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Malice Magic

By Demonabyss

Alice sat on her throne in Wonderland, coolly drinking a mix of fine red wine, blood, and Brimstone tea as she watched Harry and his two new friends go through their daily schedule. It was interesting to watch, almost like an interesting play or drama. Oh yes, Harry was really making an impression on the students of Hogwarts, as were his two friends. Alice just smiled; they were perfect for her realm. As the Red Queen, it was her duty to make sure her realm was filled with people and she could be rather picky. The more people she could bring into Wonderland the better. With Harry as her eyes and ears as well as the money and respect, he commanded there was the potential to bring all of Hogwarts into her realm or put herself in theirs. Either would take time, but being in Wonderland for hundreds of years have taught her more then her measure of patience.

Harry, Naomi, and Axel walked through the dungeons towards their first class. Behind them were Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle who were a little sore that Harry wasn't "warming up" to them as quickly as they would've hoped though that was probably because of their … quirks. Naomi's quirk was obvious as she spoke in nothing but muggle slang, which made it difficult, especially for pureblood wizards, to understand what the hell she was saying. It was already starting to grate on the professors' nerves. Axel's quirk was that he loved muggle science and machines. Just as Hermione Granger was addicted to books and studying, he was addicted to building anything and everything. He had already turned a couple pocket watches into miniaturized robots that tended to scurry through classrooms during class. Needless to say, Professor McGonagall was freaked when something small and metallic scurried under her robes causing the class to burst out laughing. Harry's quirk wasn't as obvious. It was the whole aura and attitude around him that bothered people. He was disturbingly morbid but was happy about it. In addition, he ALWAYS had those large weird playing cards with him, the same ones he used to trick the headmaster.

Draco wasn't sure what to think about Harry Potter. His first thought was that he would be arrogant, spoiled, and in Gryffindor like Snape had thought. Instead he was arrogant, clever, morbid, and in Slytherin. There was also the odd aura that he held. There was his original aura and then there was that second aura that everyone could sense, like a fog or a mist that hung around him wherever he went or a bit of music that hung in the air, barely sensed but still there. It was also odd that it didn't seem like his aura, as if he was merely a carrier, not the source of it. The blonde followed the strange trio outside and as soon as they did, the sky darkened to overcast in record time and everyone got the distinct impression of being watched.

Alice watched with mild interest as Madam Hooch began to instruct the Slytherin and Gryffindor students in riding brooms. The dark queen decided to have a little fun. While she could physically enter their world … yet … she could affect things in that world if she put enough energy into it. Precise things like affecting a single person were a little too tricky for the time being if she did not have direct connection with them as she did with Harry. She could however affect the environment like the weather to some degree as she did with the clouds. Just as all the students were mounting their brooms Alice decided to have some sadistic fun with them. Focusing her power, she caused a massive blast of wind to knock them all into the air, sending them all flying every which way in a panic, even Hooch herself. The children, Harry included, all tried to right themselves in the gale force winds. It was funny watching them move around like crazed drunk bumblebees. "Let's play a game, shall we?" she said as her eyes started to glow a twisted light as similar colored lightning started to erupt from the sky.

Harry, Naomi, and Axel all maneuvered in the storm as lightning came dangerously close to hitting them. Harry was able to dodge due to having experience in Wonderland evading card guards and boo-jums. Axel and Naomi were doing fine as well, or at least better then most of the other students. Some were knocked into trees and the walls of Hogwarts, others through the windows, and Neville landed hanging for dear life from a statue with Draco next to him. The only ones not scared shitless were Harry, Naomi, and Axel who had the sense to go to the eye of the storm though they still had to avoid the lightning. Alice laughed merrily as the students went flying, minus their brooms, in any direction she wished. She didn't kill anyone, not yet anyway, just instilled an ungodly amount of fear in each one of the students. The more fear they had, the easier it was for her to … influence them. This was going to be fun.

Dumbledore stared out his window as the strange storm subsided. The reason it was strange was that it happened at all. Usually, they enchanted the weather the first week to help the new students settle in. They were powerful enchantments and wards, taking weeks of preparation and yet someone or something had broken through them and caused a storm at the exact time the first years were taking their flying lessons, specifically when Harry Potter was taking his flying lessons. Now coincidences happened all the time, it was just that Dumbledore didn't trust them, especially one like this. He didn't like this, not at all. His thoughts were interrupted when Mr. Filch came into his office. "Sorry to bother you Headmaster, but there's something I think you need to see," the man said with a frightened look in his eye that only Dumbledore could catch.

The Headmaster followed the grounds keeper to the gear works of the large clock on the side of the castle. Once there, Filch pointed to a shadowed area where the old wizard could make out the form of a bird, a large dark colored bird with various colored markings. It stared at them with dark silver eyes as if they were inferior to itself and not worthy of its notice. "Filch, call Hagrid immediately to have this creature removed from the grounds," Dumbledore ordered as quietly as possible though he had a feeling that that thing had heard him. In a few minutes, Hagrid came up with Filch and both immediately saw the large bird of prey glaring at them in what seemed to be contempt. "Hagrid, what is that creature and can it be removed?" Dumbledore asked cautiously. However, before they could do anything, the creature reacted.

The dark bird let out an ear-piecing cry. It was horrible, like that of the legendary banshee of Ireland. The scream ripped through the eardrums of those close by. The glass of the clock shattered as the sound echoed throughout the castle like a cursed wind. Filch, Hagrid, and Dumbledore all gripped their heads in ungodly pain. It then took to the air and sent a massive blast of frozen twisted wind All three were blown back hard into the wall, even the half-giant Hagrid. The nightmarish phoenix then flew off deeper into the castle, like a burning black shadow.

The three got up, albeit very slowly. Filch was the first to speak. "What the bloody hell was that thing?" he asked frantically as its form quickly faded into the shadows.

"I don't know. I never seen a bird like that," Hagrid said as he slowly got up before helping Dumbledore up. The old wizard just stared in dismay, knowing that this couldn't be good.