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See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

Amanda Marshall

Severus stalked the halls towards the gargoyle that held the entrance to Dumbledore's office. He glared at the statue for a moment before muttering the ridiculous bonbon password that Albus sets up. Chocolate Frogs. He shook his head; there were more important matters on the mind than to think of Albus' passwords.

He knocked on the door and waited.

"Come in, Severus." Albus called through from the other side of the door.

Severus opened the door and with a look of disdain on his face, sat in one of the chairs to face the headmaster.

"Lemon drops?" The headmaster's eyes twinkled with delight.

Severus growled in reply. He had no time for this nonsense! He jumped straight into his purpose for visiting the headmaster.

"Have you noticed Potter," he practically spat out the latter, "acting strange today?"

Albus leaned back in his chair. "I did notice something in his aura, but I presumed he was still grieving for the loss of Sirius."

Snape snorted. 'If only that were true.' He thought. 'If only..' He decided to get this over with and after a hesitation's thought, he blatantly told the headmaster.

"Potter.. the Boy-Who-Lived, my dear headmaster.. is blind."

Albus could not do anything but stare.

After many long minutes passed between the two, Albus cleared his throat and began to talk. "Are you sure of this?"

"Positive. I heard him use navigo caecigenus which as you know, is a spell mainly used for the blind. As well, I caught him remaining in the Great Hall after everyone was supposed to retreat to their dormitories and he was being the prat that he usually is." Snape rolled his eyes as he said this.

Dumbledore took in this information and it did not sit well with him. He looked thoughtful for a moment. He looked at Severus and said, "I'll talk to Harry. If there is nothing else, you may leave." And with that, he dismissed Severus, who was thankful to get out of there as soon as possible. Potter was not his problem.

Dumbledore sat in his chair, subconsciously sucking on a lemon drop but even the usually delightful candy could not get him out of this stupor. Harry Potter could not see. He has the whole weight on his shoulders and to add on top of that, he was blind. This explains his aura and why it had holes as though something was missing; because something was missing when he saw Harry! He was amazed how Harry managed to make it to school without any scrapes or broken bones on him. Dumbledore was determined to find out how this happened. He got up and walked out of his office.

Meanwhile, Harry was sitting in the common room in front of the fire. Ron and Hermione were doing prefect duties and wandering the halls making sure that no students were traveling about. Harry was glad for this moment of peace. He had a textbook in front of him, the Potions one because he really didn't want to get yelled at by Snape so much, nor wanted to get so many detentions. He needed the textbook to read to him, but Acroasis would only make it more obvious that something was wrong as the charm only read aloud and not to the mind… he needed to fix that. But he couldn't remember any charm that would do that! At least none that he had read about. He slammed the book shut in frustration. He wouldn't be able to do anything until the next day, where he could head to the library and research a spell that could help the likes of it. Harry was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even realize that someone had entered the portrait hole and was startled when someone touched his shoulder.

'Dammit.' Harry thought. 'I need to work on listening.' After a pause, he also realized that he needs to find a way to recognize someone as he does not know who just approached him. Luckily, the person spoke up first.

"Harry, my boy.. How was your summer?" Dumbledore asked.

Harry smiled slightly at the sound of his grandfather-figure's voice and decided to play it cool. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice, "It was alright, cant complain really. Y'know the Dursleys. I'm just glad to be back at Hogwarts sir!"

Dumbledore was slightly startled at how much Harry had-not so much perfectly- handled the situation far better than he thought Harry would have. He wanted to see how this conversation would go, so he decided not to bring up. For now at least.

They continued in idle chit chatter and Harry thought he was handling himself quite well. He did not know his eyes portrayed his inner turmoil emotions, full of pain and lonliness. He did not know, but Dumbledore could definitely see. He decided after a while to ask Harry about it.

"Harry, I know there is something wrong. Would you care to share what may be bothering you?"

Harry hesitated. He knew that Dumbledore knew many things and for him to ask such a question means he probably knows. Reluctantly, he replied, "I'm blind sir."

Dumbledore was a bit shocked at how easy it was to pry this information for him. He thought he would've taken him at least another 10 minutes or so! He gently asked, "How did this happen Harry?"

It was very visible to see that Harry was struggling with his emotions but decided to get it over with now than deal with it later. "My uncle beat me during the summer and kept punching my eyes. I think he destroyed the retina but I'm not really sure."

A silence ensued as each were deep in their own thoughts.

Tentatively, Harry said, "Sir, I didn't have a chance to go to Diagon Alley to get my books."

Dumbledore replied, "Have no worries, when you wake up tomorrow, your supplies and whatever is necessary will be on top of your trunk."

"Thank you sir."

"Of course Harry. Back to your… disability, I have come to a solution. You will be taking extra lessons after Dinner every other night, starting not tomorrow night, but the following night to help hone in on your other senses, which will be of great value to you. Plus, I want you to learned extra spells, defenses and hexes. I hope that is alright with you, but I believe it is for the best."

"Yes sir. But can we not tell anyone? I don't want pity from anyone."

"Of course Harry, only a few will know."

"Thanks sir." Harry paused. "Who will be helping me with the extra lessons?"

"I believe I will ask Professor Snape and Professor Lupin to teach you."

Harry's stomach churned. Snape? This was going to be hell. On top of everything else, he has to have extra lessons AGAIN from Snape? Does it ever end?

Dumbledore saw the expression on Harry's face. "Don't worry, both professors will be teaching you at the same time so that you and Professor Snape will not ahh… run into difficulties."

Harry nodded.

"Well, I believe it is time for you to get some rest. You have a long day ahead of you Harry."

"Good night sir."

"Good night Harry"

"And sir? Thanks."

Dumbledore's eyes crinkled with a sparkle. "My pleasure."

A/N: next up, the first potion's class, Hermione and Ron find out, visions and.. extra lessons!

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