Disclaimer: HP does the soul good. But its not my soul that owns.

You found me
When no one else was lookin'
How did you know just where I would be?
Yeah, you broke through
All of my confusion
The ups and the downs
And you still didn't leave
I guess that you saw what nobody could see
You found me

Kelly Clarkson

Ron and Hermione were becoming worried. Harry had no written during the summer, nor did he show up on the train. They feared that something happened at the Dursley's. Or even worse- that the Death Eater's got to him. They hurried into the castle to find Dumbledore, but he was nowhere to be seen. McGonagall was away fetching the first years and Hagrid was off on another mission for the Order. They felt helpless, but was forced to sit at the Gryffindor Table with the others. Soon, Neville, Ginny, Dean, Seamus and others joined them at the table. Ron and Hermione did their best to conceal their worry. They looked up at the Head Table and saw Flitwick, Sprout, Snape, Trelawney, and another empty seat which had to be the new DADA professor, but who it was was still a mystery.

"So guys, who do you think the new DADA professor is? As long as its not Umbridge or Lockhart, it cant be that bad.." Ron asked.

Everyone thought about this statement. Hermione was about to reply when…

Suddenly, Dumbledore walked in from the back, stood at the Head Table and clapped his hands, waiting for everyone to quiet down.

The doors opened and in walked the first years, led by Professor McGonagall. They all looked frightened to see so many older students staring back at them. They all stood at the front with jitters.

'Welcome everyone for another year at Hogwarts! I hope you have had an enjoyable summer. Firstly, I would like to begin with a few reminders. Mr Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to remind you all that magic is not permitted during the corridors, nor are a number of things which you can check later. We have a new DADA professor, or a recurring one- Professor Lupin will be back this year to teach DADA. He is not currently here tonight, but will be back tomorrow for the first day of classes."

The students cheered, especially the Gryffindors.

"The sorting shall begin!"

The sorting hat was taken out and sang its sorting song and soon placed all the first years into their respective houses. Each time Gryffindor had a new member, they all cheered loudly, though Ron and Hermione's hearts just weren't behind it.

"Let the feasts begi…….." Dumbledore started but paused when he saw who was entering from the front doors.

It was Harry. Holding his broom and his trunk, panting from flying at an accelerating rate just to get here in time for dinner.

Ron and Hermione let out their breaths now that their friend was here.

Harry nervously looked around (a/n oh the irony..) and walked up to the front and mumbled, "sorry professor, I missed the train"

Dumbledore looked down at him with his eyes twinkling and replied, "its alright Harry, just go sit with your friends"

Harry paused for a moment, not really knowing where they were but he knew enough to know that they were at their usual spot and casually walked in that general area until he felt Hermione hug him so he sat down beside her. He smiled at his friends and felt the food pop up in front of him so he ate and listened for people's voices and accordingly talked to them to when questions where asked but other than that, he did not talk much.

"So mate, how was your summer?" Ron asked cheerfully.

"It was… the usual. Y'know with the Dursley's.. work work work" Harry shortly replied.

Unbeknownst to Harry, Dumbledore was watching him and noticed that something was off. Harry was acting as usual but his aura was slightly different- as if there were holes in it now but not filled with darkness.. just holes that showed that something was missing. Harry also had a faraway look in his eyes when he apologized earlier- but Dumbledore just assumed he was still grieving over Sirius and let it slide.

After dinner, Dumbledore stood up once again and said, "Prefects lead your houses to your dormitories and have a good night!"

Ron and Hermione threw Harry an apologetic look (which he missed of course) and told him they would see him in the common room later that night. Harry just nodded and was relieved to find that no one noticed that something was wrong. He really did not know how he managed to get away with it. It was pure luck. And partly Gryffindor pride and stubbornness of his. As he felt everyone leave the room, he sat back down at his table and just sighed. It has been a long two weeks with very little rest and a small development of claustrophobia.

'How am I going to get through the year.' Harry groaned.

'First Voldemort's back, then Sirius died, and now I'm blind.. how am I supposed to get through the week, let alone kill my mortal enemy?' and as strong as Harry was, He started to weep.

It was the first time he truly grieved for Sirius, the first time he realized the peril he was in for his disability. He just sat there and wept. He stopped after a few moments and his face hardened. He cannot let his emotions slip like that. It would just make him even more vulnerable. He will defeat Voldemort. For his parents, for Sirius. He'll do it in their honour.

He stood up in solidarity and he stood there with determination. He subconsciously said, 'navigo caecigenus' and was revealed to a map of Hogwarts. He stood there looking for the shortest way to The Tower and when he was satisfied, he gave a nod to himself and left through the great big doors.

What he didn't know was that someone was still sitting at the head table, watching him the entire time. When he heard Potter mutter the words, his eyes widened in shock and realized why Potter was so funny that night.

Potter was blind. Mister Spoiled Prat was BLIND. Wait till the headmaster hears about this one. He grimaced. 'Trust Potter to bring more drama than needed' he thought wryly.

And with that, he walked out of the room, his black robes billowing behind him.