOT really a parody or crossover or anything like that. It's more like I just borrowed story ideas from Alice in Wonderland (The book/Disney movie) and American McGee's Alice (The horror type video game for the PC). So, if you haven't heard of or seen either, don't worry about it, this is my own story and has nothing to do with either, besides parts of the borrowed story line that is. R/R!
Hermione In Wonderland?
Chapter One: Waking Up
Voldemort and his Death Eaters were back in power. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had unluckily run upon one of their strongholds in the forbidden forest during a detention. They had accidentally stumbled upon the camp and caught the Death Eaters off guard, which was precisely the reason that they weren't dead yet. Ron, Hermione, and Harry tried to get away to inform Dumbledore before the Death Eaters had time to collect themselves. They were soon being chased deep into the woods.
"Hermione," a voice echoed.
Hermione looked around for the owner, but only saw Harry and Ron panting beside her. They didn't even seem to notice the voice.
"Hermione," the voice echoed all around her.
The Death Eaters grew nearer. Harry stopped abruptly and ran into a small cavern, followed closely by Ron. Hermione was so preoccupied with the voice that she didn't notice them disappear into the small hole until she was a few feet past it. The Death Eaters foot steps and shouts grew closer. Hermione breathed heavily as she looked around wildly for Harry and Ron. She saw nothing but darkness around her, when out of no where a hand grabbed her arm. She began to let out a frightened scream when another hand clamped firmly about her mouth.
"Shhhh Hermione, it's me." Ron said in a whisper as he released her mouth and proceeded to guide her to the cave where Harry was waiting.
"We thought the Death Eaters got you Hermione. I'm glad you're okay." Harry admitted as he shined his illuminated wand at the two dark figures. Hermione nodded her agreement, then sat down on the cold stone floor, leaning back against the hard wall. She closed her eyes as she tried to steady her breathing and organize her thoughts.
"Hermione, wake up dear!" the same voice from before now echoed through her head.
The Death Eaters were close, nearly right outside of the cave. Would they be able to find them? What would happen if they did? Hermione thought worriedly, trying not to think about the voice.
Suddenly, Hermione felt a hand on her shoulder and was soon being shaken. Her eyes shot open and she looked around with a start.
"Hermione dear, dinner is almost ready, go clean up." The voice from before said to her, but this time the voice had a body, and it stood over Hermione. Hermione didn't say a word in response. She was to shocked at her surroundings. She was sitting in her back yard, propped up against the base of a large tree with a book in her lap. She finally looked up at the voice's keeper and saw exactly who she expected to see, her mother. Which was very unexpected indeed. Mrs. Granger began to walk back up to the house, but Hermione, finally regaining her voice, called after her.
"Mum?" Hermione said in almost a scared tone.
"Yes dear?" Mrs. Granger said kindly.
"How did I get here? The last thing I remember, I was at Hogwarts, in the forbidden forest, running away from a group of Death Eaters." Hermione said looking thoroughly confused.
Hermione's mum let out a small giggle as she smiled at her daughter.
"That must have been some dream dear, I think maybe your father was right, you have been reading to much."
"But Mum! It was no dream! I'm a witch and I go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Hermione started, trying to make sense of it all and ignoring her mother's remark about reading too much at the same time. However, Mrs. Granger just simply let out another laugh.
"Don't be silly dear!" Mrs. Granger said as she left the yard.
Hermione remained seated. Could this be a dream? She thought. No, this was far too realistic to be any dream. Hogwarts was no dream though either. It wasn't, she just knew it wasn't!
"Hermione! You need to get cleaned up for dinner!" Her mother reminded from the doorway of their abode. Hermione got up slowly, realizing how hungry she really was. She trudged into the house and to the washroom. Moments later she emerged, a little cleaner than when she had entered and just as confused as ever. Hermione sat down at her place at the dinner table with a sigh. Her father looked over the brim of his newspaper at her.
"Feeling alright Hermione?" He asked her.
"No dad." Hermione answered quite truthfully. "I shouldn't be here! I should be at school!" Mr. Granger gave a chuckle.
"I know you're excited about starting a new school year, but you should enjoy your break while you can." Mr. Granger said as he looked back at his paper.
"No, no, no, no, no!" Hermione denied. "It IS the school year! I am a witch and I go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" she explained for the second time. Mr. Granger folded up his newspaper and set it aside as he looked intently at his daughter.
