Ch 2
As he fumbled with the hairpin, he could feel his heart beating faster and faster, knowing that if he didn't manage to unlock the compartment, he would be trapped there for hours on end. With one final twist, the lock clicked open and he breathed a sigh of relief. In the dim light of the cabin, he searched for any scraps of food that his uncle and aunt may have left behind, his stomach grumbling with hunger. Finally, he found a few dry crumbs and a half-eaten apple, which he quickly devoured head back into his cabinet and fell asleep.
The next morning ordered by his relatives to bring more food, he stepped outside of the cabin making his journey to the village finally into the fresh winter air, feeling a sense of freedom wash over him. The snow-covered forest was a breathtaking sight, with every tree and bush coated in a layer of fluffy white snow. As he walked deeper into the forest, he noticed how the snow muffled every sound, making him feel as though he was the only person in the world.
Suddenly, he spotted a beautiful rose peeking out from under a layer of snow, Harry smiled seeing the beautiful flower blossomed and surviving during the brutal cold, he soon stood up and gently pulled the flower from the frozen earth. Harry smiling he rested the rose close to his chest hoping it'll never die. He remembered his mother telling him a story about a rose she had seen in the frost season out in the garden. She had reached out to grab the alive rose from the frozen earth but pricked her finger, letting the little drops of red blood fall onto the white earth seeing the blood moistened on the snow beautifully. She had then made a wish for a child with pale skin, hair black as ebony, and beauty as beautiful as the rose. And she soon gave birth to him as the symbol of beauty itself of the rose as her and his father's love for one another.
Harry wiped a tear remembering his dear father and mother and carefully stroked the rose's petals.
After his mother was accused of being a witch and his father was hanged along with her the young boy had no choice but to live a life of unlove and abuse by his uncle and aunt, he wished he would've joined his mother and father and finally be free from the abuse and his prison of the cabinet.
The boy wiped another drop of tears with his red cloak. He then heard sounds of growls coming from behind with sounds of snarling snickering, and the boy turned his head seeing the wolf he helped with its gunshot would. Harry slowly stood on his feet seeing the wound that looked as if it was bleeding but it slowly stopped and he smiled laying his eyes on the burning flames of the onyx wolf which had its eyes wide at the boy with its smile wide as well that could make any human or creature frightened, all but one.
"You are here", Harry said.
The wolf snarled hungrily and slowly walked toward the boy slowly opening its mouth and drooling with eyes dilated intimidatingly as it snickered at Harry. "You are here as well, human...and all alone as well. Just as I thought, human", the wolf growled.
Harry remained standing still watching the wolf slowly walk around him circling him as a vulture circling its prey ready to attack and kill its victim. Harry remained silent and stone-stiff just staring at the wolf patiently seeing its healing wound. "Do you know what I am, little human?" The wolf asked with a snickering growl.
"But of course", Harry replied politely with calmness.
The wolf makes a cheerful and insane snarl, "Do you know what I eat?"
"But of course. It is me that you seek to satisfy your hunger", Harry replied with politeness and no fear in his voice and the wolf growled dripping its drool as it snickered and eyes dilated at him wanting to see fear in his eyes.
"Correct, little human. And you do look delicious for me to kill you", the wolf said evilly.
Harry remained silent and still watching the wolf continue circling him and then stopped standing behind him making Harry hear its loud growls entering his ears and heart hammering at such an accelerating rate already seeing the wolf slowly open its mouth wide showing its sharp fangs ready to take his life. "Are you going to eat me now? If you are going to eat me, I'll show no action of hesitation or running away from you", Harry calmly said closing his eyes ready to meet his fate at long last.
The wolf stopped his movements to eat the boy, closed its mouth stared at the red cloak, and circled the boy watching his eyes close as a surrender and he was smiling.
The wolf dilated its eyes only this time of shock and confusion with this human. For the first time in his whole life of killing humans, this one deliberately surrendered himself to want to be eaten by him. He never had a human-like this one before. He watched the boy's pale skin and raven-black hair not sure what he was feeling about this strange human.
The wolf snarled again with anger and the boy opened his eyes seeing the burning crimson eyes staring at him. Harry smiled and the wolf growled even louder with anger. "Stop your incessant smiling, human, or I will eat you", the human's smile was somehow disturbing him.
Harry makes a wider smile waiting for his fate to happen. "I am ready to be eaten. I have been wishing for something like this to happen for a long time, I assure you that I won't cause any trouble or resist you. I am surrounding myself to you for you to feed on and it is the more I can do for you as nursing your injury", Harry gently said seeing the healing wound.
