I Wish Upon a Star
A/N: This revolves around no specific person, just a little thing
I came up with.
I Wish Upon a Star
A figure sat upon the top of the abandoned astronomy tower.
It was a warm night so there was really no need for sweaters or
jackets. In the sky a lone star had just begun to shine. The first
star of the night.
The person laughed, his dark, midnight blue eyes turned
toward the heavens. Another night closer to the upcoming battle...
and his initionation into the life of a 'loyal' Death Eater, a
servant of that lowly bastard, Voldemort. A slight twinkle caught
his emotionless eyes, the first star of the night. So innocent it
looked shining up the there in the night sky, so lovely and perfect
it looked to him. Not a flaw could be seen, just beautifull shining
light, almost like a way to heaven. But he knew that once initiated
there would be no hope of going to heaven, just the hottest, fiery
pits of hell.
A sharp flash caught his eye once more and he remembered
something, something from when he was very small and his mother
and father were still kind to him. He had had friends back then,
muggle friends no less. But they had been kind and fun to play with
and besides, back then there was no real prejudice between his
family and the non-magic folk. However there was something his best
friend had told him once.
They were outside catching fireflies using only their hands
and a couple of glass jars with holes punched in the top. They had
already caught dozens, some they kept and some they released. They
had collapsed on the grassy hill outside of her house. She giggled
and pointed up, "Hey, look, it's the first star. Make a wish." She
had said.
He looked at her in confusion. "Why do you make a wish?"
He asked her.
"Silly." She said and giggled once more, "Don't you know
that if you make a wish on the very first star you see in the sky
you can make a wish and it'll come true. But it only works if
you're the very first person to wish on it and there can't be any
other stars in the sky." She laughed at his expression before
laying back on the grass.
"No." He shook his head, "No body ever told me that, I
think I will make a wish then." He looked up to find the star, but
was disappointed to see that many other stars had already apeared.
He sighed in disappointment, he wanted to wish for something.
"It's alright." She had said to him, "You can always wait
'till next time." Just then her mother called her inside and he was
left sitting on the hill alone. He looked up again, there were so
many of them now, far to many for him to count, so he had gone back
home.
Now, nearly ten years later, he found himself doing the same
thing as he had done years ago, when he was content with muggle
friends and the world wasn't being constantly threatened to be taken
over by an evil man who wished to strike terror and fear in the hearts
of all.
He smiled for the first time in almost seven years, and
turned his face to the sky once more. Another grin graced his dark
features again. He had expected the other stars to be there already,
but there weren't any but that lone star up there.
So he closed his eyes and wished. 'I wish...I wish , that we could all
live in peace together, no more fighting, no more pain, no more
suffering, no more prejudice or pride. I want the world to live
together with humbleness and equality. No more hurt and suffering. Just
kindness and hope for a new day and age. It might not happen now, maybe
many years after I'm dead, but I just want happiness and peace for
everyone. For justice to be brought and no manipulation' He opened his
eyes, the star twinkeled merrily, as if it had heard him. Suddenly, a
huge light flashed in the sky and the star had disapeared. He smiled a
happy smile. Somehow, he wasn't sure why, he kneew that his wish would
be granted, not immediatly, but the wish would come true.
The boy stood from his perch on the tower, he was once again
ready to face the next day and whatever the world threw in his face.
He whisled a tune softly, strangely enough, it was a song she had taught
him when they had first met and the same one she had been singing the
day he had moved away. A smile graced her fragile features, yet the tears
ran freely down her face. She yelled that she would see him again someday
but his heart told him that they would never cross paths again, for it
was not their destiny to meet again he knew and somewhere he knew that
she knew too.
A/N: This revolves around no specific person, just a little thing
I came up with.
I Wish Upon a Star
A figure sat upon the top of the abandoned astronomy tower.
It was a warm night so there was really no need for sweaters or
jackets. In the sky a lone star had just begun to shine. The first
star of the night.
The person laughed, his dark, midnight blue eyes turned
toward the heavens. Another night closer to the upcoming battle...
and his initionation into the life of a 'loyal' Death Eater, a
servant of that lowly bastard, Voldemort. A slight twinkle caught
his emotionless eyes, the first star of the night. So innocent it
looked shining up the there in the night sky, so lovely and perfect
it looked to him. Not a flaw could be seen, just beautifull shining
light, almost like a way to heaven. But he knew that once initiated
there would be no hope of going to heaven, just the hottest, fiery
pits of hell.
A sharp flash caught his eye once more and he remembered
something, something from when he was very small and his mother
and father were still kind to him. He had had friends back then,
muggle friends no less. But they had been kind and fun to play with
and besides, back then there was no real prejudice between his
family and the non-magic folk. However there was something his best
friend had told him once.
They were outside catching fireflies using only their hands
and a couple of glass jars with holes punched in the top. They had
already caught dozens, some they kept and some they released. They
had collapsed on the grassy hill outside of her house. She giggled
and pointed up, "Hey, look, it's the first star. Make a wish." She
had said.
He looked at her in confusion. "Why do you make a wish?"
He asked her.
"Silly." She said and giggled once more, "Don't you know
that if you make a wish on the very first star you see in the sky
you can make a wish and it'll come true. But it only works if
you're the very first person to wish on it and there can't be any
other stars in the sky." She laughed at his expression before
laying back on the grass.
"No." He shook his head, "No body ever told me that, I
think I will make a wish then." He looked up to find the star, but
was disappointed to see that many other stars had already apeared.
He sighed in disappointment, he wanted to wish for something.
"It's alright." She had said to him, "You can always wait
'till next time." Just then her mother called her inside and he was
left sitting on the hill alone. He looked up again, there were so
many of them now, far to many for him to count, so he had gone back
home.
Now, nearly ten years later, he found himself doing the same
thing as he had done years ago, when he was content with muggle
friends and the world wasn't being constantly threatened to be taken
over by an evil man who wished to strike terror and fear in the hearts
of all.
He smiled for the first time in almost seven years, and
turned his face to the sky once more. Another grin graced his dark
features again. He had expected the other stars to be there already,
but there weren't any but that lone star up there.
So he closed his eyes and wished. 'I wish...I wish , that we could all
live in peace together, no more fighting, no more pain, no more
suffering, no more prejudice or pride. I want the world to live
together with humbleness and equality. No more hurt and suffering. Just
kindness and hope for a new day and age. It might not happen now, maybe
many years after I'm dead, but I just want happiness and peace for
everyone. For justice to be brought and no manipulation' He opened his
eyes, the star twinkeled merrily, as if it had heard him. Suddenly, a
huge light flashed in the sky and the star had disapeared. He smiled a
happy smile. Somehow, he wasn't sure why, he kneew that his wish would
be granted, not immediatly, but the wish would come true.
The boy stood from his perch on the tower, he was once again
ready to face the next day and whatever the world threw in his face.
He whisled a tune softly, strangely enough, it was a song she had taught
him when they had first met and the same one she had been singing the
day he had moved away. A smile graced her fragile features, yet the tears
ran freely down her face. She yelled that she would see him again someday
but his heart told him that they would never cross paths again, for it
was not their destiny to meet again he knew and somewhere he knew that
she knew too.