5. Moonlight

In her sixth year she watches silently from the forest as her sister hops from toe to toe, twirling and prancing in delight with the Scamander boy by the lake. She's all tinkly laughs and fit-to-burst grins, dodging the water's edge again and again, her starstruck eyes dilated and glowing a brightbright blue.

Suddenly-

She stops, startled, and shivers in her thin cotton dress, reaching out for (Lysander, she remembers)'s hand. Her face is lit by the full moon and she looks -Molly thinks- enchanting.

A branch snaps.

The couple's eyes scan the darkness and Molly stiffens, turns, and allows the shadows to consume her.