Disclaimer: No harm, no foul. Don't own em, just borrowing for a little bit.
AN:HEHE. And yes, Harry has all the toys that Alice had. evil smirk And remember, Dark!Harry, not ebil.
Thoughts
Chapter 2: 4 Privit Drive (Overture)
Strange things happening? You bet. Typical how everything in his life always turned out the same. After all, he is a fifteen year old wizard living with muggles. There was first year and the whole problem with the sorcerers stone. Then second year with the chamber of secrets fiasco. Third year learning how to repel ugly soul sucking fiends. Fourth year, the triwizard tournament that he was unwillingly entered into. What, was the universe out to get him or what? Then a mangy cat drags him all over some strange place, giving him even stranger weapons, and tells him that he is the Heir to Wonderland?
Not even a blip on the weird-o-meter. Harry had gotten to the point that he was unfazed by anything. Unfazed because, well, there really wasn't much more that he could be surprised with. though, walking downstairs to breakfast the next morning definitely changed things abruptly. There was much fainting and screaming and carrying on. and in the midst of all that chaos, sat two people he was rather well acquainted with, and a few that he was not so aquainted with.
"POTTER! WHERE IN MERLIN'S NAME HAVE YOU BEEN!"
Well, that was an auspicious start. One professor Severus Snape, right in the face first thing in the morning wasn't conductive to proper waking and harry hasn't even had coffee yet. oh, joy of joy. Harry looked his potions professor up and down, and proceded to make himself a cup of coffee. How did they expect him to be coherent if he wasn't caffinated? Harry proceded to make two cups of coffee and turned around and faced the Order members in the kitchen. Completely ignoring Snape. Who was fuming.
"Professor Lupin, how are you?"
"I'm fine, Harry, and call me Remus. Why did you go missing?" Remus asked Harry.
Something was way off. Harry's body language screamed wrong. Feline, like a big cat. A very big happy killer cat. The eyes, no longer hidden behind glasses, were slightly crazed. Several people shuddered away.
"Verrrry long story."
Harry pulled out the Vorpal Blade and sliced his arm with it. Dropping the blood into coffee. Then things took an even more strange turn when a CAT popped out of no where and the blood laced beverage was offered to him.
"Well, isn't that nice, Harry."
"You're welcome.I thought that it would be a nice change of pace from clawing it out of my arm yourself."
"Really", the cat purred "would I do a thing like that?"
"In a Wonderland heartbeat."
"Tisk, tisk, the little man is getting fangs."
"Better me getting fangs then having them pulled, you mangy feline."
"Mangy, I'm touched. You can finally hold your own, little man."
Insane laughter filled the kitchen. Harry stopped laughing and turned to face the the people in the kitchen. Stunned silence greeted them.
"Oops, Ches, I tink I bwoke em."
Remus and Snape exchanged glances. This didn't look good. How exactly were they going to tell Dumbledore that Harry had been in contact with the Looking Glass realm long enough to change him. Not only in contact, but consorting with one of the most dangerous denizens. The Cheshire Cat was more slippery to deal with then an eel and twice as crafty as any Slytherin. One of the hazzards in dealing with Wonderland. Remus gestured as if to say 'you'd be better off dealing with the psycho-kitty'. Snape growled and stepped forward towards the cat, while Remus decided to take Harry and get him packed.
"You would be wise to calm your disposition, Snape. I might take a bite out of you"
"Just what do you think you are doing to Potter? We have enough problems in the wizarding world without Wonderland getting involved. You haven't in the past, so why are you starting now?"
"To make sure that my favorite heir lives."
That comment floored Snape.
"Heir?!?!!?"
Meanwhile, upstairs....
Remus was staring at his dead friends' son while he was packing.
James, Lilly, I'm sorry. I should have been there to protect him. Now its just getting messed up. I should have tried to get him out of here sooner. And now he might be lost to madness...
Lost in his thoughts, he almost didn't stop in time when Harry came to an abrupt stop. Harry sat contemplating Remus for awhile, then held his hand up in front of Remus. Something within him started to rise.
"Its not your fault. Let it out, Remus."
Remus struggled to subdue the wolf inside.
"Stop struggling. Let it out. Accept it. It's not going to hurt." It almost seemed that Harry was calling to the wolf inside of him.
"Guilt doesn't become you, Remus."
PACK! MY CUB!
The wolf snaped and sang and the guilt faded away to a distant ache. Poison green met amber gold eyes. A dark smile lit up Harry's face, making him look like some demented angel.
