Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of these characters! They belong to J.K. Rowling. I wish I had the imagination of that wonderful woman

Summary: Harry endures hell during his summer before seventh year. After being brutally abused by his uncle over the summer he returns to school a changed man. Then a potion suddenly goes wrong and Harry is blinded Harry's life is turned to a living hell. Who will be the one to save Harry from what’s to come? (Hermione Blaise Mainly Harry/Draco Slash: rated for upcoming chapters. Summary is updated and slightly changed so all are aware)

Chapter One: A great start

The train moved slowly across the tracks. Rain slammed against the window at full force. Lightning ripped across the darkened sky. Harry rested his head against the windowpane and sighed softly.

His mind was jumbled with thoughts and fears. Ron and Hermione were talking as if he wasn't even there though it suited him for now.

"Have you found out who the heads of houses are this year?" Ron asked Hermione. She shook her head and smiled mischievously.

"It'll probably be me, of course." She smirked. Hermione's attitude had seemed to change over the summer. She had grown her hair out and her body seemed to fill out. She flipped her hair over her shoulders and gave a sultry grin at Ron.

"I mean it would have to be me. I have always be the smartest girl at school. Now I am the hottest one too. She said sliding her tongue over her bottom lip.

Ron's freckled cheeks turned crimson.

"Wow, Mione you really changed over the summer!" Ron said appreciatively.

Hermione and Ron's conversation continued though Harry's thoughts seemed to block out most of it.

Why has this summer been a complete hell? he thought to himself, I mean I should be used the Durleys by now. But this summer just seem different. I just couldn't wait to leave that place and now that I am here, I am not sure if I even want to be here. I am so confused. How will I know if I right? If I am right, how will I tell my best friends? They will hate me for sure!

Harry;s thoughts raced on in his mind when suddenly he could hear his named being shouted quite close to his ear.

"Harry!" Ron shouted in his ear. "Damnit! Harry snap out of it!" Ron shook him slightly.

Harry jumped and glared at Ron.

"Do you have to push me?" Harry fixed his shirt and leaned back against the seat. "You guy's were busy talking to I didn't feel like interrupting."

Harry looked over at Hermione and his jaw dropped at the sight.

"Hermione what did you do to yourself?" Harry asked, his thoughts being shoved to the back of his mind. "I can't believe how much you've changed!" He said, his jaw still slightly hanging.

He had always viewed her as a sister and seeing her like this made him a little angry. Seeing her wear a belly and back baring halter-top with low-slung jeans and high heels made him sick to his stomach. He had never known Hermione to dress this way or even think of even wearing something like this.

"What?" she said with a slightly defensive tone to her voice. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked away. She could tell by his tone that he was not happy. Harry grabbed her hand.

"This isn't you! You are better than this!" She ripped her hand out of his.

"How dare you say anything like that to me!" she snapped back, "I will dress the way I want without you criticizing me. You do not own me! So sod off Harry!" Hermione grabbed her stuff and left the cabin.

Harry looked at Ron his face filled with shock. Ron looked at him then looked down.

"She seems so off Harry. I mean she never even owled me this summer. Did she owl you?" Ron asked Harry.

"I got one at the beginning of summer saying that her parents were staying somewhere in America for the summer and I didn't get anything else after that." Harry explained.

Ron shrugged his shoulders.

"Maybe she is just having a bad day." He said trying to reassure Harry. "We better get our robes on. I can't believe this is our seventh year. It is going to be great!" Ron exclaimed to Harry.

Harry looked away.

"Yeah sure," he mumbled to himself. He got up slowly and reached for his trunk. Pulling the robes, he slipped them on slowly. He sat back down and drifted off to sleep.

Harry awoke to Ron shaking him.

"Wake up! We are here!" Ron said, pulling his trunk down from the overhead compartment. Harry laughed sleepily at Ron's over excitement for school.

Maybe it was the fact that it was their last year or maybe he was just excited for the chance to show off his new look but Ron seemed genuinely happy.

"At least one of us is happy," he thought as he pulled down his trunk and lugged it out of the compartment. Harry quickly walked towards the front of the train.

As he rounded the corner, he ran right into a platinum blonde haired man. Harry fell backwards hard against the wall. Harry looked straight into to the eyes of Draco Malfoy himself. He gasped at the sight of Malfoy so close to him.

"Problems Potter? Can't even walk on your own two feet?" Draco smirked.

Harry blushed and looked away. He had no idea why he was reacting to his worst enemy this way. Harry quickly grabbed his trunk and pulled it out of the train. Draco looked back at him completely confused.

What is going on with me? ¦I mean I knew I was different but please not Draco! Harry thought as he quickly caught up with Ron.

"Hey mate what was that all about?" Ron asked looked back at the entrance of the train where Draco was still standing. Ron gave Harry a quizzical look and shrugged.

"That stupid git ran into me as I was getting off the train. I swear purposely ran into me. You would think he would grow up being that this is our last year." Harry said looking away from Ron.

"Have you lost your bleeding mind Harry?" Ron asked incredulously. "Draco will never change! He is going to get the dark mark for sure. I can bet he is in talks with you-know-who!" Harry glared at Ron.

"You know his name Ron! It's about time you grew up and used it! I have fought him many times and I can use his name!" Harry's face darkened with anger.

"Sod off Harry!" Ron said storming off to find Hermione.

Harry stepped into the last carriage and leaned his head against the window. The rain was still pouring down hard against the windows. The dark clouds matched Harry's worsening mood. His mind began to drift back to thoughts.

I am losing my friend and as if everything could get any worse! Harry banged his head against the window clearly more frustrated. Harry jumped at the sound of the carriage door opening.

"Well well Potter...all alone I see¦" Draco said smirking his usual evil smirk.

"Sod off Malfoy! Go find someone else to annoy. I am not in the mood!" Harry spat angrily.

"Get off it Potter. All the other carriages are full. I will make you a deal. I am not in the mood for anything either. So we will just leave each other alone. Sound fine to you?" Draco asked looking clearly tired.

"Fine Malfoy," Harry bark

Harry glanced at Malfoy before slipping off into sleep. Draco watched him sleep and slowly let his mind fill with thoughts

Why was I even nice to that git? I hate him and I should be killing him right now. But I just can't bring myself to do it. God I am getting soft! Draco thought to himself.

He let his thoughts drift him into a dreamless sleep as the darkened carriage journeyed on.

A/N: If anyone has any pointers on how to make this better, please either email me at or put it in the reviews. Thanks! (I had this story on here once but I redid everything and rewrote things so this is the new version. I am in the process of editing chapter two so that will be up soon as will chapter three)

Kel