Author's Note - Will you believe it? I did it again! I had a whole chapter written out for 33, then just before I published it, I turned around and wrote about Alice getting kidnapped! I seriously don't know what's going to happen in this story any more than you lot! XD

Ah well, I hope you guys like it and perhaps...review? Pretty please? I'll be good and post more chapters, I promise!

Chapter thirty-four.

The woman snorted, "No you silly girl, I'm not your mother!"

"Aunty Moth?"

"Glad to see we're on the same page now."

Alice frowned, "Yeah, um…just wondering…why exactly am I locked up in here?"

Moth looked at Alice condescendingly, "Because, just like your mother didn't deserve Puck, you don't deserve the Wizard Hero. My darling Cobweb, will be taking your place."

Alice frowned at her disappointedly, "So because my dad married mum instead of you, you want to get your daughter to marry my fiancé?"

"Why are you so upset niece? It was an arranged marriage, you didn't really want to marry anyone, did you?" Moth coaxed soothingly, slowly circling the crystal orb that housed her.

"N-No?"

"I mean,' Moth continued, 'you would always go on about how no one would ever like you,' Alice hung her head, her soft hair floating down, hiding her sad face, 'and you were right! No one would ever want to wake up beside your ugly mug every day! I'm doing you a favour dear… This way, you won't get to see the pain in Harry's eyes every time he looks at you."

Alice looked at Moth through her hair as she walked past again, "But if it's my looks, why would Potter want to be with Cobweb anymore than me?"

Moth laughed cheerily, "Oh my dear! It's not just your face, but your personality too! You're so…annoyingly childish. And all those misdemeanours you get yourself into! Anyway, your face will soon be oblivated from everyone's memory and morphed into Cobweb's, so don't worry about your precious Harry losing more of his eyesight because of your features, because soon, your features will be history..."

Alice's head snapped up, "I never said he was precious to me! I'm just protesting against my loss of freedom!"

Moth laughed cruelly, "You say that Little Halfling, but your eyes tell me other wise. You've always held a soft spot for the Chosen One. Ah, Ah, Ah! Let me finish!' Moth said as Alice was about to interrupt, 'and as for your freedom…Well, I'll give you the chance to watch your 'friends' as they hardly miss you…"

Moth disappeared, laughing and the richly furnished Fae room disappeared, leaving Alice suspended in the crystal ball, surrounded by light. Behind her a screen flickered into life and she slowly turned around. The lights dimmed and she could see Hermione and Draco sitting in the shade of a tree, eating ice cream and laughing, while the Christmas Markets continued around them.

"Hermione… Draco…"

Hermione burst into a smile as she was about to lick her ice cream and pointed straight at her.

"Look! It's the others!"

Draco too, turned and looked straight at her, but squinted and cocked his head. "Where?"

"HERMIONE! DRACO! ITS ME!" Alice screamed, banging her fists against the strong glass.

Hermione gasped, "Did you see that?"

"See what?"

"YES! HERMIONE ITS ME! HELP ME!"

"Alice just – Never mind, trick of the heat, I suppose."

"NO! No! Hermione! Draco…" Alice stared hopelessly at the screen, knowing that although she could hear and see them, it would be fruitless to hope that they could see her too.

She leaned back on her heels and silently watched Harry and Cobweb join the group. Cobweb turned and looked directly at Alice and smirked, tightening her grip on Harry as he talked. Alice only felt a brief flash of hope when she saw Hermione looking suspiciously at the fake her, but this was quickly vanished as the four of them got up and continued to wander the market.

Alice watched as Cobweb got many envious glances from girls wishing their boyfriends were as gorgeous as The-Man-Who-Defeated and Cobweb silently crowed over the fact. Harry himself was looking rather awkward as she clung to his arm and Alice knew that there was no way Harry could ever have loved her or ever would.

Instead of watching that depressing picture (as Cobweb always seemed to know just where Alice was and would frequently sneer in her direction) Alice took to watching Draco and Hermione.

Alice smiled as she watched the two laugh and point at things, both now completely comfortable with the other. Draco had told her of their secret relationship and she had seen how devastated he was when Hermione no longer remembered their times together, although he had tried hard not to. She had also seen the way Hermione's eyes light up with love whenever they had talked of Draco, whether she knew it or not.

Both got envious and longing glances at both their combined beauty and obvious love.

"I'm worried about Alice." Hermione said softly to Draco as they watched her drag a confused Harry to yet another stall.

"She kept going on about all the amazing cheap second-hand bookstalls and the great food we could get here, but all she does is go to the stalls with clothes and jewellery.

Draco sighed, "Okay, I admit defeat… so am I. I've never seen Alice like this."

"Maybe she's trying to impress him…?"

Draco laughed, "Nah, that's not Alice's style! In fact it's more of Cobweb's than anyone else's!"

"Cobweb?"

"Alice's direct cousin. Not a round-about-one like I am. I met her, like, once and she was just like this. Seemed to have struck a fancy with me, I mean, who could resist?" he said jokingly.

Hermione snorted, "So you think Alice got flirting advice from Cobweb?"

Draco smiled, "They're not the best of friends, but they are blood. And both female, so probably."

"Looking forward to Christmas?"

"Oh my gosh! YES! I can't believe I forgot that Christmas Eve is tomorrow!"

Alice sat in the crystal ball, tears silently tracking their way down her cheeks as she watched her friends easily wave away 'her' behaviour.

Her heart broke as she realised that she would only ever see life through this window. What she found depressing was how much she missed using magic, especially the little trivial things that could keep her entertained for hours.

A bowl of fruit had appeared beside her a while ago, each piece shining, tempting and Oh, so perfect, especially as her stomach rumbled with hunger. But she barely even looked at it.

If you eat anything in the Underground, home of the Faes of the Seelie and UnSeelie courts, you'll never be allowed to leave.

So, Alice held out against hunger in the hopes that maybe, someone would find her.