A/N: I don't own Harry Potter
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Word Count: 479
Warning: canon death
Facing the moonlight,
features alight,
remembering that once
there was happiness here,
that once we thought
we'd have a chance
at a life beyond anything
we'd ever dreamed
Standing alone now,
remembering how things used to be,
how you'd kiss me in the silvery moonlight,
how you told me I was beautiful,
even though I didn't believe a word of it.
Once upon a time, that was when everything
had ended, when everything had finally
settled in the dust.
I knew happiness then,
I knew what I wanted then.
I wanted you and you wanted
me.
Then they stole you,
broke you, shattered you,
the air was cold in the mornings,
waking up alone in your bed,
your little secret.
Drinking the coffee
to keep the numbness away,
burning my tongue,
finding a pack of your cigarettes,
taking a drag and letting the smoke
remind me of us.
Another night over,
another day starting
gazing out at the pink blossom
of sunlight forming over the horizon.
Daylight chases the ghost of you away,
daylight is a promise we made,
daylight is a promise broken.
I know I should move on,
move forward and yet I stay
in this castle, the place we called home.
And yet, I still walk these halls,
waiting for the sun to set once again,
waiting for the moonlight to shine
and my memories come to play.
Sunlight sparkles through the trees,
pages of parchment flutter on my desk
from the gentle breeze.
The scent of you haunts these rooms,
the darkest of dungeons,
lowest possible place in the castle.
I live here now, live here alone,
with only your memory to keep
me company.
Even now, though, your scent fades,
the sound of your voice fades,
the swish of your cloak no longer
echoes through the night.
My memory of you is fading,
fading into the warmth of the summer,
as the summer leaves start to turn
to shades of fire, shades of brown
to fall and crunch beneath my feet.
The wind touches me,
reminding me of your caress,
reminding me of when you'd wipe
the tears from my eyes.
It embraces me, like you used to
in the night when I'd cry,
when the nightmares started closing in again.
It was so easy for you to leave,
so easy for you to close your black eyes,
to let yourself die.
I know you fought and in the end,
thought, death won as he oft does,
now I hope where ever you've ended up,
Heaven or Hell,
that you've found happiness there,
while I watch and wait,
for another year to start,
another year where I've taken your place,
another year where I know I'll never be you,
never be the same, and yet,
under the moonlight,
we are whole again, as I pretend
you're not gone
and I am once again
dreaming.