A/N:

Hey you guys, this is a very short prologue that I struggled very hard with. I started writing this when I was about 13, and I'm 17 now so I'm trying to rewrite these to be hopefully better. The original has the same title and is on here somewhere under a difference account so no I did not steal it. I hope you enjoy, PLEASE tell me what you think!

Disclaimer: I do not own HP

The Moon of Summer Love

Prologue

Once a night every month I turn into something everybody is afraid of, a monster. I am the monster in scary stories that terrified children are told. I uncontrollably attack everything in sight. I have the desire to hurt, even kill. The desire is so strong it sinks to my bones, and I try to calm myself. My real self, the person I wish I could always be. Alas, I cannot always be that person. I unwillingly must be the thing that people only whisper about, werewolf.

The night of this full moon I find myself in a small room. As I look around the first thing I notice are three animals who seem to be smiling at me. My first reaction is to take an offensive stance. I duck my head down and snarl at the creatures in front of me, but as I get closer I notice a familiar scent. Do I know these creatures? A large stag, black dog, and a small mouse perched on the stag's back. They seem to recognize me.

The large black dog approaches me rather arrogantly. He jumps at me playfully, and this seems familiar. What seems to be out of instinct, my offensive stance turns into a playful one as well. The black dog jumps at me, and I jump back. I can tell the dog is being cautious, as if tip toeing around my temper. This seems normal. As I recall, when I lose my temper I destroy things. I have a strong desire to destroy everything in sight. I get distracted and look around the small room, almost everything was destroyed already. Was I the cause of this destruction?

I catch a glance of myself in a mirror. What I see is a horrifying sight. The word monster didn't seem to give the reflection justice. What seems to be a different part of me tells me that the reflection is not who I am. This doesn't seem to matter because the longer I stare at the reflection, the angrier I become. A loud ringing in my ears drowns the other part of me out, and I lose all control. I raise my hand up and look at it... no, it's not a hand. It's a claw, a destructive sharp claw that's made for killing. This sets me off, I raise my claw and smash the mirror and hundreds of shards fly in every direction.

A light reflects of a large shard of glass and catches my attention. I turn towards a window where I see a large ball of white. Instinctively, I lift my head and howl loudly. I howl until it seems as if I'm out of breath, and strangely this calms me a bit. I feel a gently tap on my back. I turn to see the stag behind me, giving me an encouraging smile. I notice he's bleeding, did I do that when I broke the mirror? The human part hidden inside the beast I have become is overwhelmed with guilt. The stag poked me with his antlers again, as if saying he's okay. For some reason, I feel relieved. I feel as though I can trust these animals.

Suddenly my vision starts to go out and the world around me spins. I blink my eyes open once, only to see my fury claws turn to fur-less arms of a human. My eyes refuse to open again, and I feel as though I could sleep for a hundred years. I hear familiar voices as I pass into unconsciousness.

"Moony, are you okay?"

"Let him sleep, it's been a long night."