Disclaimer: This story is 100% alternate universe and most, if not all, of the characters in this story are out of character as well. Also I don't own anything by J.K. Rowling and I am not trying to steal her characters, plots, or moments within the books that she has written. This is my own story and I also claim to not copy off of anyone else's work either in the process.
Summary: The Basilisk inside the Chamber of Secrets took away his sight, and now the Boy-Who-Lived is blind. How can he possibly handle what's to come when the odds are clearly stacked against him? Rated M for violence, swearing, and implied situations.
Prologue
Tom Riddle's diary was laying on the ground near Harry's hand, but the venom from the Basilisk's fang that was injected into his arm made it hard to concentrate. The basilisk was hard to kill especially since it was at least ten times taller than him, but the boy eventually won. As Harry attempted to remove the sword from the beast's head, a poisonous fang inserted itself into his arm and did not let go. The sword fell at his feet. This vile poison was quickly spreading up his arm and into his bloodstream. He would only have minutes before the toxin took over and stopped his heart from beating. None of this mattered to him. The only thing he cared about was saving the poor angelic little girl in front of him who been possessed by the most despicable wizard on the planet. She discovered the diary containing the Dark Lord's soul in her cauldron earlier this year. She quickly realized that Tom Marvolo Riddle was more than just a boy inside a normal looking book. He gained her trust, zombified her with his mind control powers, and user her to unleash the massive snake into the school which had petrified several students over the last few months.
When Tom explained everything to Harry in the Chamber of Secrets, he couldn't breathe. Harry felt sick after he realized what Ginny suffered through this entire year. She was distant from everyone, including Harry and her brothers, and no one noticed or tried to ask what was wrong. If he had only done something to help her, then this wouldn't have happened. He realized it was not entirely his fault, but he did share the blame since they were sort of friends. Harry vowed that if he did get out of this chamber alive, he would do anything he could to make it up to her. That and force her brothers to do the same.
"Surprising, isn't it? The venom quickly enters the body and slowly shuts down the organs from the inside. I'd say you only have a few minutes to live." Tom Riddle smirked as he brought Harry back to the present. "Thanks to Ginny Weasley's life force, she will die, and I, Tom Riddle, will cease to be a memory. Lord Voldemort will return very much alive!"
Harry grew extremely angry after hearing this. Voldemort was controlling a small child and then sucking the life out of her body in order to resurrect himself. It was one of the vilest things he had ever heard, and he wasn't going to let that bastard win. After forcefully removing the fang from his arm, Harry started to slowly raise the tooth.
"What are you doing?" Tom asked with a little anxiety in his voice. Harry didn't say anything. His face grew even angrier and he raised his arm a little higher than before. He was so angry that his eyes turned a violent shade of red. Just as Harry was about to lodge the fang into the book, Tom screamed.
"STOP! NO!"
It was too late to stop the boy. The fang's poison began to melt the vile book which caused Tom to scream horrifically in pain. The book was spewing black blood from the puncture wound. Harry felt it wasn't enough pain for Tom, so he decided to give him some more. He raised the fang again and stabbed the diary again. Then he did it one more time. And then another. And then another. The book's blood exploded in violent bursts whenever the fang stabbed the book. Some of the blood ended up on Harry's clothes and face, but he didn't care. The only thing that mattered was Tom's death. He wouldn't let Tom control Ginny or anyone else ever again. With one final stab, the book caught fire, Tom Riddle's memory faded into the void and the diary burned a massive hole in the direct center.
He did it. Harry had killed the Basilisk, defeated Tom Riddle, and saved Ginny's life. Wait. Did he save her life? Harry suddenly realized he had no idea if Ginny was okay. Using his good arm, Harry attempted to push Ginny a little to see if she would wake. She suddenly shot up.
"NO TOM DON'T MAKE ME DO THIS!" Ginny screamed.
She shook with fear but it dropped when she suddenly realized she wasn't anywhere she knew. It only took her a moment to deduce that she was in the Chamber of Secrets. She looked to her left and saw the massive snake lay dead. Ginny had no idea the snake was that huge, but she would have known if she was in control of her actions from the past year. Next to the snake was a sword that seemed to be covered in blood. She guessed that someone had come down to rescue her, and had killed the monster. Whoever it was, Ginny was going to worship the ground they walked on for the rest of their life. She continued to look to the left but did not see anything else.
The girl turned her head to the other side. She noticed the evil diary looked as if it was burned in a fire, but there was a thick liquid that covered the entire thing. The thick substance was black. Of course, it was. Tom was pure evil, so why wouldn't his blood be as black as his soul? Next to the diary was a fang from the snake. She would have grabbed it but decided not to. There was a chance the venom from the monster was still on it. Ginny made a mental note to grab the tooth later. Finally, the girl was able to see her mysterious savior. She was in shock when it turned out to be none other than her childhood hero, Harry Potter. Ginny instantly wanted to thank Harry as much as possible but discovered she couldn't. She noticed that Harry was unconscious and was covered in blood.
