Soul's Midnight
It is three a.m. , Soul's Midnight, it is a documented fact that more people,including wizards, die between three and four in the morning. Therefore it is called soul's midnight. I am up having waked once more after the dream.
You know the one. Where you are standing almost within the reach of my outstreatched hands and I can almost grasp you when you are gone in a flash of harsh green light. And I scream. It is the scream that wakes me . I am glad for the soundproofing of my chambers.
Now I sit quill grasped tightly in my hand and try to purge my mind with the writing. I will then fade the writing to black so none but you may read it. It is not that I am ashamed of you or how I feel about you. But this is private and you of all people know how very private I like to lead my life. I think sometimes how wonderful it would be to join you in that eternal night. But , I am a coward. I remember having uncorked the vial and pressing the vial to my lips only to see your eyes reflected in the window.I can almost taste you and smell your soft scent you are so close to me. I close my eyes in the extacy of the moment only to find you gone again with the whispered thought that I promised to watch over Harry.
It is those eyes your silver eyes that haunt me. Draco has those eyes. He doesn't have your soul though.To be honest I never gave him the chance to get close to me. He has your eyes. What if I look closer and find he has your smile and your hands? I would truly me damned to hell if that were the case. He has your eyes. It is almost torture to look at him.
I have thought os finding some temporary solice with someone else but who?I can only see your eyes and the sad look on your face should I even think of sharing my life with anyone but you. Did you realize that your eyes are the color of the full moon? Maybe that is my pennance. To be ever cursed with my best memories and my worst triggered and married together for the rest of my haunted life.
Remus wiped his eyes and placed his quill upon the desk.He stood and headed to his lonely bed to try once more to sleep. The dream would come again but not this night. This night he would sleep.