Hold the Pain

Robin sucked in a sharp breath to keep herself from crying out. No, she was not hurt, not at all. Not physically, anyway. She glanced up at the full white orb known as the moon - a full moon. Some of the worst days she ever has to go through. She was not a werewolf. she only had heightened senses due to the scratching caused by her brother... who was a werewolf.

Must... not... cry, she chanted to herself in her head, swallowing the lump in her throat and blinking rapidly to avoid tears.

She sat down on the ground in the smallest position she could muster. No one could see her like this.

Just hold the pain, she told herself, at least until they're all gone.

No one understood. Her brother was a werewolf, who had to scratch himself, bite himself, he might even kill himself if he wasn't careful - he was almost never careful. Yet the answer was so simple - Wolfsbane Potion. After going into Hogwarts, Sam (her brother) refused to even take a sip of the potion. "It's unnatural," Had been his excuse.

Just hold the pain, she told herself again, Just for a little while.

Her eyes were stained with tears, and she was wiping furiously at them.

No one should see me, she scolded herself.

No one could see her, and she liked it that way.