Astrophile; ron weasley

ASLEEP

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Cassiopeia found herself once again, sitting at the top of the astronomy tower. It was a chilly November night in the Scottish hill and she had forgotten her coat. Now, she could have cast a warming charm over herself but, she forgot the incantation again. It seemed as she was forgetting everything that day.

She slipped out her wand from her pocket and spun it around in her fingers. As a Slytherin, she knew what was coming. She knew the horror that would be cast upon the wizarding world. She knew she had to choose a side.

She drew out shapes in the air with her wand, a gold stream of magic following her movements. Stars, they were her main focus. She drew out constellations, shooting stars, the moon—everything to do with the night sky.

Dropping her wand, Cass felt her eyes start to droop. Just rest your eyes, she thought, five minutes. Slowly, her eyes completely closed pulling her into a deep slumber filled with blood quills, strange men, and the pesky red head who's always ruining her focus.

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"Hey, Cassiopeia," he smiled walking up to her place in the library. She had books all around her and pieces of parchment falling off the table onto the table.

"Don't call me that," she growled, sending him a glare that could kill. She turned back to her work and scribbled more of her essay.

"No, I'm good," he chuckled, looking over her shoulder before quickly retreating as she stood up and swung at him. He ducked before her flat palm could get him, making her anger rise even more.

"What do you want," she spat, rolling her eyes. When he didn't answer she went to attempt at hitting him again, this time he caught her wrist in his hand.

Her brown eyes piercing into his blue oceans. Still holding her wrist, he pushed her back down into the chair. As she plopped down he knelt in-front of her and grabbed her jaw with his free hand, "don't push it, Cassiopeia."

She nodded her head, stunned the boy had it in him. He slowly let go of her jaw and wrist and sat in the chair next to her. She forgot about her work and continued to stare at boy with bewilderment in her eyes as the rest of the danger squad rushed in.

Not paying attention, he sat back reading one of her many books. His right ankle was resting on his left knee, the book in his left hand and his right running through his red hair.

"Ronald! There you are," Granger yelled, sitting next to him. Potter looked between Cass and Ron and just laughed.

"Here I am," Ron agreed, "What's up?" he looked over at Potter an then Cassiopeia and chuckled with him, "Hey, Cass? You okay?" he asked snapping his fingers in front of her fact.

"Cassiopeia?" Hermione said, a little louder, when she didn't answer.

"Cassiopeia?" Ron repeated, putting his hand on her arm.

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"Myers," Ron said shaking her slightly. He'd been trying for the last 10 minutes, but she wouldn't budge from her slumber.