The astronomy tower. A peaceful and deserted place that you always thought calmed your thoughts. A June night, end of term was coming, the warm summer air was perfect for observing the stars. You climb the steps and walk into the dim tower. Quickly finding you weren’t alone, a boy around your age sat in front of the big balcony windows, he had curly short black hair, pale skin, and was wearing a slytherin quidditch sweater. You quietly sit by him. He spoke after a bit.

“That’s the Big Dipper.”

he says quietly, pointing at a constellation in the sky