"Harry wake up!" Ginny said as she pushed him a little like he had done to her, just a moment ago. She tried to wake him for about a minute straight before she started to scream out for help.
"Help! Someone help me! Harry needs to see a healer! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP!" The girl shouted but no one could hear her. Ginny went back to trying to shove Harry awake. She stopped when the trill of a bird came into the chamber and landed next to Harry. It was Dumbledore's phoenix, Fawkes.
"Please, help him!" Ginny pleaded. Fawkes nodded and began to cry so its tears could heal the boy. A few drops fell on to his infected arm, and another few of them were dropped on his face. The scratches and tears on the boy's body were evident and everywhere, but Fawkes only focused on those two specific areas. The rest could be taken care of by the healer at Hogwarts. After applying the tears, Harry started to shuffle a little but couldn't move much or open his eyes. He also grunted after being woken up.
"Harry! You're okay!" Ginny said with glee as she grabbed him and pulled him into a massive hug. The boy grunted in pain a little and Ginny released her grip on him.
"Hey, Ginny." He said with his eyes closed. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Are you okay?"
"Yeah just exhausted. Tom and his pet snake really tired me out." Harry said quietly.
"Thank you for rescuing me, Harry. You saved my life." Ginny said with some tears in her eyes. She was incredibly grateful this boy had saved her, and she would do anything for him if he had asked.
"It's nothing, Ginny. You would have done the same …" Harry muttered before passing out. Ginny giggled a little. Now that Harry was passed out, Ginny had to find a way out of the chamber, but she didn't have to think about it for long as Fawkes trilled.
"Fawkes, thank you for saving him! Can you take us out of here?" The small girl asked. The Phoenix nodded its head as if to understand her. After Ginny had grabbed ahold of Harry, Fawkes grabbed ahold of her and flame traveled them away to Hogwarts' Hospital Wing. Fawkes then flamed away. Madam Pomfrey was shocked when she saw Ginny and Harry enter the wing, but stepped into action right away. She placed the kids into separate beds and then sent a Patronus to the Weasleys and to Albus Dumbledore. Fawkes suddenly returned with not only a very confused Gilderoy Lockhart but also Ron Weasley who was just trying to get past the rocks to save his sister. As expected, Ginny was questioned in length by her brother about what happened, but she didn't want to talk about what happened in the chamber.
In only minutes, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, along with Albus Dumbledore, quickly headed into the Hospital Wing to see the kids. Ginny and Ron were both pulled into spine breaking hugs from their worried mother, while their father gave them less intense hugs but was still worried about his kids.
"Oh, my babies! I'm so glad you're okay!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed.
"We are so glad you both are safe." Mr. Weasley responded. Both Ron and Ginny were having a tough time deciding which parent's hug was more intense. After this family reunion, the Weasleys turned to Harry.
"Is he okay, Poppy?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"He took a lot of abuse, but I am supplying him with potions to speed his recovery process."
"Have his parents been alerted?" Dumbledore asked.
"Not yet. I have been helping other patients before I came to Potter. Now that he is taken care of, I will send James and Lily an owl immediately." Madam Pomfrey said before leaving. The moment she left, the questions started flowing out of the Weasley parents' mouths. The kids were barely able to keep up.
"What happened down there?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"Why did you open the Chamber of Secrets?"
"Where am I?" Lockhart asked in the background. Everyone turned to look at him and they ignored his question.
"Did either of you get hurt?"
"Am I in a castle?" Again his question was ignored.
"How did any of this happen at all?"
"If you don't mind, I would like to hear these answers myself." Dumbledore said as he interjected himself into the conversation and ignored the random questions by Lockhart. The Weasley parents allowed him to take part. Ginny started telling her story from the beginning of the school year and when it came time for Ron to take over, he did.
"And what about Professor Lockhart?" Dumbledore asked.
"He tried to Obliviate Harry and me, but the spell backfired and he cursed himself. He doesn't remember anything." Ron said.
"I see." Dumbledore turned around to look at the confused man. "It seems Professor Lockart wanted to be even more famous by erasing the minds of Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley."
"Who are Potter and Weasley? Are they my friends?" The group groaned.
"Is he going to be like this forever, Albus?"
"It appears so, Molly." Dumbledore still had a few questions that were unsolved.
"Mr. Weasley, what happened when Mr. Potter continued through the other side of the chamber?" Dumbledore asked his question to Ronald.
"I don't know sir. The rocks were too thick and I couldn't move them."
"Very well. Could you give us your version of events, Miss Weasley?"
"I don't know what happened, professor. All I remember is waking up and Tom was gone, his book was destroyed, the Basilisk was killed, and Harry was being healed by Fawkes."
"Did he have any serious injuries, Miss Weasley?"
"I think I saw some wounds on his arms, but I am not entirely sure. Fawkes used his tears on some of his wounds."
