Hiding in the shadows
Feeling a shadow my-self
I sleep
Hidden in robes of grey
I fell cold
Robbed my memories
Of my friends
My beloveds
But one linker:
Four friends of old
Moony, Wormtail
Padfoot and Prongs
I draw my wand
Gather all my gladness
Speak the incantation:
Expecto Patronum!
O great and terrible Luna
A beauty to humans
But a curse to me
Revealed on the sky
You reveal the monster in me
Hiding for you
Unable to escape
Your white light
Pale as death it-self
Will always hunt me