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 4: A Run in

Harry shoved open the door of the potions classroom making it slam against the wall. He wanted to get to class early so he could be alone before being in the same room as Malfoy. Being around Malfoy was not something he was prepared to deal with. He continued to slam around the classroom as he went to his seat. It would still be a little while before anyone came into the classroom including Snape. He set his books down and slumped into his seat. This year seemed to be getting worse for him and yet it had barely started for him.

Could anything happen to make things worse? Suddenly the door slammed open and students started streaming in. Harry glanced back and saw Ron walking in. He headed over to the table and sat down next to Harry.

The potions class this year would be the hardest class any of the students would have to endure. The potions they were to concoct would be harder than anything the students had even dreamt of. Well except for Polyjuice potion of course.

"Think Hermione took this class?" Ron whispered into Harry's ear as her glanced back at the door. Just as soon as spoken, Hermione sauntered into the room clinging to Blaise's arm. She stared adoringly up at him. Ron, noticing this, slumped in his seat clearly disgruntled.

For good reason Harry decided it was best to ignore Hermione the time being. She seemed to be glowing from the attention though it was the worst attention possible. He was not about to feed into something like that. It was a waste of his time and he knew that before long Hermione would come to her senses. She would eventually see what a loser Blaise was. He was everything Hermione was against or at least the Hermione he knew before the beginning of summer.

Soon after the bell sounded the door creaked open signaling Snape was about to enter the dark dungeon classroom. Snape entered the classroom quickly in his usual fashion.

In his extremely cold voice Snape yelled "Settle down all of you!" Nobody dared to move in fear of Snape taking point from his or her house for some pointless reason.

" As most of you are now aware this class will focus on mastering many potions though some are ones you may have never heard of. I will accept nothing less than an Acceptable or you will be removed from my class immediately. These next two weeks will be focused on doing potions you have already learned we will be practicing your potion making skills to see whether or not you will succeed in my class. Though there are some of you who will obviously fail." Snape glared at Harry, his eyes void of any emotion.

The last bit was obviously aimed at Harry but today was not a day for him to open his mouth. The though was tempting though.

"Now before you begin I have decided to change things. There will not be the same lap partners. I find it better that way. This way there is not an once of cheating or letting one person do the work. Now here are your new lab partners for the year. Weasley and Crabbe, Malfoy and Potter, Granger and Zabini…" (a squeal could be heard in the background). The list went until every person was paired with someone of the opposite house.

Harry's insides quivered for a moment at the thought of working with Malfoy. He gathered his belongings and went over the aisle table closest to the desk. HE sat down slowly in the seat closest to the aisle. He glanced over at Ron and grimaced which Ron promptly returned.

Malfoy leaned in to Harry and whispered softly. "This will be done my way . Understand." Harry shivered at the warm breath against his ear.

"Let's just work. The sooner we get this done, the sooner I can be rid of you!" Harry said between clenched teeth.

"Shut up!" Snape yelled making everyone snap to attention in their seats.

"On the blackboard you will see the ingredients for a potion you made in your fifth year. The Draught of Peace. A potion, as you can remember, is one that often comes up at Ordinary Wizarding Level. This should be nothing for the lot of you and I will be sure to grade you accordingly. Begin. You have exactly an hour an a half to finish."

Harry though back to this potion and struggled to remember it. All he could remember was that it was a difficult nitpicky potion. If the ingredients were not added exactly as stated with exact measurements and amounts, the potion would be ruined. He remembered the exact way of stirring and heating.

As the duo began the potion it was evident that this was not going to work. Almost black steam was profusely streaming from the cauldron. An exact replica of his cauldron the last time he had attempted the potion. Snape examined the potion and crinkled his nose.

"What potion are you making? I sure don't think this is the potion I placed on the black board. What is the potion you are supposed to be making Potter? Tell me that." Snape sneered viciously.

"The Draught of peace." Harry whispered. History seemed to be repeating itself. But what was to become would change everything

I can't hear you Potter! Ten points from Gryffindor for not speaking up. Can you not read the black board? Huh potter? Are you blind?" Snape waved his wand as if to show his anger. Draco sniggered though he knew it was just as much his fault as well. He went to put a hand over his mouth when he accidentally hit the cauldron with his elbow causing it to splash into Harry' eyes. At the exact moment the cauldron splashed into Harry's face a white zap came out of Snape's wand. Though, at the moment, none were aware that the potion splashing at . Snape's last question and the movement of the wand had caused violent almost unbreakable curse on Harry.

Harry staredt furiously pawing at his eyes as he scream in excruciating pain. He didn't understand was was happening. He couldn't open his eyes and the pain was almost worse than what he had endured during the summer. Suddenly Harry passed out cold his head slamming against the table.

"Remain seated!" Snape screamed waving his wand. Students ducked afraid of what might happen if the wand was waved their way. Ron ran up to his friend.

"DO something! We need to get him to the hospital wing! Now!" He didn't care whether he lost hundreds of points. He couldn't stand to see his friend this way.

Snape pointed his wand at Harry and suddenly he rose." Weasley with me now! The rest of you are dismissed!"

Hermione refused to move from her seat. She was beyond shell shocked. She loved. Blaise but the sight of Harry like this make her stomach roll. She tried to push it from her memory. As of yet it not begun to work.

"Baby, we need to attend to Draco. Something's wrong!" Blaise's voice snapped her out of it. She glanced up to see Draco sitting in his seat looking straight ahead. Hermione walked up to Draco and stood a ways back.

"Hey mate, are you alright?" Blaise said shaking Draco. Draco simply looked up at him with wide eyes.

"It was an accident. I just meant for it to make him pass out. You know…for messing it up!" Draco started shaking. Blaise assumed Draco was just afraid of what punishment was to come to him. However, what Draco's thought and fears were on something completely different. Draco was worried about what Harry was going though…

Malfoy shook his head to clear the thoughts.

"It was an accident mate. He'll be fine which keep you out of trouble. I know that's what you're worried about. Though I really don't care what happens to him" Blaise pulled him to his feet. Let's go back to the dorms." He turned to Hermione. "Baby I will catch you later." All she could do was nod.

Ron sat in a chair next to Harry's bed just staring out the window behind the bed. It seemed that no year was complete without at least a few stays in the hospital wing.

Madame Pomphrey was unsure of what the damage was. It would be unclear until he woke up. She would be able to fix him once he was awake; she just wasn't sure when that would be.

As she went to check on Harry, she noticed the Weasley boy was still sitting there as he had been for the past hour or so.

"It may be awhile before he awakens…I think you should be getting to class now. I can call for you once he is awake."

Ron nodded. "Thank you."

"He is lucky to have a friend like you." Madame Pomphrey looked at him. "He needs good friends."Ron gave her a little smile before leaving the Hospital Wing.

Madame Pomphrey checked Harry's vitals a few times an hour. After about the fourth time of checking his vitals he started to stir. Harry opened his eyes and could see nothing.

"Mr. Potter?" She said shaking him out of his grogginess. Harry turned his face towards her. Instead of seeing a sparkling pair of emerald eyes she saw milky white eyes.

"What's going on? What happened? Why can't I see?" Harry said whipping his head back and forth. Madame Pomphrey was rendered speechless by the sight of 'the boy who lived' eyes.

A/N: Sorry it has taken so long for me to put out this chapter. I was having some serious writers block on where I wanted this story to go. I have many ideas but sometimes trying to fit them together just does not work. Thank you for all who read this story. I am hoping to have chapter five out ASAP.

Kel