The boy backed up to the wall as the tall hairy man with long fangs came towards him. The man leaped at the boy, but the boy leapt away just in time. He turned around to see that the man had crashed into the wall, got up, and was now rubbing his head, but he still came towards the boy, hatred burning in his eyes.
"Let's see what your dear parents say about werewolves once I'm done with you." He lunged, ripping the boy's shirt. Blood poured through the wounds that the man's claws had made when he lunged. Then, he lunged again, catching the boy's neck and sinking his yellow fangs into the boy's neck. The boy wriggled and screamed. Older wizards came out and found the werewolf standing over the bloody, screaming boy's body. The wizards ran over and threw spells at the man, who just smiled at them and dissolved into black mist.
"Someone get this boy a healer!" yelled a man with dark purple robes. A man in dark green robes came out and ran into the alley. He lifted the boy up and whispered into the boy's ear.
"It's okay son, it's okay, Remus."