Author's Note: Hello! I'm Amberteal, this is my first real fan fiction (the other one was just practice) This story will feature a fairly uncommon neurological phenomenon known as synesthesia. I would highly recommend looking up synesthesia on Google before reading this story! (it will make much more sense) Anyways please leave a review, I would love to know what I'm doing right/wrong. Thank You!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. :(

Chapter 1: Seeing is believing

After the death of his Godfather Sirius Black, Harry no longer found the world to be the three dimensional caring place that it previously had been. The events in the department of mysteries, and the horrifying prophesy reveled at the end of the school year had caused the 'boy who lived' to see the world as a flat grey place where Voldemort would be the winner of the everlasting battle. Little did Harry know, certain events would come into play and he would experience a phenomenon that had been lost to the wizarding world for centuries. The power the dark lord knows not would soon be brought to light, Harry Potter's view of the world would be changed forever.

Emerald eyes closed tightly, Harry lay sleeping in the stark white infirmary of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It had been more then a day that Harry had been asleep, which might have been a result of the various potions he had taken to heal his broken arm and lessen the effects of the concussion he had sustained while at his relative's house.

Albus Dumbledore, whose decision it had been to allow Harry to stay for the remaining month of summer at Hogwarts, was staring grimly out his office window. Only two days before, Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks had been sent to retrieve Harry from his relatives only to find the 'boy who lived' unconscious and extremely malnourished.

After briefly questioning him when he had awakened and arrived at the castle, Dumbledore learned that Harry was indeed still having nightmares and receiving visions from Voldemort. Before taking a dreamless sleep potion, Harry embarrassedly admitted to the Headmaster that he had a particularly bad nightmare and had hit his head quite hard on the baseboard of his bed. Madam Pomfrey confirmed his story by running a series of diagnostic spells, she also found that his lack of sleep had caused him to loose his appetite which was the reason for his sickly appearance.

The aged Headmaster finally tore his gaze away from the window and retired to his quarters for the night, he would check on Harry's condition the following day.

Early the next morning, before the sun had even started to warm the cold stone floor of the Hogwarts infirmary, Harry began to wake from his potion induced sleep. Slowly he opened his eyes, a quick glance told him he was indeed in hospital wing, but it did was not the same cold hygienic room he had been in only a month before. All around Harry objects were emitting soft coloured light, Harry rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not seeing things, but when the colours did not go away, he began to worry.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm himself, Harry noticed his wand on the table next to his bed. The wand was surrounded by a deep yellow glow, the colour was so bright Harry had to look away.

"I must be dreaming…" muttered Harry quietly. He lay down in bed, to tired to investigate the source of the strange colours. Before he drifted off to sleep, he hoped that everything would be back to normal when he woke again.

Hours after his brief awakening, Harry opened his eyes and found himself face to face with Madam Pomfrey who was surrounded by a bright silver flecked red glow. Without thinking Harry sat up startled only to lie back down because of a pounding pain in his head.

"Mr. Potter, please stay still, I need make sure your arm is healing," the medi-witch said, she was obviously concerned about Harry's reaction.

"Madam Pomfrey...why is everything glowing?" Harry said hesitantly, he had his eyes closed because the light around the nurse was making him uneasy.

"Sorry, what was that Mr. Potter?" she said clearly thinking that she had heard her patient wrong.

Harry sighed in defeat, he was angry that no one was telling him what was happening. "I said WHY IS EVERYTHING GLOWING?" he shouted loudly.

At this particular moment, the door to the hospital wing opened to admit the smiling Headmaster and an agitated Professor Snape. Hearing Harry's outburst, Dumbledore's smile grew wider while Snape's features twisted into one of his signature smirks.

"Mr. Potter, I do believe that was uncalled for," drawled Snape. Harry, who did not know of the professor's presence, jumped when he not only heard but saw the coldness of the potion master's voice. Although his eyes had been closed, Harry 'saw' sharp deep blue lines when his most hated professor had spoken.

Seeing the shocked look on his student's face, Dumbledore moved towards the bed and lowered himself into a chair so he was at eye level with him. Harry slowly opened his eyes and nearly closed them again when he saw the powerful cerulean blue emitting from the headmaster.

"Professor…what's going on, what are these strange colours?" said Harry while looking around the room.

"Colours? Harry, this is probably the whitest room in the all of Hogwarts," Dumbledore said with a chuckle, his eyes twinkling.

"Professor, what about the red glow around Madame Pomfrey, or the yellow light around my wand?" Harry said, he couldn't understand why the Headmaster was lying to him.

"Harry, there is no red around Madame Pomfrey, and your wand seems to be behaving normally."

"Sir! What about the lines when Professor Snape spoke and all the glowing objects?" said Harry, he was becoming extremely nervous. Professor Dumbledore looked towards Madame Pomfrey who shrugged and assured him that she did not know anything about the strange colours.

"Harry, you have been through a lot in the past month-"

"Professor maybe I'm hallucinating! It could be an affect of a potion!" Said Harry hopefully. At the mention of potions, Professor Snape, who had been looking out a window turned and walked swiftly over to Harry's bed.

"Mr. Potter, you were only given standard healing potions, I can assure you they could not cause the 'hallucinations' you speak of." Snape said coldly, "Of course, if you ever bothered to study for my class, you would have known that." he said with a smirk.

"What if the potion was made incorrectly?" Said Harry irritably, he was finding it difficult to concentrate because of the distracting colours in the room.

"INCORRECTLY? Potter, I am a potions master, I do not make potions incorrectly!" Snape snarled.

"Severus, Harry that's enough please settle down so we can get to the bottom of this." Dumbledore said forcefully. "Now Harry, you say you are seeing colours around objects and people in this room, am I correct?

"Yes Professor, and sounds," Harry said with a shiver.

"Hmm, this is most peculiar; I don't think I have ever heard anything quite like this." Dumbledore said with a frown. "Severus, please test the batch of healing potions that were administered to Harry.

"Headmaster I do not make Mistakes!" Snape said angrily.

"No Severus, it is true that you have not made any mistakes in the past, but there is a first time for everything."

"Albus, can't you see he is making this up for attention!"

"I am not-"

"Both of you please settle down!" Dumbledore said for the second time that morning. "Now Severus, you will test the potions and Harry you will continue to rest, do not worry we will get to the bottom of this."

Hearing the headmaster's words, Snape turned and angrily left the hospital wing leaving behind a faint blue pink tinged glow that only Harry could see. After the potion master's abrupt exit, Dumbledore stood up leaving Harry to contemplate his current predicament, and why on earth Snape would be glowing blue…and pink.