Harry Potter 50 Years Later: Torment

50 years after Voldemort dies: A raven haired boy, battered and bruised foreign to love, native to being used Life is not worth it is what he believed Everyone he knows is dead, nobody grieved A letter comes, a light is what he sees But never again will this boy feel at peace His head drowned and flogged with the howl of screams For those he killed, stalk him in his dreams.