Chapter 1
Through the distant sunrise a young man with jet black shoulder length hair that was tied back in a loose ponytail, blowing slightly in the early morning breeze, and brilliant green eyes, could be seen jogging past a small park.
This young man was none other than Harry Potter.
If you looked close you could see a glaze in his eyes as if he wasn't really seeing anything, he was blind.
Earlier that summer his Uncle Vernon had taken to beating him, and one day Vernon went to far; he poured bleach all over Harry's face forcing the teen's eyes open, the chemicals painfully blinding him.
While his Uncle had taken to beating him he had also taken to beating on his Aunt Petunia. After Vernon had finished beating Harry Petunia would sneak into his room and bandage and clean Harry's wounds as well as her own injuries, promising that they would escape someday. Though, Harry had an escape every year.
You see, Harry is a wizard and goes to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a school that trains young magic-holders to use their magic safely and to its full potential. Well, he remained there until summer break, for which he had to return to his relative's home just outside of London.
Harry had put up with the torture for as long as he could, but when Vernon had blinded him, that had been the breaking point. Harry had blown Vernon through the door grabbed his trunk and then went and found his Aunt and told her that this was it; this was their time to escape. Dudley had come with them because he was afraid of his father, and he knew that when his mother and cousin left that his father would turn him into his own personal punching bag, so Harry allowed Dudley to come with them.
Harry, Dudley, and Petunia had fled the premises and had gone to the Leaky Cauldron at Harry's insistence. He had put a glamour upon his aunt and cousin as the bar for underage magic had been lowered to fifteen years of age. They had all changed their names as to not attract attention as well. Petunia became Jasmine Evans and Dudley had become Damien Evans son of Jasmine.
Jasmine's hair had been lengthened to reach just above her bottom and it had been changed to a light red color, almost strawberry blond. Her eyes had changed to a dark green color, almost like her sister Lily's eyes but not quite, and she grew about three inches from her 5'4 to a better height of 5'8. Damien had short blackish-red hair and dark, deep sea blue eyes.
Over the matter of a couple of weeks Harry had to re-learn to cast spells without his sight, detect
people, and many other things that you could easily do with sight. Sadly though, Harry remained sightless so he had trained himself so that he was not helpless just because he was blind...in fact Harry became even more deadly than he was when he had his sight.
"Aunt Jasmine," Harry called as he entered their room above the Leaky Cauldron," I'm back I was wondering..." he trailed off as he noticed a large man standing over the prone figure of his Aunt