AN: I am incredibly happy with all the reviews and alerts I have received.
Ellyanah: Thank you, we will see. I am pretty much making it up as I go and trying to leave as few plot holes in my wake as possible.
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dead feather: Yes, I'm trying to stay away from the typical FF characters and I really like to think Dudley is more than "Harry's abusive cousin".
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In addition, my brothers will be home (from college) until January so my chapters may be uploaded a bit less frequently.
Now, on to the story!
Blinded by the Light Chapter 3
Last time
"Shhh Harry dear, everything will be all right. Go to sleep now." she whispered
I allowed myself to be lulled by that feeling and that voice but I didn't believe the softly spoken lie. My mother was dead and nothing was ever going to be all right again.
After all, the darkness sneered, what does the light side need with a hero who can only see darkness?
Now:
The man who had been guarding Harry on Wednesday July 3 was scheduled to be a man named Mundungus "Dung" Fletcher. However, due to various mishaps that had happened while said, "guard" was "on watch", Kingsley Shacklebolt asked if he could switch shifts so that he could "eat a late dinner and avoid Molly's coddling".
The true reason of course is that Kingsley was having a bad feeling. If there was one thing he always trusted, it was his gut. It had never led him astray before and if something bad was bound to happen, there was absolutely no way he was going to leave it up to a screw-up to deal with the fallout.
Even though the Auror trusted his gut feelings, he never expected to find what he would when the large muggle boy told him something was wrong. He never expected to find the savior of the wizarding world so betrayed.
Dudley's POV
It took longer than I thought it would to find one of Harry's guards. That's right, I know he has people watching the house. I'd have to be a bloody idiot not to, that pink haired woman is constantly tripping and showing herself.
Running, I have no idea why this guy (Aklebot, Shakeholt, whatever his name is) was at the end of Privet Drive.
He has to be at least 12 feet in front of me but I can still tell he doesn't pause at the door. He slams it open runs inside and then…
"Mrs. Dursley!?" he shouts aghast.
I've finally caught up now, running into the kitchen only to find myself …seeing things. I must be if Harry is on the ground with stab wounds, his eyes sliced and bleeding, practically unconscious. This has to be a dream! My mum…she's never been kind to Harry but this…this is…there's nothing to describe this.
The look in her eyes…
She charges towards the man I brought, and then, suddenly, she is down. Her eyes are wide open, frenzied, but they do not move.
What has she done?
The man gives Harry a long glance. His eyes rove over the pale form, he takes out his wand. A jet of pale green light careens to my cousin and I remember him screaming about green light. I remember all the nightmares he had about "green death".
What have I done? I brought this man here only to have him kill the person I finally tried to save? What have I done?
Harry's still breathing. Thank God! I did the right thing!
What's going to happen to me now? They can't leave Harry or me with mum and dad. They can't send us to Aunt Marge…
"Boy, you have a choice to make. You can stay here with your father or you can come with Harry and me to the wizarding world. Either way you will never see your mother again. I'm an Auror, a bit like your version of the police, and your mum clearly is an unfit guardian," The man said. He had this look on his face like I was…
Like I wasn't my mum. He looked at me like no matter what she or my dad did; I would always be my own person. I would always be free to make my own decisions.
It's time for me to make my own decisions. It's time for me to get away from the prejudices my parents have instilled in me and learn about the things I've always wished I was a part of. It's time for me…
"I'll come with you sir," I whispered.
The man gathered Harry and my mum in his arms, closed his eyes, and we were gone. The only evidence of the atrocities committed in number 4, was a tape left on the counter, and the bloody knife on the floor.
Two Days Later
"We've done all we can for Mr. Potter but I'm afraid there is nothing we can do about the loss of his eyesight. The best we can hope for is that he will adapt easily and be able to live his life with relatively few modifications," proclaimed Healer Peverell.
At this announcement, Bumble…err Dumbledores' eyes lost their telltale twinkle, Molly Weaslys' own eyes filled with tears, and Kinglsley Shaklebolt allowed himself to feel for the first time in years.
"The war is lost' he thought, 'but perhaps there is still hope for the future"….