Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling and never will be, much to my dismay.
Lament of Innocence
A lone child walked through the ashes that once composed his house. He crouched and sifted the ash with is hand. He was a smart boy, he knew his mom and dad were not coming back but he just could not understand why. He felt a few of his tears fall to the ground and he angrily rubbed at his eyes. He stood up again and walked towards the gate. To leave and find where he would go.
He knew there was an orphanage nearby and he knew for certain there were kind people there. He had heard horror stories from his friends at school about abusive caretakers and meager portions of food but he knew this place was a good place for him. His heart set he strolled towards the building, located two blocks away. He never even heard the sound of flame rushing or the beautiful song that floated on the wind. The phoenix behind him, borne of pain and loss flew away not having noticed the human that had called it.
End Prologue