Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the Harry Potter characters or all the wonderful things J.K. Rowling came up with.
A/N: If you haven't read any of the HP stories, don't even think about reading this fanfic. May contain spoilers.
Chapter 1: Sight
"Is he alright?"
"Well, Professor… There might be a slight problem…"
"What is it, Poppy?"
"Mr. Malfoy will not be able to see once he wakes up… I've done everything I can but I'm afraid he has lost his sense of sight."
Draco lay completely still, his mind reeling from what he had heard. He shuddered involuntarily, thinking back on what he had done earlier. He had wanted out so he had to face the consequences.
What made him shudder even more was the fact it was barely over. He wasn't dead yet.
Draco raised a shivering hand towards his face, intending to remove the bandage on his eyes that was surely there.
"Mr. Malfoy, what do you think you're doing? You are not to remove the bandage until tomorrow. Now, just in case you don't recognise my voice, I'm-"
"Madam Pomfrey. Even Longbottom would've recognised your voice if he had been here for countless of occasions like me," he put his hand back onto the soft fabric it was on.
"Good. Now, I'll help you take this potion but before that, I need to tell you something-"
"I know I'm blind."
There was a pause.
"Alright, Mr. Malfoy. Let's have you drink up this potion."