Harry did not only lose his family the night Voldemort came for him. He did not only lose the life he should have had. He also lost his sight. The last thing the boy can ever remember seeing is a green flash of light flying towards him. He will never forget that color, the same color as his mother’s eyes.
Harry’s life did not become any easier as his relatives still expected him to do work. So what was a malnourished blind kid to do, adapt of course. Harry’s body released a small amount of magic allowing him to “see” his surroundings. This was very useful when his cousin and friends would try to sneak up behind him to mess with him. Eventually, he started to see light or an energy inside of people animals, and even plants. At first, he was not sure what this was. He even saw the light inside of his relatives, though it looked unused if that made anysense. Everybody’s light was unique, and looked slightly different. Harry often wondered what his light looked like.
A little after this, a man, a very large man, with a large light, took Harry away from his relatives. This man, the boy’s first friend took him to a world filled with light. Years past and the boy made other friends, other people with large amounts of light. The boy had encountered many things, a professor with two lights, a monstrous light twisted by time, the light of a kind man twisted by the light from the moon. The boy had “seen” many things but he was not prepared to “see” her.
Harry was standing outside along with his friends, they were to present a good first impression of Hogwarts. He turned along with a few others as he felt a disturbance in the lake, the water broke as a massive ship, suffused with light erupted towards the surface. Harry took a second to marvel at it as the Durmstrang commission walked off and the headmasters switched pleasantries. Harry sensed it before anyone saw the carriage, pointing and calling out in its direction. Ironically everyone turned to where the blind kid was pointing.
Harry was absently “looking” at all of the students as they disembarked, some of them had potential but not too many, and then he “saw her”. Her light was different from everyone else's. Where the light of others tended to stay near them and in the center of their bodies, hers spread out twisting around everyone. It also looked like it was being held back. Like a caged animal it wanted to fly. The color was an ethereal silver. It could be sharp and hard against its enemies but comforting towards those it cared about. To Harry, it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.