A/N: Written for The If You Dare Challenge DARK level, prompt 30: a full moon.
I'll write a sequel for this. Remus after his first transformation I think. Or somewhere thereabouts. Who knows; it's good stuff to expand upon too. ^^
Little Moon
It was a pretty thing
and round. He couldn't forget round.
Not quite round actually
but it would be.
In a couple of days probably.
One, maybe two.
He didn't see why his parents seemed so scared.
It would light up the sky;
it always did, far better than the stars,
those tiny little things
that were more pricks on a map
for bearing than a lamp in the black
So how could one fear the herald of the sun
in the otherwise dark night?