"Harry, are you okay? Harry talk to me!" A familiar shrill voice demanded patting his cheeks.

"Hermonie..you would never believe what just happened. The mirror it se-" He groaned

"Oh let me guess! The mirror as magical powers and you've just finish a conversation with Sirius from it." Hermione rolled her hers eyes pulling him up to his feet. Harry then looked at his surroundings at the blank white walls.

"Your behaviour continues to get stranger, and stranger. If your not careful you'll be locked away here forever." Hermonie snapped glaring at Harry as he examined the walls. " Anyone would think you've never been in here before!"

"They'd be right..." He's voice was no louder than a whisper. He then turned to Hermione. She seemed pretty much the same, the same matter-of-fact tone, same superior attitude, but her skin seemed paler, than usual. Her eyes sunken, with a dark shadows underneath them, her lips were dry, and cracked, and her hair fizzy, bushy hair had been placed in a messy bun.

"What are you doing? Your staring at me like we haven't known each other for the last 6 years." She took a step back, watching him very suspiciously as he continued to stare. "Oh come on lets see if there's anything left for us downstairs."

Hermione rushed downstairs manically taking sharp corners down various corridors.

"Come on, Harry keep up! Keep up Harry…keep up…." Harry ran furiously trying his best to "keep up", but was continuously distracted by the surroundings. Like Hermione, it looked like Hogwarts, but everything was so eerie, and dull. The walls were a plain neutral magnolia, the floor instead of carpet was simple blue and white tiles, the pictures although very few of them were stationary.

"Hermione?"

"Yes?"

"Why does Hogwarts look like a hospital?"

"Harry, you know very well I don't answer stupid questions." Harry frowned at Hermione as she continued to run furiously down the corridor .

"Can you slow down. Your acting like a madman!"

"Oh you can talk…the infamous Harry Potter" she giggled continuing to skip. "We're here!"

Hermione ran straight into the Grand Hall. She was closely followed by a bewildered Harry. Solemn faces lined the hall placed upon hard plastic chairs around foldable tables. He recognised all the faces…Hannah Abbot, Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley…..and Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle who all glanced at Harry before turn to one another to laugh.

"What is this racket!" a stern, sallow faced doctor .

"I'm terribly sorry were late, Doctor Snape." Hermione pleaded. Harry took a closer look at the "doctor" . He could believe he hadn't recognised from the very start .It was Snape alright. The only difference was he was dressed in a plain white lab coat, which covered very muggle like clothing. His hair was tied back in a greasy in unkempt ponytail, and he wore horn rimed spectaculars.

"The is no excuse Miss Granger! The rules are you must be here by 9.00am and no later than ten minutes. And what the hell are you staring at Master Potter?" his face twisted with detest as he spat Harry's name.

"Nothing ….doctor"

"Doctor Snape. The reason we were late was that Harry seemed to have fainted this morning. I think he might be suffering a concussion."

"Well in that case. Don't you think it would have been wiser to take him to Nurse Pomfrey."

"Yes, Doctor. Sorry." Hermione bowed her head.

"Go and sit down , please. You have annoyed me enough for one day." Hermonie sat down at the far right of the hall, which would have be the Gryffindor table in Harry's world. She sat next to a tall, skinny, freckled boy.

"Why did you wake him this morning, Ron!"

"I'm sorry I tried to. He wouldn't wake up, and I started panicking .It was nearly 9.00am."

" You really have to stop that obsession of yours with time, and the number three."

"Sorry Harry. Don't be angry with me, please don't. You were in some sort of coma." Ron wide eyes remanded fitted upon his place, which consisted of three rashers of bacon, three slices of toast, and three fried eggs. He seemed to talk in short, broken sentences , no more than three at a time.

"It's okay Ron. Honesty.." Harry sighed pushing his hair back.

"Are you okay Harry? Your being awfully weird this morning…well weirder." Hermione folded her arms , and squared her eyes at Harry from across the table.

"What the point of explaining myself…you'd never believe me."

"Try me." Hermione stated. Harry began to tell them about his morning,. From the moment he woke up, to now.

"And now I'm sitting here talking to you both, just wishing I can find away to get back to my side of the mirror. To normality." Harry finished placing his hand upon his forehead. Hermione and Ron sat staring at him in disbelief , they then caught others eyes and were sent into a fit of giggles.

"What so funny? I knew you'd never believe!" Harry pushed his chair away from the table, and stood up sharply..

"What is up with you?. You can't blame us for laughing. We're sorry ."

"I hope that in this realm, you'd be as good as friend as you are in mine. How wrong was I…" Harry started to storm across the hall towards the entrance.

"Harry! Wait!" Hermione came running after him. " Ron and I are sorry. We didn't mean to upset you."

"Too late for that." Harry muttered continuing his walk.

" Listen , if this is true, and you don't remember anything that happened in the last 6 years. Ron and I will try to fill in any gaps you may have." Harry stops in his tracks and turned to Hermione.

"Fill in gaps? Try starting from our first year, till now."

"Ok…" Hermione took a deep breath. "But I'm afraid you not going to like it."