AN: I HAVE AN IDEA PLEASE LOVE MY STORIES!
The man looked at the blood splattered mirror as his victim bled out on the floor. Cleaning his hands in the sink he walked out.
The mirror rippled as a hand slowly reached out before quickly yanking the corpse into the mirror.
The victim, Hermione Granger, rubbed her eyes before grabbing her throat. It was slit open! She started to panic, looking for a mirror.
"Hey calm down!" A young voice shouted grabbing her shoulders from behind. "Just calm down… Deep breaths now… In, out, in, out… Better?" The voice asked her. She nodded feeling the slit curiously, now that she could think straight it didn't make much sense. She knew she'd been attacked, and her throat was slit so she… Was dead? But she could feel pain and breathe so she couldn't be dead. The voice let go off her and walked in front of her. It was a boy that looked about five. With a glowing emerald eye and a glowing sapphire eye, pale lips with stitches holding them from falling apart, stitched together limbs and a lightning bolt scar on his head. "Hi! You ok now miss?" He asked her.
"Yeah… How… Am I dead? A zombie?" She asked confused. The boy giggled slightly.
"No you're deader than JFK!" He told her still giggling. "But in the Mirror realm life and death loses meaning!" He explained. "I'm Harry. But lots of people in the real world call me stitches, cause I'm stitched together…" He introduced himself.
"Hermione Granger…" She whispered. "What's a mirror realm?" She asked him.
"The Mirror realm is, well, a mirror of the real world!" He said leading her out of the Mirror realm bathroom. Leading her outside she saw a dead version of London, with crumbled buildings and vines on everything. "But it's not perfect… As I said life and death doesn't work right here so the world goes a bit crazy from time to time." He pulled her along, showing her around the Mirror realm.
3 months later
Stitches sat in one of the rooms that the Reflectors, the beings that inhabited the Mirror realm naturally, had given him waiting for his partner to get ready. "Band you ready yet?" He asked impatiently.
"One minute! The wrapping's stuck in the flap again!" She called out in her human voice, unable to develop the naturally echoing voice Stitches and everyone else had for some reason.
"But I heard your old name!" He told her looking through a mirror they had.
"What?!" She shouted rushing out to look at the mirror.
Real world
A group of teachers were watching a quill. It shakily wrote out a few names, like it was scared of the names…
Stitches EXE/Harry Potter EXE
Bandage EXE/Hermione Granger
BEN DROWNED /Benjamin Downing.
The Lair.
The letters flashed before vanishing.
Mirror world
The letters appeared in the air and the two grabbed them. Bandage went to get BEN from his room since he was probably playing video games again.
"BEN get in here!" She shouted annoyed.
"I don't wanna!" He shouted with a semi-echoing voice that had static in it.
"It's important! It's got your real name!" She told him. That got him out of the room and into the one with Stitches.
"What?" He asked tiredly, grabbing his letter he read it quickly before groaning. "Fine I'll go… I just need a moment to stabilise for the year." He told them freezing and turning into a statue.
Stitches grinned and ran off to go to one of the Reflectors so that they'd know what was happening.
1 week later
Minerva read the list out. It was at the end and people were asking about Harry Potter.
"Stitches EXE/Harry Potter!" She called out. A boy wearing a hood walked over to the sorting hat clutching a small plush toy of something in his hands. The hat landed on his head…
"Well well… Never met someone from the mirror realm!" The hat said to Stitches.
"Really? Cool! I wanna go to Gryffindor please!" Stitches requested cutely.
"Very well… I'll send your friends there as well to GRYFFINDOR!" The hat roared out. Stitches took it off and quickly ran towards the table, keeping his hood and cloak on to hide under.
"If you don't mind me asking… What's with the name?" A red head first year wearing glasses asked him.
"Huh? Oh um… You mean Stitches or the EXE bit?" He asked.
"Well both really but mostly Stitches. It's just a bit odd."
"Well… I got a lotta stitches in me, it's a nickname that stuck a lot…" He explained letting the boy see his lips for a moment.
"Ah… Well I'm Ron. Ron Weasley." He introduced himself before noticing a pie and attacking it hungrily. Once it was finished he blushed and ate calmly.
"Bandage EXE/Hermione Granger!"
A girl wearing a large collared jacket walked to the hat and shoved it on.
"Yes… Definitely a GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted sending her to sit right next to Stitches.
"BEN DROWNED/ Benjamin Downing!"
A boy wearing sunglasses and in a wheelchair went towards the hat.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted as it reached BEN's head. BEN wheeled over to the table carefully.
"BEN has trouble moving. He was born with a large slap of flesh sticking his legs and feet together. It's been shrunk over the years but he can't move without hopping or wiggling. His legs and feet are so bad at the ankles he's literally got one foot…" Stitches explained at the curious looks. As dinner ended he picked up his Plush toy and squeezed it, holding Bandage's hand, as she looked around eleven while Stitches looked five, he followed her and the others to the common room. When they got in he pulled a blanket out and lay down by the fireplace with BEN sitting nearby and Bandage getting out a fresh set to put on her neck.
"Um… You can't sleep there… It's against the rules" A prefect said.
"I would let him sleep." Bandage said carefully making sure nobody saw her throat as she changed the wrappings. "He gets pretty angry if you wake him up." BEN nodded in agreement.