AN*this is my first Draco Astoria fic. i'm really excited for this, i absouloutly adore this couple. It's told in Astoria's perspective, i tried to base it mostly on what she's thinking in the moment. Example you don't think, i was wandering the castle late one night, but more, please don't let McGongal find me i already have detention with her. I hope you enjoy, and depending on your response i either will or won't write a follow up. so remember to review people.

disclaimer-if i owned anything belonging to the Harry Potter franchise i wouldn't be publishing fanfiction. i would be reading it for kicks to see what my crazy fans were coming up with without me.

Oh, I really shouldn't be wandering about this late, I'm just asking for trouble. Now Astoria, don't get yourself all worked up, it'll only be five more minutes, just until I can clear my head. Then straight to bed.

Now let's see, that spiral staircase should be somewhere round here. Ah there it is, it's so difficult to spot in the dark. Well it probably has something to do with the fact were not supposed to sneak around in the dark now doesn't it.

Alright, tip toe, skip the rickety step. Nope, the seventh step's the rickety one not the sixth. It couldn't have been to loud. Left, right, between my feet. Nope, Mrs. Norris isn't here.

Now I can breath.

Just a couple more steps and I'll be at the Astronomy tower with the whole sky to myself. It'll just be me, the big dipper and Draco if I can find him.

"Astoria?" Looks like I have. "What are you doing?"

"I came to see Draco." Wait that didn't come out right.

"The-the constellation, not you…I didn't know you were here. I'm not a stalker." Hopefully that was an adequate enough rescue.

Well he's chuckling so that has to be a good sign…right?

"Why-Why are you up here?" May as well ask now seeing as nothing I say here on out will hurt me anymore then I already have. Besides Draco had been acting rather odd this year. Mind you it is still quite early in, but, still…odd. Perhaps he and Pansy are in a rough patch, they haven't been together all to much.

"Couldn't sleep." He shrugs. I can't see how he's having trouble getting to sleep, he looks absolutely exhausted. Pansy, as much as I hate to say it, isn't important enough to cause Draco this much grief. What if it has to do with his father? That sounds more likely.

It's been awkwardly silent for a while now, and I'm not all to comfortable around people in all honesty, probably why I spend so much more time with books, besides, we hardly even know each other. More, he hardly knows me. Pansy, being my elder sisters best friend is often over during holidays, or I'm dragged over to her house when Daphne's stuck with me, so I here a lot of Draco.

"I'll leave now. So you can be alone, I assume you'd prefer to be, better alone then in my company as Daphne would say." Oh goodness Astoria, now you have hurt yourself more then previous. Just turn fast, walk the first couple steps then run.

"I'd rather not."

"Rather not what?" Is, is he asking me to stay?

"Daphne's wrong by the way." I don't think he heard me just now, it had sounded a bit quite even in my head, so i can only imagine, but he thinks Daphne's wrong which means...

"Is,-are you asking me to stay?" I'm probably blinking like a fool, but most don't seem to be to fond of my company.

"Never mind, forget I said anything, your obviously uncomfortable."

"No, no I want to stay." Ohhh, that probably sounded desperate.

"Alright." He's smiling, well nothing outrageously happy, more like a twitch at the corners of his lips, but still it's a smile.

We havn't been saying much really since I sat beside him, just sort of kicked our dangling feet around and Draco would make mhhhm and hmmm sounds when I'd point out a constellation. Although I think he's just trying to sound interested.

"You said you came to see Draco, which one is that?"

"Oh, it's between the big and little dippers over there." I don't believe my pointing is helping seeing as he now looks completely and utterly lost.

"All that's between them is more stars." He stated rather bluntly.

"Well, yes, but see, when you connect them they make a dragon, which is Draco in-"

"Latin, Greek, I know." Perfect Astoria, just peeve him off why don't you.

"I guess you would, seeing as it is your name. People must tell you that often. It would get pretty bothersome, people assuming you don't know that already, and that your interested because it involves your name."