Maybe we won't have to worry so much as I thought
AN:HEHE. And yes, Harry has all the toys that Alice had. evil smirk And remember, Dark!Harry, not ebil.
Thoughts
Chapter 2: 4 Privit Drive (Overture)
Strange things happening? You bet. Typical how everything in his life always turned out the same. After all, he is a fifteen year old wizard living with muggles. There was first year and the whole problem with the sorcerers stone. Then second year with the chamber of secrets fiasco. Third year learning how to repel ugly soul sucking fiends. Fourth year, the triwizard tournament that he was unwillingly entered into. What, was the universe out to get him or what? Then a mangy cat drags him all over some strange place, giving him even stranger weapons, and tells him that he is the Heir to Wonderland?
Not even a blip on the weird-o-meter. Harry had gotten to the point that he was unfazed by anything. Unfazed because, well, there really wasn't much more that he could be surprised with. though, walking downstairs to breakfast the next morning definitely changed things abruptly. There was much fainting and screaming and carrying on. and in the midst of all that chaos, sat two people he was rather well acquainted with, and a few that he was not so aquainted with.
"POTTER! WHERE IN MERLIN'S NAME HAVE YOU BEEN!"
Well, that was an auspicious start. One professor Severus Snape, right in the face first thing in the morning wasn't conductive to proper waking and harry hasn't even had coffee yet. oh, joy of joy. Harry looked his potions professor up and down, and proceded to make himself a cup of coffee. How did they expect him to be coherent if he wasn't caffinated? Harry proceded to make two cups of coffee and turned around and faced the Order members in the kitchen. Completely ignoring Snape. Who was fuming.
"Professor Lupin, how are you?"
"I'm fine, Harry, and call me Remus. Why did you go missing?" Remus asked Harry.
Something was way off. Harry's body language screamed wrong. Feline, like a big cat. A very big happy killer cat. The eyes, no longer hidden behind glasses, were slightly crazed. Several people shuddered away.
"Verrrry long story."
Harry pulled out the Vorpal Blade and sliced his arm with it. Dropping the blood into coffee. Then things took an even more strange turn when a CAT popped out of no where and the blood laced beverage was offered to him.
"Well, isn't that nice, Harry."
"You're welcome.I thought that it would be a nice change of pace from clawing it out of my arm yourself."
"Really", the cat purred "would I do a thing like that?"
"In a Wonderland heartbeat."
"Tisk, tisk, the little man is getting fangs."
"Better me getting fangs then having them pulled, you mangy feline."
"Mangy, I'm touched. You can finally hold your own, little man."
Insane laughter filled the kitchen. Harry stopped laughing and turned to face the the people in the kitchen. Stunned silence greeted them.
"Oops, Ches, I tink I bwoke em."
Remus and Snape exchanged glances. This didn't look good. How exactly were they going to tell Dumbledore that Harry had been in contact with the Looking Glass realm long enough to change him. Not only in contact, but consorting with one of the most dangerous denizens. The Cheshire Cat was more slippery to deal with then an eel and twice as crafty as any Slytherin. One of the hazzards in dealing with Wonderland. Remus gestured as if to say 'you'd be better off dealing with the psycho-kitty'. Snape growled and stepped forward towards the cat, while Remus decided to take Harry and get him packed.
"You would be wise to calm your disposition, Snape. I might take a bite out of you"
"Just what do you think you are doing to Potter? We have enough problems in the wizarding world without Wonderland getting involved. You haven't in the past, so why are you starting now?"
"To make sure that my favorite heir lives."
That comment floored Snape.
"Heir?!?!!?"
Meanwhile, upstairs....
Remus was staring at his dead friends' son while he was packing.
James, Lilly, I'm sorry. I should have been there to protect him. Now its just getting messed up. I should have tried to get him out of here sooner. And now he might be lost to madness...
Lost in his thoughts, he almost didn't stop in time when Harry came to an abrupt stop. Harry sat contemplating Remus for awhile, then held his hand up in front of Remus. Something within him started to rise.
"Its not your fault. Let it out, Remus."
Remus struggled to subdue the wolf inside.
"Stop struggling. Let it out. Accept it. It's not going to hurt." It almost seemed that Harry was calling to the wolf inside of him.
"Guilt doesn't become you, Remus."
PACK! MY CUB!
The wolf snaped and sang and the guilt faded away to a distant ache. Poison green met amber gold eyes. A dark smile lit up Harry's face, making him look like some demented angel.
Maybe we won't have to worry so much as I thought