25th Day Story

Harry and Ron ran to Hermione, who was putting in the key. She turned the key, and carefully opened the door. It was a strange-looking place. Everything was so colourful, and it looked as if the sun was always shining.

"THERE IT IS!," cried Ron, pointing at a gigantic bunny. It was wearing a red tuxedo with the glass of its glasses pink. It looked oddly human, yet animal-like. The bunny human thingy looked back at them and started hopping furiously toward a path. Ron ran to it. Harry and Hermione followed.

"RON! WE.HAVE.TO.GET.BACK.HOME!" Yelled Hermione furiously.

Ron looked back at how hard she yelled, but the bunny kept hopping down the path. Ron slowly trudged toward them.

"Ron Weasley, we're in a whole other world, and all you care about is about catching a bunny? Look, let's just find a place out of here," Hermione ended the conversation.

Suddenly, a trail of smoke was floating, leading to a giant, blue, sparkly mushroom. Ron, Harry, and Hermione all coughed and fanned away the smoke. Harry followed the trail, stopping at the mushroom. Perched on top was a giant human looking caterpillar. It was smoking from a long pipe.

"Excuse me, Mr Caterpillar sir," said Hermione in a quavery voice.

'Er, could you?"

"WHO are YOU?" asked the caterpillar. With every word he synthesized came out a trail of smoke shaped like the words he asked.

"Er, Hermione, And this is Ron and Harry," she said fanning the smoke away even more.

"Well, WHAT do you WANT?" he asked, puffing more smoke into the air.

"We wanted to know if you know the way back to the real world? Um, wizarding world?..." asked Hermione. The caterpillar grunted.

"WELL, I don't KNOW. Maybe the MAD Tapper or Hatter KNOWS." He pointed to a flowery trail.

" Just LISTEN to the TAPPING," and there, the caterpillar ended the conversation, continuing to smoke.

Ron heard tapping in the distance. He followed the trail to where he heard the tapping. Harry and Hermione followed. As they were walking, dragonflies whirled around them. But, it wasn't any ordinary dragonfly. It was a rocking horse. it whinnied as it whirled around and around them. Harry had to admit, it was no ordinary world. Just from seeing how colourful this world was, made him think he was hallucinating. Suddenly, the flowery path ended, and they were standing behind gigantic leaves...