the trust i lay upon you
I am Harry Potter, I'm in my 7th and final year at Hogwarts. I am also blind.
Harry opened his eyes, those emerald orbs that once were full of life. But now, they were faded and dull. All this because of Voldemort's sinful desire. He lay there, seeing the darkness, nothing else. A distant voice calls him. "Harry?" It's Ron, "you awake?" Harry nods to the direction the voice comes from. He feels someone helping him up, in addition to being blind Voldemort's spell had paralysed him slightly. He only escaped Voldemort and the horde of Death Eaters with the help of Ron and Hermione. He remembered the event vividly, like it was yesterday.
Voldemort raised his wand poised and ready to attack. He sneered at Harry, "I'm not going to kill you" He said. No, he didn't kill Harry. He did much worse. "Debilitum! Caeco!" He yelled at Harry, pointing his wand at him. He felt his body fall, but didn't see it, his eyes only saw the darkness the clouded his vision. He felt a bird flying around him, flames engulfing him. "HARRY!!!!!!" He heard Ron's voice. "Aquatis!" He heard Hermione, but he couldn't see them.
Harry's dark reverie was broken as he felt water splashing on his body. Ron was giving him a bath. "here Harry," Ron's voice echoed, he place the towel around Harry and helped him dress. This had become a daily routine for the duo. "Thanks, Ron."
They headed down the stairway to the common room, Ron's guiding hand enclosed on Harry's. People who did not know them assumed that they were homo. But they weren't. The Gryffindors looked at Harry sympathetically, Harry couldn't see them, and nevertheless he felt their empathy. He sat down on a chair, he, Ron and Hermione had started studying Braille, and so he could cope in his classes. Though Hermione helped Harry, he felt that Ron was closer more than ever. He was reading his Transfiguration book, but stopped suddenly. He turned to face the direction Ron was seated.
"Ron.do you remember that time in 6th year, when Malfoy fell because of the practical exam we had in Defense against the Dark Arts?" Ron paused for a moment. He chuckled, "Oh yeah, Professor Hydra was beside herself. That was the trust thing. Remember what she said to you" Ron suddenly made an impression of Professor Hydra's voice, " You see, you closed your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them too-even when you're in the dark. Even when you're falling." Harry smiled, "and she was right. I trust you. More than anyone."
"Thanks, Harry." There was a meaningful pause. Harry felt a hand wrap around his. "You know, I think it was fate that brought me to you." Said Harry, standing up to get a roll of parchment. Once more with Ron leading him.
Leading me through life.
~*~
Wellity, wellity, wellity, what a slash implied fic. If ever you want to pls. Leave a review. Anything, flames, critical, complementing. ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!! BTW, sorry if my fics are so short.
Prof. Hydra's words are quoted from "Tuesdays with Morrie"
I am Harry Potter, I'm in my 7th and final year at Hogwarts. I am also blind.
Harry opened his eyes, those emerald orbs that once were full of life. But now, they were faded and dull. All this because of Voldemort's sinful desire. He lay there, seeing the darkness, nothing else. A distant voice calls him. "Harry?" It's Ron, "you awake?" Harry nods to the direction the voice comes from. He feels someone helping him up, in addition to being blind Voldemort's spell had paralysed him slightly. He only escaped Voldemort and the horde of Death Eaters with the help of Ron and Hermione. He remembered the event vividly, like it was yesterday.
Voldemort raised his wand poised and ready to attack. He sneered at Harry, "I'm not going to kill you" He said. No, he didn't kill Harry. He did much worse. "Debilitum! Caeco!" He yelled at Harry, pointing his wand at him. He felt his body fall, but didn't see it, his eyes only saw the darkness the clouded his vision. He felt a bird flying around him, flames engulfing him. "HARRY!!!!!!" He heard Ron's voice. "Aquatis!" He heard Hermione, but he couldn't see them.
Harry's dark reverie was broken as he felt water splashing on his body. Ron was giving him a bath. "here Harry," Ron's voice echoed, he place the towel around Harry and helped him dress. This had become a daily routine for the duo. "Thanks, Ron."
They headed down the stairway to the common room, Ron's guiding hand enclosed on Harry's. People who did not know them assumed that they were homo. But they weren't. The Gryffindors looked at Harry sympathetically, Harry couldn't see them, and nevertheless he felt their empathy. He sat down on a chair, he, Ron and Hermione had started studying Braille, and so he could cope in his classes. Though Hermione helped Harry, he felt that Ron was closer more than ever. He was reading his Transfiguration book, but stopped suddenly. He turned to face the direction Ron was seated.
"Ron.do you remember that time in 6th year, when Malfoy fell because of the practical exam we had in Defense against the Dark Arts?" Ron paused for a moment. He chuckled, "Oh yeah, Professor Hydra was beside herself. That was the trust thing. Remember what she said to you" Ron suddenly made an impression of Professor Hydra's voice, " You see, you closed your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them too-even when you're in the dark. Even when you're falling." Harry smiled, "and she was right. I trust you. More than anyone."
"Thanks, Harry." There was a meaningful pause. Harry felt a hand wrap around his. "You know, I think it was fate that brought me to you." Said Harry, standing up to get a roll of parchment. Once more with Ron leading him.
Leading me through life.
~*~
Wellity, wellity, wellity, what a slash implied fic. If ever you want to pls. Leave a review. Anything, flames, critical, complementing. ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!! BTW, sorry if my fics are so short.
Prof. Hydra's words are quoted from "Tuesdays with Morrie"