The Moon of Summer Love
Chapter one
I sit on the window sill in the Girl's Dormitory. My hand lays on a necklace that lies around my neck, on the necklace is a charm, a charm of a Hungarian horntail. The last memory I have of him. The last thing that once belonged to him.
I jump as I hear a howl coming from a different direction, it sounds as if it is coming from Hogsmeade. But I have heard rumors…rumors of the Shrieking Shack. Well I guess that's how it got it's name, but you don't hear someone or something shrieking, you hear them howling. I look over at the lake, the lake looks black, like It's name, The Black Lake. It shimmers from the moon that starts to set below it. I never really liked full moons for some reason, they don't creep me out, and no I'm not a werewolf. I just never liked them, they seem It doesn't make since though.
With the whole werewolf thing, I know they exist, and everybody is terrified of them, but It's not their fault they're the way they are. I look around the room to see if the howling had woken anybody up, of course nobody wakes up, they move a little in their bed but don't wake up.
I take one last look out of the window the moon was no where in sight now. I sigh softly as I take one last look outside and get up. I'm not tired and I usually don't talk to anybody anyway so I go downstairs to the common room.
Of course when I step down into the common room I see nobody. I hear nobody. All I hear is the crackling of the fire and all I see is an empty common room. Which is fine with me. I've never liked company that much, I used to, not so long ago, but it seems like another life. Another life that used to be mine. Until….
I grabbed the necklace and squeezed it tight, fighting back tears in my eyes, I tried to push the memory aside as I walked into the common room and sat on a couch, still trying to fight back the tears that have formed in my eyes. A small quiet sob escaped my mouth, but I refused to let the tears fall down my cheeks, I have shed too many tears, but I knew they wouldn't be the last.
I grabbed a pillow and lied down on the couch, staring into the fire, not tired really, just lost in thought. I hear voices enter the room, do I dare to look up? Curiosity got the better of me and I peeked over the couch, of course. It was three of the marauders, James, Sirius, and Peter. But wait, where was Remus? I didn't event think of what they were doing out so late, probably setting up a prank in the Great Hall I suppose. Remus was probably tired and refused to go at such a ridiculous time of night, Remus, always the responsible one.
The three marauders don't even think to look at me, they look exhausted really. The stumble up the stairs to the Boy's Dormitory and leave me to my thoughts. I lay my head back on the pillow that rested on the couch and my thoughts drifted to different things.
Still lost in a waterfall of thoughts I yawn, I stumbled up the stairs to the Girl's Dormitory and lay in my bed. Still lost in my thoughts, I had several things on my mind. Some that was very confusing. I fought back the memory that had changed my life, and for some odd reason, I thought of Remus, but not a lot. He just popped in my mind.
As I close my eyes to go to sleep the last thing I remember in my thoughts is Remus' face, and a single tear roll down my cheek as I drifted off to sleep.