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for as long as she could remember, marina amybeth phoenix had loved astronomy. her parents, jameson phoenix and elle phoenix, had taken her to the roof of their apartment building every night and watched the stars when she was little.
they pointed out the brilliant constellations and whispered in her ear how everyone who had passed away were looking down on her through the stars, rooting for her.
when she got a little older, they gave her books upon books about the stars and moon and the constellations. wizards themselves, they always told her about how a full moon meant werewolves. elle had always told her daughter, "fear the werewolf, not the person."
when she went to hogwarts, she would spend two of three nights a week in the astronomy tower. sometimes she would write down stuff she found, other times she would just sit back and admire the beautiful sky.
but of course, some things will always be ruined.
she was caught up in the astronomy tower. not by a professor or the headmaster. but by four boys.