"Yeah, kinda like you just did." Well at least he doesn't sound annoyed anymore. I actually think I saw him smile again, if not it was defiantly in his voice.

"Yeah, like I just did." Alright that time I saw him smile for sure. Were drifting into silence again, but now it feels more comfortable. He's turned to scrutinize the space between the dippers again.

"I still don't see it." Oh, that gave me a start, it had just been so quite. Relax, he hadn't even been that loud.

"That's because you don't know what your looking for."

"Um, I thought we were looking for a dragon."

"Here, let me show you. Give me your hand." His hands are freezing!

"Your hands are freezing!" I couldn't help but let go, they were making my hands cold.

"Are they?" He questioned brushing the crook of my neck with that frigid touch. Ahhhhhhh, cold, cold, cold.

"Eeeep!" oh no, I did not just eep.

With a grin he started poking his icy fingers round that sensitive spot between your shoulders and neck, with me swatting his hands away.

Swat, swat, here's my chance, grab.

"Hahaha, I got your hands." oh no, no, no, he's pulling his hands back.

He ended up dragging me over to him until my grasp on his hands had me stretched across him.

I suppose I can give him one hand back, and so I did. Taking the other I pointed his index finger out and at long last showed him the constellation by tracing it out with his finger.

We spent a long time this way, sitting side by side, me tracing constellations out with Draco's hand, the forced, mhmmm and hmmm's now reply's of honest interest. And well, it was nice.

Soon the sun was rising and the stars receding, and yet there was his hand resting in mine, every time I looked down I slightly blushed, I could feel the heat in my cheeks, but I couldn't bring myself to pull away. Not yet.

"Astoria?"

"hm."

"How'd you know my name? When you came up here you rambled on about how you'd meant the constellation and not me."

"Pansy's over a decent amount of the time, being Daphne's best friend and all. Daphne's my sister." I was sure to label Daphne as my sister, for despite the last name the majority of people, majority meaning everyone, didn't think we were related, if anything they thought we were cousins. " Anyway she talks loads about you, really, she loves you."

"She just loves to talk." He stated clearly unimpressed with this new information, although I suppose I wouldn't enjoy finding out similar information under similar circumstance, or an circumstance for that matter. Other's opinions really get to me.

"How'd you know my name?"

"I know your sister, she pointed you out at your sorting." He remembered me from my sorting? That felt like forever ago.

"That was three school years ago, impressive memory."

"Oh, no. Not really. It's just near impossible to forget the fit she had when you were placed into Ravenclaw." From the smirk on his face I can only imagine that this fit must have been something else, even for Daphne's standards.

Things go quite again, and i turn towards the sunrise, were going to have to leave soon. I give our hands one last fleeting glance and with a sharp breath pull apart. I rest my hands together in my lap and...wait what had that been. WhenI took my hand back...there was somethingunder Draco's sleeve. It couldn't be...no. No

"Draco, cou-could you lift up tour sleeve?"

"Wha-why?"

"Can you lift your sleeve? Yes or no?" Oh no. No, no, no, no, no. He paused, he should have just said yes, he should have just rolled up his sleeve, because it should have just been nothing, but it wasn't it was something. I had to leave. Fast. Now. I should already be gone.

"Astoria, wait." He'd gotten up after me and had a slight hold on my wrist. No I don't want to talk anymore, I don't want to look anymore, but I guess I'm going to turn around and do it anyway.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore. Ever. Now don't follow me and don't call after me again." I took back my hand and ran.

I must have been running rather fast for my vision was blured. Nope, those were just tears. Wipe them away, I can't let anybody see, they'll just ask questions and I really don't feel like talking. I made it to a bathroom before I lost it and tumbled into a stall sobbing fresh tears.

I missed breakfast. It was alright though seeing as I didn't feel like eating much. I was sopping wet with tears with only five minutes left to class and it was all because I broke a stupid curfew, to look at stupid stars and ran into a stupid boy who I shared a stupid night and held his stupid hand, which would have all been fine but it wasn't...

because he had the dark mark, which was just plain stupid.

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