Okey well, As I said this is still a bit of a oneshot kinda, since under popular reviews and fallows that I would like to thank everyone for, I have continued my teaser a bit. Here is Chapter one. I'm still iffy on continueing this but I'm glad everyone has liked it so far.

Thanks for the sapport.

Aiyaki

Chapter One

My name is Alice Longbottom and I think I'm way out of my depth. I sighed agitatedly as I stood up from the white bed I had been in previously. The blonde woman in a mass of robes was sprawled over the floor in front of me.

Staring, I noticed her stick had rolled to the side of my bed. Just what was it about that stick that spiked my curiosity? It didn't look anything special but picking it up, I didn't know how to explain it, it just felt really familiar and I felt like I really shouldn't have been here.

I shouldn't be in the hospital. I was fine, I was home, even for the last few days that I was going to have it, and I was safe. So how did I end up here?

The blonde woman, nurse I guess, groaned next to me alerting she was to be awake soon. Suddenly a panic sent into my bones and I really didn't want to face her when she awoke. Looking around the room there wasn't much, the bed, the white walls, a curtain, the chair, the neatly stacked candy wrappers, and there! An old fashioned glass gas lamp sitting on the far side of the side table. Grabbing it, I swung and brought it down, shattering it over her slowly rising head.

Heart beats passed as I stared at her. Holy shit, I just, I can't believe I just did that. What the fuck.

The woman didn't seem to be rising again anytime soon. Shit.

Please don't' be dead, I willed shakenly bringing my hand to her throat I found her pulse slowly but still beating.

I sighed in relief. The lamp was shattered, glass pieces had spayed in her hair. Right well, if I'm going to James Bond this, might as well do it right, I thought.

Setting her stick on the side table, I grunted as I heaved her very heavier than it looks body onto my bed.

Dumping her on the mattress proved fruitful as I took in huge gulps of air. Holy crap she was heavy. I took a moment to catch my breath clutching the fabric of my white night gown to me.

Okay Alice. Well now what?

Right. I've got to get out of here. Looking down I suddenly realized I couldn't walk out of here in just my night gown. Not only was it indecent, but it would be like a giant red beacon saying patient's out of bed unsupervised someone call the security!

Looking in the side table draws didn't revile any clothes neither did the hidden closet off to the right of the wall. Searching the entire room I finally sighed in defeat before turning to the unconscious woman on the bed.

Oh…she was going to so hate me when she woke up.

I grunted as her little to many layered dress clung to every extra late night snicker's bar with chilly cheese fries I've ever had in the last month.

And since I lost count a while back that must have been a lot.

I wasn't fat by any means the nurse was just an anorexic little bird. I took a deep breath as I shoved on her shoes. My toes and body felt squeezed a little too tight but I could deal.

I giggled, well maybe after waking up as a patient now herself she would think twice about poking someone with their stick.

Giving a last look around the room I picked up her stick, for some reason I felt like I needed it. And left the dark room for a brightly lit hallway.

I gulped, as people of all sorts walked passed me to their destinations. Everything seemed to be whizzing around me. One woman was crying as boils huger boils then I've ever seen covered her face, while a woman in the same dress as I, attended to her. Another was also attending to a man with literal green scales and a spilt tongue coming out of his mouth! It felt like I just stepped out of the world of reality and into the circus. A couple passed by me sure to visit someone most likely before I finally found my feet to move again.

Anxious, I walked briskly down the crowded hallway, passing even stranger sights. I kept my head down, where ever this was, it most defiantly wasn't a normal hospital. Either that or I was going seriously insane.

Clutching the stick in my hand, I rounded the corner of the hallway to an open space. There a giant round area cut off by desks where woman and some men dressed in the exact same dress as me where busying about between people and visitors.

One woman, with be-speckled eyes and wild black hair spotted me gawking then ran up to me with a stack of papers.

"There you right are! New girl yeah? I've been waiting for you to get up here from debriefing." She said in a Scottish accent.

"We don't have time to waste with training you, take these papers down to the Misused Curses department, you'll find Spears. She'll take care of your training while I'll deal with the outbreak up here. Some idiot florist thought it was funny to curse his flowerbeds with dragon fever. Now I've got to deal with several of his customers coming in with Dragon pox spouted all over their faces!" She rambled shoving the papers into my hands.

"Um…" I blinked at her completely confused on half the things she just said to me. She gave me a look of exasperation. "Right Newbie! Take the lift down the third floor you'll see a big sign that says Misused Curses four halls down. Fallow them! They will take you to Spears you'll know her when you see her believe me." She said turning back around to talk to her other nurses. "Has anyone seen Patty? She just went to check on the Longbottom wife, I need her up here doing damage control. Sara what have I told you about cleaning your ungodly hands before touching the patients!"

"Sorry Madam Venial!" A young short girl squeaked and ran off appositely to clean her hands. Madam Venial turned back at her rout glare scrutinizing me. "Didn't you hear me, if you want to keep your job then I suggest you get moving, life on the slow side is never practiced here."

"Right um..." I blinked holding the papers to my chest bewildered. "Where's the lift again?" I asked quietly.

She sighed in aggravation then pointed to the wall behind my right where there was indeed three elevators.

"Ah…Thanks." I said and headed towards one of them. Thankfully when I entered there was just a panel of buttons instead of something even weirder.

Deciding that instead of finding this spears person on the third floor I just hit the number one button on the panel to get out of here.

The elevator dropped floor after floor. I had been on the sixteenth floor it seemed so I had a sometime before I reached the bottom.

What was I doing? Why did I need to get out suddenly? Sure everything was strange, the people, I didn't want to think about the people. Where would I go after I got out of the building? Would I be able to get out the building? Would they find me out before then? Who would find me? Why was I scared? After the general fight or flight decision I didn't know what to do from here. I hate to admit it but I was a coward. I'm in some strange hospital, with strange people, not knowing if this is a dream or not, I swear that stick felt really real. So what do I do?

And that woman. Venial. She said Longbottom wife. Who else could that had been but me? I was a wife…to whom? The only person I would have ever married would have been Steve and even then…I never wanted to marry him. I never understood it. Why I had always said no to all his asking. He'd asked everyday once. And I always said no. I didn't know why. I just couldn't marry him. It felt wrong. It wasn't like I didn't love Steve once. But then even he realized and started looking for other attractions before he found one he wanted to keep.

Ugg. My head hurt. I pulled my hand up to rub it the stick still clutched in my hand bumped my cranium. The stick. It felt familiar, the people felt familiar, hell even the strangeness felt familiar. God this is what I get for falling asleep during a fucking Harry Potter movie. I'm starting to dream of crazy things.

I pulse went through me. Harry Potter. I stared at the stick in my hand. And I felt it. I could feel it. It felt familiar. Fucking familiar. It was a wand. The strangeness, the clothes, things had been flouting in that hallway. I had kept my head down, and tried to ignore everyone but they had been fucking flouting.

The elevator dinged and I yelped my arms involuntary releasing the papers from my grasp.

I wasn't at the first flour. It was the fifth flour that the light had stopped at. And the doors opened.

Still bit of a teaser. A good friend that helps me beta said to just let if off their and leave some imagination. So I hope you all weren't too disappointed.

Please Review and let me know what you think

Aiyaki