"What's the matter dear?" He asked. "Now, you've always read a lot, and been a very clever girl, but, you've also always been very logical. Why are you making up such nonsense stories all of a sudden?"
"Nonsense? Nonsense?? It's the undeniable truth!" Hermione exclaimed.
Dinner went by quietly after that and as soon as Hermione finished eating she went straight to her room to lie down. I'm not crazy. I'm not! She kept telling herself. She was unable to get a wink of sleep and spent the entire night staring up at the ceiling trying to figure out what on earth could have happened to her.
The next day Mr. and Mrs. Granger were talking solemnly at the kitchen table when their daughter came down with a worn out look on her face.
"Didn't sleep well honey?" Mrs. Granger asked worriedly. Hermione simply shook her head and sank into her seat at the table.
"We've talked about this and we've decided," Mr. Granger said referring to himself and his wife, "that it might be best if you were to talk to a professional."
"A professional?" Hermione repeated. "You mean a psychiatrist! You both think I'm insane!"
"No Hermione, we don't think you're insane. We just think that it might help you to talk to someone who can understand things like this." Mrs. Granger interjected.
"Things like what Mum? Things like me being a witch?" Hermione said, becoming a bit angry that her parents didn't believe her. She did have to admit that she did sound a little crazy, though she knew that Hogwarts was real, Harry and Ron were real. On the other hand, talking to a Psychiatrist might help her sort out her thoughts enough to figure out what was happening, even if they weren't magical, she thought.
"Things like you making up these bizarre stories all of a sudden." Mr. Granger said. "It's very unlike you to be telling such tall tells." Hermione looked down in frustration. She decided that it might be best for now to just hold her tongue.
A/N: Sooooooooooooo…. Please REVIEW! Is my writing confusing? Do you like it? Please let me know! Also, I don't know how morbid or angsty y'all want me to get. It's not going to have a sad ending, just because I hate sad endings. I got some pretty crazy things planned, y'all who know about American McGee's Alice probably know what I'm talkin about. Oh well, just tell me if y'all want me to go into the whole "suicide" type thing or to stay away from stuff like that! What I'm mainly trying to get out is, should I keep it mainly just mystery or should I go more into angst, horror or drama? I'll try to get some R/Hr in here and there.
A/N: Okay, this story is NOT really a parody or crossover or anything like that. It's more like I just borrowed story ideas from Alice in Wonderland (The book/Disney movie) and American McGee's Alice (The horror type video game for the PC). So, if you haven't heard of or seen either, don't worry about it, this is my own story and has nothing to do with either, besides parts of the borrowed story line that is. R/R!
Hermione In Wonderland?
Chapter One: Waking Up
Voldemort and his Death Eaters were back in power. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had unluckily run upon one of their strongholds in the forbidden forest during a detention. They had accidentally stumbled upon the camp and caught the Death Eaters off guard, which was precisely the reason that they weren't dead yet. Ron, Hermione, and Harry tried to get away to inform Dumbledore before the Death Eaters had time to collect themselves. They were soon being chased deep into the woods.
"Hermione," a voice echoed.
Hermione looked around for the owner, but only saw Harry and Ron panting beside her. They didn't even seem to notice the voice.
"Hermione," the voice echoed all around her.
The Death Eaters grew nearer. Harry stopped abruptly and ran into a small cavern, followed closely by Ron. Hermione was so preoccupied with the voice that she didn't notice them disappear into the small hole until she was a few feet past it. The Death Eaters foot steps and shouts grew closer. Hermione breathed heavily as she looked around wildly for Harry and Ron. She saw nothing but darkness around her, when out of no where a hand grabbed her arm. She began to let out a frightened scream when another hand clamped firmly about her mouth.
"Shhhh Hermione, it's me." Ron said in a whisper as he released her mouth and proceeded to guide her to the cave where Harry was waiting.
"We thought the Death Eaters got you Hermione. I'm glad you're okay." Harry admitted as he shined his illuminated wand at the two dark figures. Hermione nodded her agreement, then sat down on the cold stone floor, leaning back against the hard wall. She closed her eyes as she tried to steady her breathing and organize her thoughts.
"Hermione, wake up dear!" the same voice from before now echoed through her head.
The Death Eaters were close, nearly right outside of the cave. Would they be able to find them? What would happen if they did? Hermione thought worriedly, trying not to think about the voice.
Suddenly, Hermione felt a hand on her shoulder and was soon being shaken. Her eyes shot open and she looked around with a start.
