Lost to Moonlight

The moon was full and it meant nothing.

He played in the silver shadows, catching fireflies and singing campfire songs. Learning to find constellations faded by the moonlight. Here Draco, there Cassiopeia, and his favorite bears patrolling the night sky. Like stars, those few bright memories from his childhood, dimmed by moonlight.

The moon was full and it meant everything.

No, no, no, but he couldn't stop it, and Sirius was there, and Harry, and no, please, and then it was too late and what he was melted into the darkness of what he had become.

The moon was full...

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