Tragic Full Moon
My earliest memory is when I was six. It was the night of the full moon. With a forest behind our house, my parents had told me not to go out at night. But that night, I had left a toy outside.
My life changed dramatically after I'd gotten bitten. The first full moon was horrible. My parents had built a cage in the basement to contain my wolf-form. The afternoon of the full moon I remember my mom carrying me down to the basement. Both she and I were crying. Me because I was in pain and scared. New sensations were cursing through my body and it scared me. My mom was crying because she was scared for me, her little baby.
When we got down to the basement, she helped me undress because I was already shaking too much to do it myself.
Then came what I'm sure was the hardest thing she had to do. She carried me into the cage. I limply grabbed on to her not understanding what was happening. I remember her disconnecting me and stepping out of the cage, shutting the door behind her.
It wasn't long before the pain came. I'd never transformed before so this was absolutely agonizing. The moons back then were horrible because I truly became the wolf and lost my mind.
I remember waking up the next morning lying on the cage's floor covered in blood unable to even lift my head I was so weak. Luckily my parents soon came down. My dad was a healer with certainly came in handy. After giving me a pain reliever potion which put me asleep I know they carried me upstairs because the next thing I remember is waking up in my bed wrapped in multiple bandages.
After I got bitten my parents took me out of school. I had a lonely childhood marked by the full-moons.
None of my small family dared to hope that I would be accepted into Hogwarts. For many years Headmaster Dippett had refused to even consider allowing a werewolf to be a student at Hogwarts. When I was ten Dumbledore became Headmaster of Hogwarts and I suddenly had hope that maybe I could attend.
I remember that it was mid-July when Dumbledore sent a letter inviting us to come to Hogwarts. The letter came the morning of a full moon but the invitation was for a little more than a week after. I transformed that night full of hope.
When we visited Hogwarts to talk to Dumbledore, I gazed around amazed at the sight. I was determined to capture the image of Hogwarts. If this was to be the only time I saw Hogwarts, I was determined to take away as much as possible.
We met Dumbledore in his office. I don't remember much from the conversation but I do remember Dumbledore giving me my Hogwarts' letter and telling me and my parents about the Whomping Willow and the security precautions in place.