"Hermione dear, dinner is almost ready, go clean up." The voice from before said to her, but this time the voice had a body, and it stood over Hermione. Hermione didn't say a word in response. She was to shocked at her surroundings. She was sitting in her back yard, propped up against the base of a large tree with a book in her lap. She finally looked up at the voice's keeper and saw exactly who she expected to see, her mother. Which was very unexpected indeed. Mrs. Granger began to walk back up to the house, but Hermione, finally regaining her voice, called after her.
"Mum?" Hermione said in almost a scared tone.
"Yes dear?" Mrs. Granger said kindly.
"How did I get here? The last thing I remember, I was at Hogwarts, in the forbidden forest, running away from a group of Death Eaters." Hermione said looking thoroughly confused.
Hermione's mum let out a small giggle as she smiled at her daughter.
"That must have been some dream dear, I think maybe your father was right, you have been reading to much."
"But Mum! It was no dream! I'm a witch and I go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Hermione started, trying to make sense of it all and ignoring her mother's remark about reading too much at the same time. However, Mrs. Granger just simply let out another laugh.
"Don't be silly dear!" Mrs. Granger said as she left the yard.
Hermione remained seated. Could this be a dream? She thought. No, this was far too realistic to be any dream. Hogwarts was no dream though either. It wasn't, she just knew it wasn't!
"Hermione! You need to get cleaned up for dinner!" Her mother reminded from the doorway of their abode. Hermione got up slowly, realizing how hungry she really was. She trudged into the house and to the washroom. Moments later she emerged, a little cleaner than when she had entered and just as confused as ever. Hermione sat down at her place at the dinner table with a sigh. Her father looked over the brim of his newspaper at her.
"Feeling alright Hermione?" He asked her.
"No dad." Hermione answered quite truthfully. "I shouldn't be here! I should be at school!" Mr. Granger gave a chuckle.
"I know you're excited about starting a new school year, but you should enjoy your break while you can." Mr. Granger said as he looked back at his paper.
"No, no, no, no, no!" Hermione denied. "It IS the school year! I am a witch and I go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" she explained for the second time. Mr. Granger folded up his newspaper and set it aside as he looked intently at his daughter.
"What's the matter dear?" He asked. "Now, you've always read a lot, and been a very clever girl, but, you've also always been very logical. Why are you making up such nonsense stories all of a sudden?"
"Nonsense? Nonsense?? It's the undeniable truth!" Hermione exclaimed.
Dinner went by quietly after that and as soon as Hermione finished eating she went straight to her room to lie down. I'm not crazy. I'm not! She kept telling herself. She was unable to get a wink of sleep and spent the entire night staring up at the ceiling trying to figure out what on earth could have happened to her.
The next day Mr. and Mrs. Granger were talking solemnly at the kitchen table when their daughter came down with a worn out look on her face.
"Didn't sleep well honey?" Mrs. Granger asked worriedly. Hermione simply shook her head and sank into her seat at the table.
"We've talked about this and we've decided," Mr. Granger said referring to himself and his wife, "that it might be best if you were to talk to a professional."
"A professional?" Hermione repeated. "You mean a psychiatrist! You both think I'm insane!"
"No Hermione, we don't think you're insane. We just think that it might help you to talk to someone who can understand things like this." Mrs. Granger interjected.
"Things like what Mum? Things like me being a witch?" Hermione said, becoming a bit angry that her parents didn't believe her. She did have to admit that she did sound a little crazy, though she knew that Hogwarts was real, Harry and Ron were real. On the other hand, talking to a Psychiatrist might help her sort out her thoughts enough to figure out what was happening, even if they weren't magical, she thought.
"Things like you making up these bizarre stories all of a sudden." Mr. Granger said. "It's very unlike you to be telling such tall tells." Hermione looked down in frustration. She decided that it might be best for now to just hold her tongue.
A/N: Sooooooooooooo…. Please REVIEW! Is my writing confusing? Do you like it? Please let me know! Also, I don't know how morbid or angsty y'all want me to get. It's not going to have a sad ending, just because I hate sad endings. I got some pretty crazy things planned, y'all who know about American McGee's Alice probably know what I'm talkin about. Oh well, just tell me if y'all want me to go into the whole "suicide" type thing or to stay away from stuff like that! What I'm mainly trying to get out is, should I keep it mainly just mystery or should I go more into angst, horror or drama? I'll try to get some R/Hr in here and there.