Title: The Werewolf
Author: Darkforest214
Rating: G
Spoilers: None (unless you've been living in a hole and didn't know
Remus was a werewolf...)
Summery: (Another) Poem about werewolves
Disclaimer: I do not own the Marauders, J.K. Rowling does... I own nothing!
A/N: Another poem I wrote while I was bored... Let's just say I was
on a bit of a werewolf kick... Also, I'm not a very good poet, but I wanted to
post more of my crap on FF.N...
The Werewolf
I
look to the sky and my spine starts to tingle
The
sun sets and the moon comes into view
And
my entire body shudders
My
spine lengthens, curving and painfully stretching
My
face reforms, nose into snout, eyes small and beady
My
teeth lengthen, sharpening into a deadly bite
Hands
and feet expand into strong claws
Fur
covers me, twisting in pain
Nobody
can understand
The
full moon is high in the sky, I raise my snout and howl
For
I am a werewolf by total accident
Shunned
by my peers, except for three
Wormtail,
Padfoot and Prongs
Without
them…
I
am just a werewolf instead of a friend