Chapter 1: Arrivals

In a perfect world
This could never happen
In a perfect world
You'd still be here
And it makes no sense
I could just pick up the pieces
But to you
This means nothing
Nothing at all

Sarah Griffith stepped out of the carriage that had brought her as far as the Entrance Hall of the Hogwarts castle. Her dark eyes flickered over the other kids as they crowded forward into the halls, though she could not see them. Her one disability was her blindness. The other kids shoved past. All were laughing and chatting as though they hadn't a care in the world, no burdens on their shoulders. Nothing like her.

FLASHBACK

10 years before

Eight- year-old Sarah Griffith sat on the floor of the family room, her older brothers and sisters sitting all around her. Twenty-year-old Cassy Griffith, now known as Cassy Blansing, sat holding her new son, Charlie. Her husband sat beside her cooing over the baby. The twins, Jeremy and Jasmine Griffith, were snickering over the pictures they had taken the previous school year. They would use them as blackmail the coming year. Terry Griffith, Sarah's mother, was knitting quietly by the fireplace. Andrew Griffith, Sarah's father, was reading the newspaper. Sarah sat happily, reading her newest book, Quidditch Through The Ages. She loved Quiditch, and even though everyone claimed she was too young, she was a powerful player. Her sharp eyes made her an ideal Seeker. Everything was quiet, until... A resounding bang, like a cannon blasted open the front door. Sarah's parents were on their feet, wands drawn. A tall dark woman stepped inside, followed closely by three men. "Ah... Andrew, I was told I might find you here." Her lips curled into a cruel smile. "Now, we might be persueded to leave most of your family intact if you will just give us little Sarah." Terry placed herself between Sarah and the intruders. Andrew wrapped an arm around his wife. "You can leave my house, now. You'll not be getting any of my children." His voice was firm and proud. He whispered something to his beloved wife and kissed her one last time. Terry snatched up her daughter and ran up the back stairs. The older children were already on their feet with wands drawn as spells began to fly. Andrew was the first to fall and was followed by his children. Terry darted into her daughter's bedroom and threw a set of clothing and a blanket into a bag. "Here, Sarah." Terry pointed her wand at a locket she wanted Sarah to take. Inside was a picture of the family. It became a Portkey that would take Sarah to the place designated only. Never to work after the first time. "Sarah," She said gripping her daughter's shoulders tightly,"The locket will take you far away from here. I have to stay and help your brothers and sisters if possible. And Sarah whatever happens, don't forget that I love you." SHe hugged her daughter and kissed her. Sarah picked up the locket and the last thing she saw was a blinding light, this forever blinded the child.

Sarah's family had been killed that night by Bellatrix Lestrange and her friends. There was no one left for Sarah and so she was sent to a orphanage. Sarah felt her heart tighten at the thought of her dead parents. They would be so proud of all that she had accomplished in her life, but now, they were long gone. The kids began moving into the Great Hall and Sarah let herself be pushed along. The falcon perched on her shoulder kept her moving in a straight line. It had been trained to help Sarah see without human help. Sarah had already been Sorted prior to this. Someone had Sorted her this summer. Supposedly she was in the house of Gryffindor. Someone bumed into her. "So sorry." Came a boy's voice. "Excuse me." She said politely gripping his shoulder. "Could you show me to the Gryffindor table?" "Sure thing." The boy replied taking her hand and leading her to the proper table. "By the way, my name's Cedric Diggory." The boy said to Sarah. "Sarah Griffith." Sarah replied. She sat down at the table and Cedric left her alone. The Hall around her suddenly fell silently. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts," An older wizard intoned," This year, Hogwarts has been selected to host a legendary event, the Triwizard Tournament." "Wicked." Breathed two boys across the table from Sarah. Twins she guessed or else really good friends. "Would you please welcome the lovely ladies of Beauxbaton Academy and their Headmistress, Madam Maxime." From the entrance came the sounds of sighing and bowing. The hairs on the back of Sarah's neck went up. It unerved her that these girls were so close to her right now. At least one of them was at least part veela who really knew? "And now welcome the proud sons of Durmstrang and their Headmaster, Igor Karkaroff." A war-like chant filled the air and the pounding of staves. This was much more interesting to listen to than the sighing of pretty little girls. Running feet and the sound of fire being blown became aparrent to Sarah. Then... a hush fell over the students and a boy near Sarah squeaked,"It's him, it's Viktor Krum!" Sarah turned in her seat, her blind eyes wishing for but a moment to see this legendary Seeker. She had heard so much about him, he had done everything she had wished to do and now he was inches away. After the students had sat down the feast began.