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Chapter 1

It was a cold October night. All lay cold and silent around Privet Drive. Only due to the bleak street light were we able to make out a tall figure leaning against the fence outside number 4 Privet Drive. It seemed to be an old man hovering cautiously atop the pavement. The only sound that could be heard was the swish of his long, glimmering, pearly white hair as he nervously jerked his head back and forth. Later on little Harry would learn that it had been none other than Albus Dumbledore there that night. And perhaps even later on he would learn the reason behind the usually calm Dumbledore's jittery behavior.

A second later, the silence shattered above Albus' head as a large, motorbike that seemed to be falling apart came crashing down on the road. "Have you got Harry?" Albus whispered urgently to a man the size of a giant. "Ah, yes 'eadmaster, he's right 'ere" said the giant as he reached a massive meaty hand into the enormous pocket of his moleskin jacket. Retracting his hands from the unknown depths beneath the folds of fabric, he came out with a beautiful baby boy. The giant lent closer to the boy and with tenderness you wouldn't have thought somebody of that size could accomplish, he used his pinkie to gently brush a strand of midnight black hair that had flopped over the small boy's forehead.

With great reluctance, the giant carefully passed baby Harry into the wrinkled hands of Albus Dumbledore. "Thank you Hagrid, he is safe with me" Albus said distractedly, staring down at the glowing lightning bolt scar that disfigured the boys pale skin. Finally, with a massive sob, Hagrid clambered back onto his torn apart motorcycle and took off.

Only when the giant, Hagrid, had become nothing more than a dot in the sky did Albus allow himself to pull out his wand. "I am truly sorry Harry for what I have to do to you today but you must understand, you will be famous for destroying Voldemort. But that fame should have been mine, and when Voldemort comes back, I intend to claim it." Dumbledore's voice had become louder and louder as he venomously spat these words out. Having said his last few words, Albus, pointed the elder wand at Harry's small face, focusing its point between Harry's startling emerald green eyes. "Visus Evanescent!". The words uttered by the headmaster Albus Dumbledore that day would change little Harry's life more than anyone could ever imagine. And with that, Dumbledore placed Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived, on the doorstep of number 4 Privet Drive.

Petunia Dursley awoke at her usual time and rose to go downstairs so she could begin preparing her husband's breakfast. At the foot of the stairs, she paused to slip her bony feet into her slippers, she was about to continue on when a whimper from outside grabbed her attention. At the speed of a leopard, Petunia Dursley was at the door, fiddling with their rusty lock. Finally she wrenched it open. Petunia, cautiously opened the door but was surprised as there was nobody there. As she was about to close the door, another whimper came out. This time, Petunia had heard where it had come from. She looked down and saw a tiny bundle lying on her doorstep. All that she could see of the tiny baby within was his eyes.

Immediately she recognized him. He bore the eyes of her dear sister Lily Potter. But something wasn't right. He had the emerald eyes lily was so proud of but his seemed to be shrouded in a magical mist. Petunia Dursley was no doctor, but it didn't take her long to realise that Harry Potter was indeed blind.