A/N: A short (and really random) one shot! I might develop this into a full-length fic if response is good :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

"What would the world be like without magic, Harry?"

"I don't know. Boring, perhaps?"

To be honest, Harry had never considered that question before. To him, magic was everything. It was what differentiated Hary the hero from Harry the scrawny boy who lived in the cupboard under the stars.

"Think about it, Harry, just imagine! Imagine if we didn't have Apparition and Floo Powder and talking portraits!" Ginny nudged Harry in the ribs as her voice rose in excitement.

"Shhhhh! We'll get caught by Filch if you get any louder!" Harry whispered, clapping a hand over her mouth. Six years in Hogwarts wasn't enough time to commit Filch's entire list of school rules to memory, but he was fairly sure that there was at least one rule stating that students were not allowed to lie on the Great Hall's dining tables to gaze at the enchanted ceiling in the middle of the night.

"Well, it was you who suggested this, Mister Potter! What kind of boyfriend takes his girlfriend on a date in the Great Hall?" Ginny huffed, turning over to lie on her side.

"How was I supposed to know that it would be so cloudy tonight? You know I've been failing Divination all year... plus this is the only other place in the whole school where there're stars! I did promise to take you star gazing on your birthday, Ginny...so can't you make do with this? They're not REAL stars, but they're still stars! And they're quite pretty too, don't you think?"

"Quite pretty...but definitely not as pretty as the real ones."

"C'mon, don't be a spoilsport! This enchanted ceiling is Dumbledore's magic, it looks amazing! Look, you can see the constellations and the Milky Way!"

"I know what's your favorite constellation, Harry." Ginny said in all seriousness, turning over to face him again, holding his gaze. He wasn't sure what she was up to this time, but he guessed it was going to be something romantic. They were, after all, lying underneath a star studded galaxy.

"What?" Harry was pretty sure he had all the constellations from his astronomy textbook memorised, but somehow, looking into Ginny's eyes made him forget every single thing he had ever learnt in school. The answer didn't matter anymore, as Harry leaned in for the kiss, closing his eyes in anticipation.

"It's Draco." Ginny snickered, pushing him away playfully.

"Very funny, Ginny. Very funny."

"Aww, don't be mad. Am I not allowed to joke on my birthday? Oh, look it's a shooting star! Quick, make a wish!" Ginny clasped her hands to her chest and closed her eyes, a look of intense concentration coming over her face.

Watching her make her wish in all earnestness, Harry couldn't help smiling to himself for a moment before he, too, shut his eyes and clasped his hands together.

His favourite constellation was the one with Sirius in it.