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~The Golden Trio~

000 Alisa 000

Even with my Ghost Sight, Gringotts was a thing to behold. Large and intimidating compared to the slightly run-down feel of some of the shops at Diagon Alley.

I felt slightly self-conscious. Some people were sneaking glances at me, some were visibly staring.

Why? Because I had a black bandanna tied around my eyes.

It all started a few days ago, the first time I stepped on the earthen plane in the last three years.

000 Flashback 000

Lady Hecate stretched out her arm, beckoning me to grab onto her.

I gripped her arm tightly, excited. I was finally getting out of this hell hole.

Lady Hecate suddenly flashed out of Tartarus, it felt like falling off an airplane going a hundred miles an hour. It probably lasted a second or two, but it felt longer.

A bright light penetrated my eyes. My eyes were burning, it felt like they were coated in fire. All I could do was scream.

A moment later, I'm not sure how long. Hecate said it only lasted a few seconds. It felt like a few days.

A cold cloth was tied around my head, covering my eyes.

Instantly, the burning went away.

"What... what happened?" I asked.

Hecate answered, "It seems like living in darkness, especially Kronos' tainted darkness, has permanently affected your eyesight."

I couldn't believe it, I had to ask, "So... I'm blind?"

"Well," she replied, "Not entirely, you could use your... what do you call it? Ah, Ghost Sight."

It didn't matter. I'm permanently blind. I could never see colors again. My world will always be black-and-white.

000 End Flashback 000

I sighed. People were still staring.

I purposefully strode into Gringotts. Thankfully, Hecate taught me about the magical world. At least I knew it would offend the goblins if I thought they were little men.

I stood in front of the... er... Head Goblin? It was the guy farthest from the door.

I coughed lightly, "Um.. I want to open Vault..." I trailed off, racking my mind for the Vault number, "er... Vault 428."

His eyebrow raised, "Key...?" he said in a monotonous voice.

"Here." I handed him a small gold key Hecate gave me.

"Ah. The Lady has given this to you?" he asked, it was probably rhetorical since he didn't wait for an answer. "Follow me."

I followed the goblin into a cart.

Holy cow. Is that safe? was my first thought.

I climbed on and the cart zoomed along a rail, passing hundreds of vaults and caves.

Finally, it slowed to a large vault.

"Vault 428..."

The goblin motioned for me to step out with him. He inserted the key to an invisible keyhole and the door's mechanism started to work, clicks and pings echoed through the empty cave.

Whoa, Kale would totally love this. I thought unconsciously. You're probably wondering how I remembered him. Since Dad died, memories from those.. forgotten times came back eventually.

The vault finally opened, revealing a small mountain of coins in the middle.

I opened my enchanted pack. It was a backpack enchanted to hold more than it was supposed to. I randomly put in some galleons, when it felt like it would do. I turned around and asked the goblin to take me back up.

After exiting Gringotts, I bought a bunch of other Hogwarts-required things, going through a list in my head.

Cauldron...

Books...

Owl...

Robes...

Dress Robes...

Suddenly, I bumped into a guy with glasses and... is that a lightning scar? I went through my memories. Pretty sure Hecate said something about a lightning-scar boy.

Oh, right. Harry Potter. Chosen One and all that. He had something to do with my quest...

"ello... Hello?" a worried voice floated out, breaking my thoughts, "Hello? You okay there?"

"Bad luck, mate." another voice said, "You injured a bloody blind girl."

I shook my head, "Ummm..." I aid blankly.

A girl with bushy hair reached down, "Oh, have some tact, Ron." Yeah, that guy needed tact. "You okay there?"

I pushed away her hand and got up myself, "Um, no worries. I'm fine, just surprised."

"Hey, you American?" the tactless dude, Ron was it? said. "You have a funny accent."

"Well," I snapped, "You have a funny face."

"Oh yeah?" Ron snapped back, "How could you see it?"

"Well, even a blind person can feel how damn ugly you are!" I retorted.

"Hey, hey." I think it was Harry, "Haven't we had enough fighting?"

"Sorry." Ron and I said simultaneously, which caused him to glare at me. I couldn't glare back. Blind, remember?

"I'm Harry, that's Ron, that's Hermione, and this is Ginny. What's your name?" Harry said, pointing to each person and then putting his arm around a girl younger than the three of them. She resembled Ron even without colors. He stretched out his hand.

"I'm Alisa McKenzie. The blind American exchange student." I said, taking his hand. "You really should teach your brother some tact." I said to his companion.

She looked at me with a confused face, "How could you know where I am and who my brother is, you're blind right? Er, sorry." She quickly said.

"No worries, but explaining would take forever." I replied.

"Wanna come with us?" Ginny said, "I need someone other than Hermione to teach my brother some tact."

"Hey, I have tact!" Ron complained.

I grinned, "Sure."

It was nice talking to an actual person again.

A/N: Nothing really exiting happens here... I promise I'll try and make it up to ya'll in the next chapter! ~Nyx