Everything seemed fine at first. Harry looked around at everyone doused in shadows gazing towards the sky, proving his earlier thoughts about it being over, incorrect. Then he decided to see the eclipse for himself, and could he just say that the solar eclipse in complete totality was: "Beautiful..."

Then things started not making sense, like how Harry felt as though he was flying when he was positive he could still feel the ground under his shoes. Or how, even though he couldn't see it, his eyes changed as a whiteish hue took the place his pupils once were, and they expanded, somehow pushing the emerald green to the edge of his eyes, where it was barely visible in a thin ring. Then, he turned his head to face something or someone with eyes in a similar fashion, but he couldn't tell who or what it was, he only saw their eyes.

That's when his vision went dark, but Harry knew he was still awake. He could feel himself walking back towards the castle to go back inside. Once he was through the door, he slowly starting to run, but he noticed that his footsteps weren't alone.

Another door was opened, but he had taken too many turns, and gone up too many stairs, to decipher which door, out of the hundreds at Hogwarts, it was. He wasn't sure what happened next, for his senses kept going in and out of focus, his vision never fully returning. All he knew was that he felt amazing; as if he was on top of the world. He was more on tone with himself than he ever thought he could ever be.

Then, everything stopped and he fell into a peaceful sleep; however, he was not alone, nor could he ever be truly alone again...