Sola Umbra
By Helenia Rowan
Disclaimer: The character is not ours.
Born not of love but potions brewed,
Vagary soon secured his fate.
The Muggle orphans thought him crude,
He did not strike, he watched he'd wait.
Shunned for having a bitter heart,
Ambition's son, he was the prey.
He seethed but smiled, with malice sharp
, promising that the world would pay.
The Light Side never truly cared,
Until he was no longer leashed.
Lacking morals of fowl and fair,
He split his soul 'till numb and free.
Of all emotions' rooted pain,
Flight from death but loneliness gained.