"Was Mr. Potter poisoned by the Basilisk venom by any chance?" Ginny had a blank expression on her face and she shook her head because she couldn't answer the question. While they were all distracted by Ginny's answer, Dumbledore took the opportunity to use his proficient powers in Legilimency to search both of the Weasley children's minds. He found nothing to contradict their stories, and he left their minds before it became noticeable.
"Well, I must say I am very grateful that you children have made it out of the Chamber of Secrets with minimum harm." Dumbledore said. "Incidentally I will inform you all on Mr. Potter's health as it progresses. Now let us leave him so he will not be disturbed."
"Who is Harry? Am I going to meet him soon?" The group really wanted to hex Lockhart right now, but they decided not to out of some sort of mercy.
The group of six left the Hospital Wing so that Harry, and also Lockhart, could get some much-needed rest. Madam Pomfrey did, however, need to give Professor Lockhart a sleeping-draught so he would stop asking questions all night. The healer would have given some to Harry Potter but he was still unconscious and wouldn't need it.
It may have been hours or days later, but to Harry, it seemed entirely too short because he was awakened by a loud sound nearby. Whatever it was, Harry did not want to know so he wouldn't have to get upset at the person who woke him. He groaned in pain as he stretched himself out in bed. His arms were the worst because that was where the venom was injected. His legs were sore but otherwise okay. His back was bruised from being tossed around by the Basilisk and landing on the stone floor. He also had some scratches on his hands and around his face, but they were minimal. The boy tried to lift himself from the bed, but he discovered it was pitch black and couldn't see. It must have been really early in the morning so he tried his best to find his wand in the hopes of casting Lumos.
Harry couldn't find his wand so he tried to locate his glasses because he could not feel them on his face. Maybe if he found them it would be a little easier to see. After bumping into a few things, he discovered it was nearly impossible. Whatever was causing the advanced amount of darkness was not going to give him any breaks in finding his personal effects. He had no idea where he was, but Harry had no choice but to head back to bed. Maybe when it was morning he would be able to find out what happened. It only took a minute for Harry to slip and fall. There was something on the floor that made him slip. He assumed it was because of Filch cleaning the wing.
"Mr. Potter! What are you doing out of bed?" The distinct voice of Madam Pomfrey rang out.
"Can you help me up, Madam Pomfrey? I am a little turned around and cannot find my things." Madam Pomfrey's eyebrows raised.
"Mr. Potter your glasses and wand are on top of your bedside table. Your attempts at humor are wasted on me, young man. I suggest you get back to bed before I keep you longer."
"Where is my bed? I cannot see anything, Madam Pomfrey. Hang on. How can you? It's completely dark in here. Are you using a spell to make you able to see in the dark?" Madam Pomfrey was starting to get concerned.
"Mr. Potter I want you to humor me. I am going to hold up a few fingers, and I want you to tell me how many there are."
"Why? You and I are in the dark! I won't be able to see anything."
"Just do it, Potter."
"Fine." Madam Pomfrey then held up no fingers.
"How many fingers, Potter?"
"Two?" She asked him to try again and she held up three fingers.
"Uh … one?"
"That is not correct, Mr. Potter. I have one more test for you to try." She said as she moved to the opposite side of Harry and grabbed a spellbook that was left behind. "Please read the first paragraph on the page that you open to."
Harry tried to read the book but it was black as night. There was nothing he could see or read. He was really scared right now. Madam Pomfrey's suspicions were now confirmed.
"What's going on, Madam Pomfrey?"
"I'm afraid, Mr. Potter, that you …" The matron tried to say before the doors were slammed open.
"HARRY! My little man is awake!" Lily Potter said as she ran to her son and hugged the life out of him. Harry's father was not far behind.
"Are you okay, son? You had us worried there for a while." James Potter asked.
"Mum? Dad? You're here?"
"Of course, Harry. We've been watching you while you were sleeping." Lily said. She started crying. "I'm so glad you're safe. I couldn't bear it if something happened to you."
"Excuse me, Mr. and Mrs. Potter, I need to say something to the both of you." Madam Pomfrey interrupted. They all quieted down. "Thank you. I'm afraid I have some bad news, and it would be best if you both sat down. Harry don't sit."
"What's going on, Poppy? Is there something wrong with Harry?"
"Unfortunately there is, James. Your son has suffered an injury from the Basilisk poison in his body. It traveled far into his central nervous system and was very close to reaching his brain. Fawkes was able to heal Harry before the poison reached his brain, but it was too late to save his eyes." Lily and James were staring at her with shocked expressions while Harry found it difficult to breathe.
"Wait … wait are you saying that … Harry is blind?"
"Yes, Lily. That is exactly what I'm saying."
Hey all. I wanted to do something new again. I am going to finish my "Interesting Turn of Events" story, but I am figuring out how I want certain scenes to go. I appreciate you all for reading this, and if you want to read more, then please like, comment and share. I'll try to update as soon as I can.