Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. Sniff.

A/N: Uh… Yea this is the idea I mentioned in my info. I should really stop coming up with ideas when I'm not even done with my other two stories that I'm currently working on. I'm going to overload my brain and then it's going to burst! Dx But anyway, I'll just see how this story goes.

Yes I know there are many stories with Harry being blind, deaf, etc. But it's MY first time writing it, so it might be a bit different. Besides, I'm putting Voldie in this one. Now, that's a first for me xD Better summary in my info.

Chapter 1: The Accident (Prologue)

The smell of disinfectants, potions, and fresh bandages lingered around in the air. That was the first thing Harry noticed when he stirred, awakening from what he thought was a long, dreamless sleep. The smell of the antiseptic actually made Harry's nose stung; his nose twitched and held back a sneeze. Harry never liked the scents that were always present in the medical wing of Hogwarts…

'Wait… Why do I smell fresh bandages…?'

Harry's whole body jolted in bed; he tried opening his eyes, which took much effort. It felt like his eyelids were swollen, glued shut for days, or maybe they were stitched closed for whatever reasons Harry knew not. Small twinges of pain occurred as the green eyed teen tried to pry them open.

And then, all Harry saw was darkness.

Panicking, the Gryffindor closed his eyes again and opened them, this time it didn't hurt as much, but still felt awfully heavy. But still, black was all Harry saw. No light of any kind, whether it be sunlight or the soft glows of the bedside lamps, made their way through Harry's eyelids. Even if all the curtains in the infirmary were drawn or if it was nighttime, Madame Pomfrey would have turned on the small lamps that were beside each bed. Harry had been to the hospital wing enough times during his school years to know.

Harry whimpered pathetically; most likely there weren't any people around him, Harry thought, it was too quiet. Harry slowly reached up to feel his face while his fingers danced across his cheekbones. Harry relaxed a little when his skin felt unmarred and seemed perfectly normal to his touch. Then, his fingers inched upward to his eyes; Harry let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. His upper face was wrapped with gauze. Harry's fingertips pressed down near his eye sockets where his eyeballs should be. Harry almost cried with joy when he touched the round orbs underneath the bandage.

'I still have my eyes…' Harry thought, his breathing was at a normal rate again, 'They're just covered up… Thank Merlin.'

The moment that thought sank in, Harry touched his eyes again. Scenes played in his head; everything that had happened before Harry blacked out after he was hit with metal pieces when a Ravenclaw's cauldron exploded in Snape's class. That was how he landed in the infirmary in the first place…

Harry was stirring the bubbling green liquid in his cauldron. It was a Tuesday, which meant Double Potions, Advance Level, with Snape. This would be his last year, seeing how Harry was a seventh year, taking this dreadful class. Harry had thanked every deity he could think of that he would no longer be in Snape's presence.

As Harry continued with his stirring, he looked to his left and found a very nervous Ravenclaw, chopping up some mandrake roots. Somehow, the Gryffindors were in the same class as the Ravenclaws this year. In previous years, they were always with Slytherins. It was a nice change actually.

Harry stopped stirring his potion and let the ladle sit in the cauldron. He looked around the room and made sure Snape was nowhere near him; the Potions Master was sitting in his desk, grading some papers. Harry walked over to the girl, named Ashley White, and patted her shoulder.

"Hey Ashley, how's your potion going?"

Ashley gasped and almost dropped the chopping knife when Harry touched her. Hazel eyes turned to look at Harry and she offered him a small smile.

"Oh sorry Harry, I was so engrossed in chopping I didn't see you near me," Ashley said softly; she gazed up nervously to see if Professor Snape was around, "I don't know why I'm in this class really… Potions isn't my thing."

Harry pulled out a stool and sat down, "I don't really like Potions either and I'm quite surprised Snape actually let me be in this class this year." Harry chuckled and picked up a piece of chopped mandrake root, "He hates me, takes points from Gryffindor just because I breathe in his class."

"I know what you mean," Ashley said; she put down her knife and sat down on a stool next to Harry, "He always seem to pick on Gryffindors, although he takes points from us as well but not as much. And Professor Snape actually gave us Ravenclaws some points!" Ashley then frowned at Harry, took a strand of her dark brown hair and twirled it between her fingers, "I don't think he ever gave Gryffindors any points, not even when Hermione answered his questions correctly."

Harry snorted and glanced at Snape; the man still had his head down, "Snape loathes us. You should see how he treats his snakes!"

"Slytherins?" Ashley asked; she picked up her knife again and was carelessly chopping the roots in uneven chunks, "I heard how he always award points to them." Ashley shrugged and threw the pieces of the root into her steaming cauldron.

