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"Speaking"
Thoughts
Darkness again… Harry Potter thought as he drifted between the land of sleep and total awareness. When will it go away? Wait I can hear someone! Please help me wake! I will wake! As the boy pulled himself from his unconscious state he began to hear the voice clearer.
"I am so sorry Harry!" Hey it's Aunt Petunia! Come on I know I can do it!
"Ummm."
"Harry? Harry can you hear me?"
Young Harry woke and tried to pry open his eyes but he could see nothing. "Why can't I see? Why is the darkness still there?"
"Hush, Harry. Hush. Honey, don't try and open your eyes, it's okay you just have bandages. The doctors said they will be there for a while." Aunt Petunia tried to calm down the distressed child.
"What's going on here" a deep voice queried. "Oh, I see young Harry is finally awake! My name is Dr. Harris, I will be taking care of you for a while."
A Doctor? Oh, no… Harry finally remembered what had happened. "Is everyone okay?" A panicked Harry asked. "I remember getting Dudley out, and then waking you up Aunt Petunia. And then, and then, oh! Uncle Vernon exploded didn't he! Didn't he!"
At this point the two adults were trying to calm the distraught child.
"He was so scared, so scared! He begged me to save him! ME!" At this Harry began to have big heaving sobs and all that Aunt Petunia could do was to hold the sobbing child and whisper soothing nonsense in his ear.
Harry soon fell asleep and when he woke again he was told how Dudley had woken the day before and Aunt Petunia two days before that. It had been five days since the accident and both Dudley and his mother had been given a clean bill of health and the only semi-permanent damage done to Harry had been his eyes, which the doctors believed would heal in about three months. It was a miracle that was what everyone was calling it.
A week later Harry had been released from the hospital, the small family had now bonded together from the accident and Harry's Aunt and cousin felt horrible for how they had always treated Harry.
The man who hit them had paid their medical bills and had given a large some of money which was what they would be living off of, as well as the insurance money they had gained when Vernon died. A funeral was held for Vernon a week or so later and the family slowly began to heal.
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Three months had gone by and Harry had become accustomed to the darkness and it did not scare him anymore, really he loved it. Now he noticed a lot more than most. The sounds and smells around him slowly became more and more pronounced and Harry began spending an hour every morning just taking in the sounds and smells.
Today though he would be once again be brought into the light. Harry was excited but a bit apprehensive. Deep down he knew it was because he thought that his new happiness was an exchange for his sight, so if he got it back his happiness would be taken away.
"Ok, Harry. Are you ready for me to take off the bandages?" Dr. Harris asked as they sat in the dimmed room
"Please, just do it." Harry said. I can't stand it anymore the suspense is killing me. I just want to get it over with!
"Now your eyes will feel a bit uncomfortable because they are not used to the light so open them when you are ready." Dr. Harris slowly pulled off the bandages and Harry could feel the light pounding at his eyelids.
Slowly Harry began to open his eyes and was awed at what he saw. Colors! It's not just black anymore! The colors are even more vivid then I remembered! I can see clearer now too!
Because his magic helped to heal his eyes from the explosion it specifically focused on his eyes and healed all damage and imperfection done to the eyes.
Harry knew right then that he would not stop him morning routine of just soaking up the sounds and smells, but he would also spend some time soaking up the sights as well!
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