The first war is about Voldy's first attack, seen through Remus's eyes. I'm not quite sure what it would be classified as. A summary maybe?


Battle after battle we faught,

we where always the strongest,

the smartest and most resorceful,

but we met our match,

hiding is what we took too,

i shouldn't have been so persuasive,

if only i know the danger,

he wanted to fight, but i told him to stay,

as we faught for their lives,

it had become a one sided battle,

evil was winning,

the dread of a worm had been fufilled,

he had wriggled from between our defence,

the evil now knew more then ever,

i should've stopped him,

been a reminder that he was still our friend,

but wouldn't have listened,

he had always been determaned to do his own fighting,

as evil closed in he was sent away,

they called him a killer, a wicked man,

my heart was crying,

how could he?

now they where both gone,

we continued to protect the others,

they where just as grim,

im sure they could see it comming,

but they stayed optomistic,

i wasn't there that night,

i was mourning,

as soon as i saw that silver glow of a stag i ran,

that house was my destination,

the scene was terifying,

blood, tears, bodys, light,

i was the first there,

i saw him lying there,

the stag had lead me,

it's body now shimmered and disapeared in the moonlight,

a baby was crying above me,

my heart was caught in my throat,

he was alive?

my mind had froze but my body continued to carry me along,

it stopped at the door,

she was lying on the floor too,

but how? why? why did it have to be them?

the babys crys softened as he eyed me,

he knew me, i'd visited quite a bit,

i nursed him in my arms,

i felt the same pain for him as i often felt for myself,

the rest of the night was long and dark,

as day broke i was back in the orders headquarters,

the sound of the baby was gone,

i knew i wouldn't see him again,

and felt it might be better that way...