Blindness Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He had transformed into a mighteous beast as he stared at Summer whose eyes now took the shade of two colors. One green and one red. "She has the eyes of her father and mother, she's sure an abomination." Voldemort thought to himself and charged speedly towards the abomination when all a sudden, a strong light appeared from nowhere, blinding his eyes and the eyes of the others as a teenager came out of the portal, he was the same age as Damon and Dorian. But he was black! "It's okay Amber." He softly said and chanted some inaudible spells which blinded the eyes of Voldemort and when he regained his sight they were gone.

Not only that, but blood was also constantly pouring out of her mouth, and she did not seem to care. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the girl with the neat fringe tried her best to straighten her back, and she turned to face Harper. Harper had a bad feeling when he realized that the girl did not open her eyes even after some time, and he asked, "How are your eyes?" "They're blind," the girl replied calmly, "I didn't expect that Heavenly Stars Sect's disciple actually mastered a magic technique. Come to think of it, I've never heard anyone mention it before. It's rather strange…"

However as I adjusted to the blindness I saw images almost as though a hallucination or dream was occurring. Before my eyes a younger Bram and Bella were embracing in front of me. He was in a white shirt and she in a peach ballgown, he was pressing a large shining knife into her hands and pointing to a far off piece of the room. She scampered off holding the knife and my vision ended just as violently as it started, in blinding lights.

I smirked after my words. "What do you mean by she is blind?" He widened his eyes as if stimulated. "The man you kidnapped you pierced his nails into her eyes and she lost her sight and another thing She is poisoned" "You are crazy, you are lying to me" He yelled hysterically. "I don't know what Regina saw in you to make you the closest person to her but seriously you don't have a strong mentality" I looked at him with contempt. He calmed down and was no longer as crazy as he looked when he first saw me.

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

Finally, blinding light flashes out of Maeve’s body, blasting the darkness that took over the room, returning it to it’s normal bright state and as quickly as the wind began, it dissipates. Maeve looks down and I watch as Xander coughs. Maeve helps him to sit up and he looks at me, since I’m in his direct line of sight. “What happened?” he asks. “Bro, you just missed some serious Harry Potter shit.” I take a step toward him and then rush to catch Maeve as she passes out.

I folded, coughing so hard my stomach cramped. Someone grabbed my face and I flinched violently, the world tilting as I was forced upright and the blindfold ripped off. Light burned my eyes and I winced, blinking hard through the blur. Everything doubled. My vision was shit without glasses—smears of shadows and color. But one thing stood out. A man. Massive. Buzzed hair. Covered in ink. Crouching low in front of me, studying me like I was meat on a slab. His fingers dug into my chin and tilted my head to the side.

he said to me with his gaze filled with worry. "Yes, I will, I promise," I rushed out as I scanned the menu I knew all too well. "Okay, fine. The food should be ready soon," he informed me as he looked around the place. I wonder what he could see. I mean, obviously he could see auras now but did that mean that he could see faint objects or outlines of things? What would it be like if one was blind? What if I was blind? “What is it like being blind?" The words tumbled out of my mouth without permission and I quickly slapped a hand around my mouth while feeling guilty for even saying it.

The hooves of our horses awaken some of the people of my pack, causing them to peek out their windows and doors to see what the commotion is about. Before long, we reach the courtyard of the palace and begin to dismount. After a quick debriefing, I release the men to go home to get some rest. Turning, I focus on the woman at my side and find myself floored. Her hood has fallen back to reveal raven hair, the light of dawn causes rainbows to shimmer in the long strands. Her beauty takes my breath away, but that isn’t what truly floors me. Her eyes, her eyes are a dull shadow violet. She’s blind.

The warmth was now on the edge of his hands, almost burning him. Unexpectedly Lady Magda's shadows rolled out and covered the entire cavern, it lurked halfway across his body but avoiding his hands, Harry's eyes adjusted enough to see where she was. When his eyes affirmed what his brain would not, he felt confused for a second but this time he felt his resentment rise and ready to compete. "Enough" She shouted, an apparent sneer was visible on her lips, a red haze of fury, fuelled by a terrible hostility, then followed by smothering Harry with her shadows.