A/N This is my first time writing fanfiction so I hope you enjoy. The first chapter was quite short but I will try and make them longer as I go on. Big thanks to everyone who has either followed or favourited my story
Chapter 2
Harry Potter lived a normal life. Well, as normal a life he could have considering, well, everything. He had his Aunt Petunia, whom when Harry was 7 he had come to the conclusion that she was basically his mum. Then there was his Uncle Vernon, who Harry liked. Uncle Vernon was always taking him and Dudley to his shooting club where they could practice using a gun. He never got anywhere close to the target but it was still fun. Harry was a very happy boy. But one thing always plagued him. One thing always held him back from being normal. Harry was blind; he could not see. Some of the boys in his class would always tease him, holding up their fingers saying in a patronizing voice "How many fingers am I holding up Harry". He was fine though because Dudley always stuck up for him, punching the boys until they apologized.
Harry and Aunt Petunia were weaving seamlessly around the kitchen, making breakfast. Cooking was one of the things Harry loved most. He thought of it as if it were an art. Aunt Petunia shared this view bringing them closer together. "Go and call the boys down please dear" Aunt Petunia asked. "Okay" was Harry's reply. He walked cautiously out of the kitchen, his white cane scouting ahead for him. It had taken Aunt Petunia a long time to make Harry use the white cane the doctors gave to him, but once Harry had walked into a doorframe enough times he had finally given in and began to use the cane. He was astonished at how much it helped him. It was not unusual for a blind person to want to be independent and Harry was no different.
Harry knocked on Dudley's door twice."Hey Dudley, come on down, it's my birthday." It took Dudley less than 3 seconds to be out of bed and at the door. "Oh yeh, Happy Birthday Harry, my present is downstairs."Dudley replied. He then bounded down the stairs, making them shake dangerously as Harry smiled fondly. He then quickly knocked on Uncle Vernon's door and then began to make his way downstairs. However, you could see the nervous energy flooding of Harry in waves. Aunt Petunia had told Harry all about Hogwarts and Magic. At first Harry hadn't believed her but it only took a few minutes to persuade him considering all the odd things that had happened to him.
The most prominent one still stood out in his mind today. It had been Dudley's birthday and they were going to the zoo. The first place that he dragged them all to was the new reptile house. In the first habitat Dudley told Harry there was a marvelous Boa Constrictor, Aunt Petunia described its scales gleaming in the light that filtered in. Harry ran to it and then sank to the floor, gazing at it trying to gauge where in the cage it was. "Whoa, you sound beautiful", Harry thought to himself. After gazing at it for a few more seconds he forced himself to slowly stand up. Just as he was about to walk away, a low hissing almost shocked him out of his mind."Why thanksss Missster Potter" came the reply of the beautiful reptile. Before Harry had a chance to speak to it, Dudley had run over. He had pushed Harry aside so that he fell to the floor. Harry knew Dudley didn't mean it and would apologize later but he couldn't help feeling angry. He focused what he thought was a beam of energy and directed to the glass, willing it to disappear. And it did. But Dudley who had been leaning heavily on the glass also disappeared. Only to be seen a few seconds later, sopping wet as he fallen into the water within the reptiles enclosure.
Harry shivered just thinking about it; that hadn't been a very pleasant day. Redirecting his mind to more positive thoughts he once again felt a rush of energy through his spine. According to his Aunt Petunia he would be getting his Hogwarts letter today. She had promised him that they would be making the trip to Diagon Alley the very next day. Filled with enthusiasm again Harry made his way to the door to collect the post. Being unable to differentiate between the envelopes Harry handed the letters to his Aunt for confirmation.
Aunt Petunia had a wistful look on her face as she gazed at the letter. She quickly snapped out of it and read the letter.
Dear Mr. Potter
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find an enclosed list of all necessary books and equipments.
Term begins on the 1st of September. We await your owl by no later than 30st August.
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress.
Relief flooded Harry's features as he hugged his Aunt."Do you think the textbooks will come in Braille?" Harry asked curiously."From what I gathered at Diagon Alley, it doesn't seem as if the wizarding world cater to people with disabilities."Aunt Petunia replied. The slight disappointment left Harry's features as he let his mind wander back to Hogwarts. He carried on eating his toast, a dreamy look in his eye, as he contemplated the 1st of September. "Wake up Harry, it's time to open your presents." Aunt Petunia said. Harry, slowly stood up excitement bubbling in his stomach in anticipation of the day to come.