The wolf snarls at him angrily. He wanted to die. He sounded like he didn't wish to live, for the first time he had found a very unusual human that didn't want to live but to die. This is a very strangest human he has ever encountered, even when the human helped him. "You want me to kill you, human? Want me to rip you apart, piece by piece...while you are alive? Making you scream in pain as I rip your limbs off, and rip your innards out having you die a very slowly and painfully death, human? Is that what you truly wish, human?" The wolf asked with a toothy twisted smile and eyes widely at Harry, trying to make him afraid or run or scream. Just trying to make him afraid.
Harry makes a small smile, inhales deeply, and nods again. "If it will let me be in peace, then yes, please I am ready for your fangs to drive in me and let me be in peace", Harry said and the wolf stared at him with his smile turned to an open mouth of shock hearing the human's words.
The wolf makes a snickering snarl with its mouth slowly turning into a smile and its eyes back widely staring at its prey ready to strike Harry makes a big smile of contentment and closes his eyes waiting and hoping for his death to arrive, he hears the wolf snarled hungrily and sounded it attacked something, but it wasn't him. Harry turned seeing the wolf eating a dead deer behind him. The deer must've come out of the snowy brush and the wolf attacked it...but to his disappointment, it didn't attack or kill him.
He watched the wolf eating the deer in such a feral menacing manner making loud and intimidating snarls, waiting and hoping that there was room for him in the wolf's jaws. He sees the wolf slowly turning around and facing him with its snout covered in blood licking its lips having a mingle of blood and drool as it smiles widely at him.
"Are you going to eat me?" Harry asked.
The wolf lurked slowly to the boy with a smile and growl. "I am not sure what to do with you, boy, but...I am not going to eat you right now", the wolf answered and he could see a frown on the human's face and eyes.
"Don't worry, I will eat you...eventually. But right now I have found something better to eat, so it is best to leave me or I will change my mind and eat you", the wolf threatened creepily, it slowly circled Harry again only this time it was slower, walked back to the dead deer, and dragged it away leaving Harry alone.
Once the wolf disappeared Harry sighed and sat on the snow his long red cloak shielding him from the bitter cold as he waited for the wolf to hopefully return.
He makes it to the village, Harry waits and the wolf never comes back, as he walks through the village, he uses some of the money to buy food for himself if he can hide them from his uncle and aunt...the money he stole from his uncle and the money his aunt gave him to buy supplies for the winter. He learned over the years to use thievery to fill his endless hungry stomach, after buying a roll of bread he sighed beginning his journey home.
"Potter!"
Harry turned and smiled at the priest of the church Dumbledore who walked to him. "You have everything you need, boy for the rest of the winter? The winter season is both long and unforgiving", he wisely spoke and Harry made a nod.
"Yes, sir", he answered kindly at the gentle priest.
"You all right, Harry? You look as if you haven't eaten in a while, lad", Dumbledore said in a worried tone and the boy made a lying nod and smile.
"Y-Y-Yes, sir, I am fine", Harry lied and made his way out of the village. Dumbledore gently takes his hand in his.
"Harry...I don't think you should go on your own. The walk through the forest...the creatures...the Riddle Beast...it is not safe for you...to..."
Harry makes a reassuring smile not telling him, "Do not worry, Dumbledore, I will be fine"
The priest frowned in concern.
"Promise"
Dumbledore nodded with a sigh. "Just don't speak to strangers", he said sternly as a father would sound. "And do be careful out there, son", he said and the boy nodded and began his journey leaving the village the guards quickly closed the gate in fear. As the priest exhaled watching the guards begin to close the gate he spotted the hunter with his rifle behind his back coming towards him and soon stood face to face.
"Well?" He asked.
Severus shook his head. "I shot the creature but it got away", he answered then turned to where Harry left. He was once in love with the boy's mother but his bastard father stole her from him and he envied him so dearly. "You think he'll be all right?"
"I hope so", Dumbledore answered.
Harry made his way to the gate and then stopped with a smile at his two one and only friends he had known his whole life. "Hi, Hermione! Hi, Ron!" He said and they make their way to him with smiles on their faces.
"Hi, Harry!" Hermione greeted.
"Hi, Harry!" Ron greeted as well with a grin.
"You are on your way back to the cabin already?" Hermione asked sadly with a small smile. She and Ron have been his only friends with whom he shared his secrets, past, and tragedies as they shared their own.
Harry made a deep sigh and nodded holding the basket tight. "I'm afraid so", he answered with a small smile.
Ron stared at the closing entrance and back at his friend and smiling he pulled Harry's red hood over his face covering his eyes and making him chuckle. "Ron!" Harry laughed.
"Just be safe out there, Harry"
Harry made a big smile and nodded. "I will, after all, I don't want to have to smell you washing your Great Aunt Tessie's clothing...and I think I can still smell the smell", he said with a smile Hermione giggled, and Ron huffed at him, then sniffed his clothing with a groan, "Bloody hell"