If our experiment worked, I might see again, and that was in a lot of ways, as terrifying as it was exciting. To see again would open a new, foreign, and completely different world than the one I was used to. Because I had been born blind I had no real comprehension of color or shapes, I didn’t know how to read or write the way seeing people did, and I had the feeling I would be lost for a very long time while I tried to figure it all out. On the other hand, I would get to see what my loved ones looked like, what I looked like. I would be able to do all the little things that right now required help, like dressing, eating, or walking in unfamiliar places. It would afford me a freedom I had never known before. “Aurora, are you okay?” Draco asked. I shook off my musings and nodded. “I’m fine.” I heard him thank the lab assistant and then the door squeaked closed so I knew we were alone again. “Are we ready now?” He took my hand in his, rubbing his finger over the palm slowly, comfortingly.
