Dementor Poem

by frodothejedi

A poem from the POV of a dementor, and Harry as he's attacked by one. Inspired by my friend and a former English teacher who said Emily Dickinson wrote dementor poetry, which is not true. THIS is a dementor poem.

Dementor Poem

By frodothejedi

Dementor

I see you standing there

Annoyingly happy and carefree

I will feed off your happiness

Until you are as close to despair as those in Azkaban.

You will become an empty shell.

Souless.

Heartless.

Incapable of recalling those memories that sustain you

That cause your happiness.

With nothing to live for.

And

Make

You

Want

To

Die.

I am the absence of hope.

Harry

Cold. So cold.

Is the world deprived of warmth?

Freezing. Want it to stop.

The happiness has left the world.

Stop it. Make it stop.

Screaming.

Screaming.

Cold.

Despair.

What is this?

What has happened?

One word.

Dementors.