Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

A/N- The style of piece might seem a little funny, but it's meant to be that way. I had some really lovely formatting on this, when I did it in Word, but it didn't transfer well to fanfiction. So you'll have to make do with it as it is, even though I felt that the formatting added to the piece nicely.

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Anything At All

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I hear the drip, drip, drip of water somewhere deep within the dark tunnels of this dark prison. Prison, prison, prison, prison, prison. I am imprisoned in a prison where no prison-guard can find me, and who I was and all my dreams are hidden in the dark.

I count the drops of water as they fall into nowhere, and it is the only activity that keeps me sane. Sane...

One.
Two.
Three.
Ten.
One hundred and eighty.
Three thousand and four.

I try to look into the darkness, but I cannot see. I cannot see my hand in front of my face. I cannot see the strands of hair that hang before my eyes, though I remember that, when things were real, those strands of hair were blond. I cannot see my feet when I look down to try to find them. I cannot see the walls around me. Some of the time, I wonder if there are walls at all. Most of the time, I wonder if there is anything anywhere at all. Anything at all. At all.

Nothing at all.

There is only me, myself, and I, I who cannot even remember my own name, so even my own existence is uncertain. But with only me to decide what is real, it does not matter what the truth is. Truth. The truth is what I say it is. I say that there is nothing, and so there are no things.

No moon, no stars. No smiles, no tears. No sun, no wind, no rain. No father, no mother, no child, no lover. No life, no death, and no white-masked demons who feed on it. No, no nothing. Nothing. At all. Only dark and drip.

Three thousand and twelve.
Three thousand and thirteen.
Three thousand and fourteen.
Three thousand and-

No.

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