The war is over and Hermione Granger is haunted by loss. She spends her days going through the motions, following routines to keep it together. The sounds of her neighbor's nightly piano playing slowly stitches her broken heart back together. When she musters up the last of her Gryffindor courage to thank them, a familiar face opens the door. *Author's Note* Thank you for reading! This fic originally posted on AO3 with a playlist and notes. If you find yourself wondering about insight into some of the details present, I recommend finding it there. xx Lu

"SHE LOOKS AT YOU AND SEES THE STARS. YOU LOOK AT HER AND SEE THE MOON. IT'S SUCH A GODDAMN TRAGEDY BOTH OF YOU THINK THE OTHER IS LOOKING AT THE GROUND." - REMUS LUPIN TO SIRIUS BLACK ... in which arabella arroway and sirius black are two friends who keeps the population of hogwarts asking, 'why aren't they together?'