When the Moon Shimmers

by You can call me Jenny

But of course. It had to happen. She should've known this all along. She should've known that he will, certainly become a deatheater one day. But it was too late now. She had deeply fallen in love with him and now, everything was out of her control.

1. Chapter 1

When the Moon Shimmers

Just like any girl, I used to dream a lot when I was young. Me & my sister, we used to dream together. But our dreams were always so different. She dreamt of being famous, popular, sought-after, whereas I dreamt of being beautiful, the most intelligent, & of a prince.

Even though the idea sounds so absurd now, but to me then (at 7) the idea of a handsome prince coming & taking me away on a flying carpet seemed wonderful. I always imagined a handsome prince coming for me, asking for my hand, & then, me & him flying away together. I never imagined anything after that, no marriage, no kisses, no children, no big happy family, nothing. I never thought beyond that. Though I was elder, my younger sister used to advise me 'These dreams are not dreams Jenny, they are just fantasy, and they won't ever come true!' To which I always used to retort 'Dreams are supposed to be fantasy, and never be true!'

'They do come true!'

'They do not!'

'Yes, they do!'

'Oh really? Tell me, which dream of yours has ever come true?'

At this, Gwen would always lower her voice 'I have only one dream, and you wait and watch, it will come true!'

Little Gwen was always right, dreams do come true, but only dreams, never fantasy. Though she was younger than me, she learnt this quite fast and dreamt a dream that could come true, whereas I nurtured a dream was bound to be shattered…………..