Wolfs bane
The boy sprinted across the expanse of greenery before him, the grass bending pleasantly under his feet. Above the orb of the full moon shone brightly, illuminating the outline of the tees toward which he was running. He knew his father had forbid him from any outings at night, but the magnetism of the gorgeous night and his familiar forest had been too much. Just as the edges of branches caressed his skin, he heard it, an ominous howling that seemed to come from all directions at once. Still being young enough to be foolhardy, he pressed onward, the forest closing around him.
Again, a terrible howl pierced the air around him, making his hair stand on end. This time however, the howl seemed to be coming from his immediate vicinity, made even more eerie by the lack of other noise within the woods. His boyish courage evaporating, he turned on his heel to flee back the way he came. His lungs burning, he dashed toward the open field, believing he would make until his world was eclipsed with pain.
He cried out as great jaws latched themselves onto his thigh, ripping into the flesh. He crumpled to the ground, feeling the heat of his own blood flowing over his skin. He rolled over, attempting to push himself off the ground. He gasped as the muzzle of a great, yellow eyed, beast was shoved into face. The wolf beats growled as it contemplated his struggles to unpin himself from its bulk. The more he struggled, the more the world about him seemed to spin causing his stomach to lurch violently. The beats blurred before him, just as the edges of his vision began to grow dim.
He was vaguely aware of his father's voice coming from somewhere in the dark, crying out his name, "Remus, Remus", then all was quiet and darkness.