Sun and Moon: Tale of Two Farewells

SUN AND MOON:

Tale of Two Farewells

You are sunlight and I moon...

I walk alongside my camp, wand at my hand. It has been a dark night for all of us; But an even darker set of years would lay before us should we lose in this battle - And I'm not going to let that happen. I have suffered enough. I had lost my best friend, my parents, and my heart. I know the pain - I still feel it. I won't let Him kill more Muggles and Muggle-borns, nor more dreams, hopes, and loves. No more.

How in the light of one night did we come so far...

I stand alongside my Lord. I'm lucky to be in his side. He had given me powers beyond my comprehension. He had awoken me of my foolishness. Most of all, he gave me the answer to my depression over my mother's death - death she got from their persecuting hands - Revenge! Now I look at them all in anguish. I know they are terrified - the goody-two-shoes they are - and they must be, for I shall have no hesitation taking their lives. I shall take pleasure in avenging my mother's death. Every man and woman that shall be under my wand shall die in torment. Nothing - No one - can stop me - stop us. No one.

My hands still shake...

"Impedimenta! Expelliarmus!"

I move swiftly against my opponents, hurting them enough for them to be incapable to battle. I dare not use the Unforgivable Curses, though I am allowed. I shall not stoop to their level. I shall not be a mercenary killer. Though my hand shakes at every curse I perform, I am determined. I shall fight in the name of the ones I love. I am fighting for justice, not for revenge. I want the war to end. Enough hurt was given and received. This war just has to stop.

I reach for you...

"Crucio!"

This is the way they all must be treated. The Dark Lord is right. He showed me the truth - that they didn't give a damn. All they did was to use me to lure my parents and the rest of my colleagues into their merciless hands. I saw how they tortured my mother to death. And they call the Dark Lord heartless, when they themselves... he was the only one who truly condoled me - him and... I don't even know if she truly cared - if she really loved me. Her warmth - the warmth and comfort I felt in her presence, in her soft embrace - it hurts to think they were all lies, for I, I loved her.

And we meet in the sky...

"Seamus!"

I see my friend crouched in what I can only describe as an inhumane pain. How can they give such prolonged torture? I look at the heartless person responsible for his pain, only to find my beloved's killer.

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I have lost my concentration upon hearing that familiar cry. I look down at the woman who rushed beside my foe. She stood and looked back at me. It was she - she who had troubled my mind since I joined Him. For what seems like infinity, we stared into each other's eyes. I can not decipher what I see and what I feel. In her eyes, I see pain, sorrow, and is it longing? Is it the same longing I feel? No. She just used me and made me believe that I was capable of love.

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"Draco..."

I called out his name. I want to throw curses at him, but I can't. How could I hurt someone I truly love? As if he just answered my dilemma, I saw him raise his wand inches from his face. He is challenging me to a duel. NO, he is not my beloved. For a long time now, he isn't. He killed my Draco the day he pledged his allegiance to the Dark Lord - the day he led my best friend to his death. There is no other choice. I raise my wand, answering his challenge.

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I couldn't let her talk. Hearing her voice calling out my name is enough pain as it is. Challenging her in this duel is the only way. I look back at her, and I see tears rolling down her pale cheeks. How can raising this wand give me such terrible pain, when I, Draco Malfoy, had done this a hundred times in this battle alone? I swing my wand swiftly to my side. It's time to get this over with - whatever 'this' might mean.

You are sunlight and I moon,

Joined here, brightening the sky...

Dawn was breaking in the night. Dark red clouds were departing the night sky, finally revealing the light of the waning moon in the western horizon. Atop the Mynydd Du (Black Mountain), stood a man and a woman with wands aimed at one another and eyes tearfully looking deep into each other.

A sudden gush of cold wind blew, and without warning, the brown-haired woman dropped motionless on the soft ground. She was dead.

"Hermione!" The man rushed at the side of the dead woman. He threw a curse at the woman who killed his beloved. He held the hand of the motionless woman at his side. Warm rays of the sun were now spreading across the sky. He leaned his head on her shoulders, and murmured, in a shaky voice, "Forgive me. I was mistaken... You are and forever will be the light in my darkness. My Hermione, I..."

"Draco Malfoy." The man looked up to his caller only to fall down again beside his beloved, as the hooded caller hissed, "Avada Kedavra!"

With the flame of love,

Made of sunlight-moonlight...