The Moon Divides
Prologue
"Do you think we should have come this way?" whispered a petrified 8-year-old Remus Lupin to his twin sister, Rachael.
"I don't know; it was your idea to come this way!" she whispered, equally scared. The two had been walking in the forest for over an hour, trying to find their way back to their home after going on an unsuccessful trip to the market. The twins were the only children of Anna and Gregory Lupin. Remus and Rachael both had sandy brown hair and deep green eyes. They were both the same height and relatively the same weight. Even though they were a boy and girl, they looked so much alike and right now they were wearing identical frightened expressions.
The forest was their least favourite place to be and Remus was now wondering why he had chosen to come this way. For the past hour, they had been hearing low frequency growls coming from behind them, getting louder and louder with every step the two twins took. The drip drops of water splashed onto the ground from the tree branches above, echoing mysteriously throughout the vast woods. The grass was wet beneath their feet and squished as they walked. Every now and then, a squirrel would scuttle up a tree and disappear in the canopy.
The twins walked close together, taking very slow and quiet steps. Remus would look behind them once in a while to check if anything was behind them, but each time he just saw the seemingly endless forest. The growling grew closer and closer, but they never saw anything. What was it?
Then they stopped.
Right in front of them was a fully-grown black, yellow piercing eyed werewolf. It was hunched forward, baring its fangs at the two. There was foam growing in the corners of its mouth, and it bore its yellow eyes into the twins' green ones. It inched forward, looking at them hungrily. The two backed up gradually, not daring to look away from the wolf.
Then, without warning, it sprang forward.
"Rachael, run!" Remus yelled.
Rachael could not move; she was locked to the spot. Remus ran behind her and grabbed her by the collar of her shirt. She turned around and ran with him through the forest, dodging tree trunks, low branches. They hopped over the roots protruding from the grounds, and struggled to avoid the squirrels running across the floor.
They hid behind a tree, gasping for breath.
"You think it's gone?" Rachael asked breathlessly.
Remus turned to look. There it was, still chasing them. "No! Run!"
They continued their escape, running for their very lives, not wanting to be the wolf's prey. Dashing down a slope they went, the wolf still on their trail. Remus had fallen behind his sister. She turned to see that he was only a little behind, but her fright kept her running.
"Keep going!" he yelled. He quickened his pace and went after his sister.
Rachael kept turning her head to see if her brother was all right, but when she turned, she did not notice the tree and it was too late.
Everything went black - the forest, the trees, the wolf, her brother.