Eclipse
by : epiphanies
She was alone. She was always alone, ever since she was first born. Not even a brother or sister to play with in the evenings that she couldn't fall asleep, and she was afraid of the moon.
And what was more daunting was that she was a child of it, a child that would grow to love the moon and grow to feel empowered by the moon because it allowed her just enough light to get out of her dormitory to visit Ron without turning a light on.
She used to sit and watch him sleep. She thought herself creepy, but she told him and he said that he would love to watch her sleep, save the getting thrown out of the girl's dormitory because of the harsh magical barrier that laid in the doorway. She didn't think herself creepy anymore, just in love.
He whispered words in her ear that she couldn't comprehend, but she knew that their meanings were as sweet as daisies dripping in honey. She let him touch her hair and inhale her skin and kiss her virgin lips, and she told him that his eyes were like the moon, something she'd once been afraid of but had come to love.
And they were happy for awhile.
They used to walk through Hogsmeade hand in hand and he would buy her chocolate milk, and she would blow bubbles because he parents had never let her. She would eat cinnamon hearts and kiss him, and he would taste the cinnamon and smile.
When they grew older, they left their school that they called home and went to plays together, watching the classics unfold before their eyes. In the nights they stayed with each other every minute, in every respect. During the day they killed evil wizards. All in a day's work.
Bloodbath second nature, loving each other first. What a life it was, what a time to live, and what a world to live in. They basked.
And they were happy for awhile.
And on a velvet evening laced with mutinous fog, the moon shone through and allowed her to see what the world had done to her beloved.
She watched him sleep, bloodied and broken in that London alleyway, and thought herself creepy. She cried and cursed the moon, but the moon was no longer there. A bottomless pit stared back at her from the bleeding sky.
She was alone.