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06

Draco

Draco Malfoy's footsteps echoed softly on the stone steps as he ascended the winding path to the Astronomy Tower. The dying embers of twilight painted the sky in hues of fiery orange and dusky indigo. He had always been drawn to this place, where the boundaries between the earthly realm and the celestial expanse seemed to blur.

As he neared the top, a solitary figure caught his eye. Y/n Moonstone, her presence seemed to radiate a quiet grace, immersed in a world of her own. She sat on a stone ledge, a book cradled in her hands, her gaze fixed on the pages. There was a tranquility about her that captivated Draco.

Approaching her, Draco couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. Y/n glanced up, her eyes meeting his with a spark of recognition. "The Astronomy Tower has a way of drawing people in, doesn't it?" she mused, her voice as soft as the breeze that rustled through the open arches.

Draco nodded, a smile gracing his features. "Indeed, it's a place of solace and wonder. One can lose themselves in the vastness of the cosmos."

Y/n closed her book, setting it beside her. "It's like a portal to another world, isn't it? As if for a moment, we can touch the stars."

They spoke of constellations and nebulae, of the ancient myths woven into the tapestry of the night sky. The conversation flowed effortlessly, as if they were old friends reuniting after years apart. Time seemed to stretch and contract, the boundaries of the tower's walls dissolving in the magic of their shared fascination.

As the night deepened, Draco found himself caught in the spell of Y/n's words. Her passion for the stars mirrored his own, and the connection that bloomed between them was undeniable. They were two souls, bound by a shared reverence for the celestial wonders above.

Finally, as the first hints of dawn began to grace the horizon, they descended from the tower together. Draco couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter was destined, a moment that would leave an indelible mark on the tapestry of their Hogwarts years.

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The Great Hall was alive with the hustle and bustle of students, the air abuzz with excited chatter and the clatter of cutlery. Draco Malfoy sat at the Slytherin table, surrounded by his housemates, but his attention was elsewhere.

Across the expanse of the hall, nestled beneath the blue and silver banners of Ravenclaw, sat Y/n Moonstone. Her presence seemed to cast a gentle glow, a beacon of quiet grace amidst the animated conversations.

Draco couldn't help but steal glances in her direction. It wasn't a conscious effort, but rather an instinct that seemed to pull his gaze towards her. Each time their eyes met, there was a spark of recognition, a silent understanding that passed between them.

He observed her from afar, admiring the way she held herself with a quiet confidence, the way her eyes danced with a light of curiosity. It was as if the Astronomy Tower's magic had lingered, weaving an invisible thread between them.

Their encounter had been brief, but it had left an indelible mark. The words they had shared beneath the stars seemed to echo in the recesses of Draco's mind. The Astronomy Tower had become a place of significance, a memory etched in the stone and stars.

As the days passed, Draco found himself drawn to the Great Hall, his eyes inevitably seeking out Y/n. It was an unspoken connection, a dance of glances and fleeting smiles that spoke volumes without the need for words.

He wondered if she felt it too, this inexplicable bond that seemed to tie their fates together. The thought was both thrilling and unnerving, like standing on the precipice of a new and uncharted path.

Draco couldn't deny that Y/n had become a fixture in his thoughts, a presence that lingered even in the quiet moments of his day. Their encounter in the Astronomy Tower had sparked something within him, a yearning for a connection that transcended the confines of houses and expectations.

As the Great Hall began to empty, Draco's gaze lingered on Y/n for a moment longer. There was a sense of anticipation in the air, a feeling that their story was just beginning. Little did he know, their paths would continue to intersect, weaving a tale of friendship, understanding, and perhaps something more.