A lone cub

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

They had gotten sick of him. Utterly sick, Sick of seeing his face everyday and of having to punish him for his seeming (to them) offences. Uncle Vernon grabbed Harry by the hair and dragged him out to the car, yelling curse words. He muttered incomprehensibly as he drove out to the countryside near a forest a good fifty miles away, then let Harry out and drove back home.

The leaves scream with silence

and I am alone

Harry, only four years old, didn't understand what he had done to deserve this kind of punishment.

My hands reach out but fail to grasp

Harry wandered around the woods, clutching his ridiculously oversized sweatshirt to him. He saw something on a tree, a mark carved into it. There were people somewhere around here.

the last link with sanity

Night was falling now, as Harry decided to go to sleep for the night. The glossy full moon rose above the clouds and Harry heard a wolf howl. Something crunched right next to him. Harry looked up, and looked around, nothing.

The waves of bewilderment flow over me
and I am lost.

My ears re-echo the silence
and I am deaf

He curled up into a ball and hoped someone would rescue him.

My mind probes the vacant past
but the past is lost

Another wolf howled, and Harry began to cry, fearing that he would be eaten by wolves.

The waves of emotion flow over me
and I am silent
My eyes gaze upon emptiness
and I am blind

Something was definitely walking towards him now, maybe a person? Harry looked up and tried to scream.

My lips move in trembling speech
but no sound comes forth.

His feet were too tired to run as he silently gazed at the nine-foot tall wolf-like thing. It walked on two legs.

The waves of desire flow over me
and I am afraid.

The wolf gazed back, its eyes like stormy clouds; it sniffed his scent and came a step forward. Harry moved a step back. The wolf moved back again, cocking its head. Suddenly it lunged after Harry, grabbing his arm with its sharp teeth, piercing the skin. Harry let out a strangled cry as blood poured from the wound. The wolf dragged him away.