Disclaimer: All original Harry Potter Character belong to J K Rowling I only own this plot.
Chapter 1
It had been a year since the war had ended. Voldemort had finally been defeated. Many lives were lost, Sirius , Lupin, Charlie, and so many others who had all sacrificed their lives to end the chaos, the evil, and now, people were learning to live again. Buildings were being reconstructed and the people were trying to put things back together.
Yet like many others who were wounded in this battle, the savior himself, Mr. Harry Potter (AKA the man who defeated the dark lord) who had lost his sight after the final encounter had isolated himself from the general world and was currently residing in a quiet muggle neighbourhood.. He hid his identity from the press both muggle or magic, and the reporters had finally given up marking him like a hawk, yet he still remained cautious. He was sick tired to learn about the gossip of his non existent love life which seemed to be the focus since the first few months from the battle.
"Love" that was what had saved his life in the end and yet " love" now had become the word of his bitter existence. Not many people knew where he lived. Ron and Hermione had an approximate idea of the neighbourhood but he had advised them not to look for his place if they wanted to remain in contact. He met them every month at a coffee pub ten blocks ( 175 steps) away. He wore dark glasses to hide his emerald green eyes that had lost their life.
Ron and Hermione were one of the few people who he was truely happy for, who had stood by him through it all and now were a happily married couple. He didn't need eyes to see the love they shared. It was in their words , and in some strange way though it comforted him it also left him with a bitter sweet feeling of solitude and longing. Longing for a particular some one a red headed someone...
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