Harry wasn't paying any attention to the girl next to him; he was watching Snape walking around in the front of the room, yelling at students at their poor attempts on making the potion. He didn't even notice the way Ashley's cauldron was making weird noises and was rattling on the table.

"Good thing this class is going to end soon," Ashley whispered; her back was facing the moving cauldron and seemed to not hear the noises coming from her potion.

Harry, on the other hand, had now turned to look at the Ravenclaw once more. His eyes widened as he saw how badly the girl's cauldron was jumping on the table. It hissed, puffs of white smoke came up, and it was rattling so badly, it looked like it was going to explode…

And that's exactly what it did.

The cauldron blew up. Bits of the black metal flew at both Harry and Ashley. The green eyed teen, before he shoved Ashley off her chair, caught fleeting glimpses of his classmates scurrying away from his table. Ashley cried out as she hit the floor and scrambled away. Harry heard Snape's angry cries before he also ducked down.

But not quickly enough.

A huge piece of the cauldron flew at Harry's face, hitting directly at his eyes. Harry screamed in pain as he felt pieces of the metal and glass cutting the area around his eyes; he even felt some pieces penetrating his eyeballs. He hit the ground just as Snape reached his side. But by then, it was already too late…

"Oh Merlin… no… no," Harry moaned; his hands were now covering the top part of his face, "It can't be…" Harry sobbed and clawed at his bandages, "NO! It didn't! I'm not… I'm--"

His tears stung him; Harry continued to moan. The curtains surrounding his bed were pulled away as Madam Pomfrey made her way to Harry, who was clearly in a state of distress.

"Harry dear, are you in pain?" Pomfrey asked; she took out her wand and waved it over Harry's face.

"Madam Pomfrey…?" Harry whispered; he lowered his hands from his face and turned his head in the direction where he heard her voice, "What happened to me? I can't see! It hurts to open my eyes!"

Madam Pomfrey tucked her wand back into her apron and took out a vial. She placed the small bottle at Harry's lips.

"Drink it Harry, it'll help."

Harry didn't say a word and pushed himself up; the medi-witch helped the teen by placing one arm around Harry's waist. Harry opened his mouth and Pomfrey tipped the bottle, letting the blue liquid inside go inside Harry's mouth.

"What was that?" Harry asked; Pomfrey had handed him a glass of water and he was now taking huge gulps from it.

"A Calming Draught," the medi-witch answered; she placed a pillow behind Harry's back and let the teen lean against it, "You were on the verge of hyperventilating."

"Sorry…" Harry mumbled; his left hand went to his face and touched the bandages around his eyes lightly, "What happened to my eyes Madam Pomfrey?"

Harry turned his face to the medi-witch; Pomfrey frowned at the boy sitting on the bed.

"Professor Snape brought you in yesterday," Poppy started, "He came in here yelling for me. I came out from my office and saw you in his arms, unconscious."

"I-I had my Potions class yesterday…" Harry held back his tears; crying made his eyes hurt, "The girl working next to me did something to her potion and her cauldron exploded." Harry bent his head; even if he couldn't see the nurse, Harry didn't want her to see the pain etched on his face. "I pushed her to the ground, but I wasn't quick enough. A piece flew at my eyes and I think my glasses shattered at the contact." Harry took a deep breath; Poppy patted his shoulder, "I felt tremendous pain in my eyes before I blacked out."

"Yes, when you were brought in yesterday, there were cuts around both of your eyes," the medi-witch told the teen, "I did all the diagnostics and treated some minor cuts on your face. But your eyes were a different story."

"How badly hurt are they?" Harry gulped; he dreaded the answer, but needed to know.

"Not only were the areas around your eyes injured, I removed pieces of glass from both of your eyeballs," Poppy paused; Harry took in a shaky breath and nodded for the nurse to go on, "I'm afraid once the wounds are healed, the lens, irises, and corneas would scar over."

"Does that mean… I-I won't be able to see anymore?" Harry forced out; he couldn't stop his tears anymore. Even with the bandages, they still managed to fall down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry Harry… I did all I could, no spells can help remove the scar tissues. They might actually make matters worse."

Harry shakily brought his hands up to the front of his face. He moved his head down until he came in contact with his sweaty palms. Harry cried; he no longer cared that the medi-witch was still standing there, looking distraught.

He couldn't see her anyway.

"… I'm blind."

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A/N: Lol! Well what do you think? I didn't even put up a small summary this time; just threw in the first chapter and BLAM! Tell me if this story should be continued or not xD Thanks :)