It was late at night and you could not sleep very well. Earlier in the day, you had gone to Hogsmeade with Harry, Ron and Hermione. On the way back from Hogsmeade, what happened to Katie Bell had traumatized you some bit.

In the quietest way possible, you changed out of your pajamas and grabbed a sweater and a pair of sweat pants with slippers. You took your wool blanket (in case you got colder) and left your room that you shared with some others, going through the common room and outside.

It was a crisp, fall night, and the moon's rays reflected off your golden orbs as you gazed out the window. The moon reminded you of home, because at home, you would sometimes go outside with your family and watch the night sky. You got homesick from time to time, but you knew that you had to suck it up.

You decided to head to the Astronomy Tower, seeing as no one would bother you up there in the middle of the night and although you knew you should not be out after curfew, walking in the darkness calmed you.

Along the way you had to sprint a few ways in order to evade Mr. Filch and his cat, but you made it undetected to the tower. You climbed and as you did, the temperature got colder. You decided that it was a good idea you brought the wool blanket. The wind caressed your half golden and brown coloured hair that stuck out from the hood of your sweater, and you smiled at its gentleness.

Once you got to the top, your smile grew a bit more, seeing the moon's rays fill up the entire floor of the tower. You walked towards the railing of the balcony and took a deep breath of air and exhaled, feeling relaxed.

Your arms tugged at the blanket around your shoulders, keeping yourself warm from the cold night air.

'It's so peaceful… if only the world could be this way all the time…' you thought.

You gazed a few more minutes into the distance before you saw something move in your peripheral vision.

You turned your head slightly, and completely startled, you saw a person in the shadows. You yelped and jumped, causing the person in the shadows to jump slightly as well.

"Holy crap, man! Tell me you were not there the whole time!" You whispered harshly.

The person from the shadows had been on the left side of you and came towards you in an irritated manor.

When the person stepped out, your eyes widened bit. It was Draco Malfoy.

"What the bloody hell are you doing here?"

Your eyes narrowed a bit.

"I could ask you the same thing jerk! You scared me half to death and didn't even let me know that you were there the whole time!" you half yelled, half-whispered. You picked up the fallen blanket off the floor that came off your shoulders and sighed irritatingly.

You, Kida Skylar of Gryffindor and he, Draco Malfoy of Slytherin, had beef with each other around the school sometimes. Strangely though at other times, you got along civilly. The only reason you and him fought was because most of the time, he insulted your friends and the house you were in. In reality though, you thought Draco was an alright person, and just insecure with himself (For whatever reason, you had no idea how you came to that conclusion). You tried to be nice to him now and then, hoping in some way that he would return your gestures, but unfortunately, he did not anticipate your kindness and returned it with hatred.

Malfoy glared at you and you huffed, crossing your arms with the blanket at hand.

"I was here first, and besides Skylar, isn't it past your bedtime?"

"You don't own the place asshole… I can come here if I please."

Draco seemed too tired to argue further and so he walked to the railing; and for the first time since you saw him this night, you really examined his appearance. He was in a classy suit, as you often saw him wearing around school after classes. But it was not the clothes that caught your attention, it was his face.

Although you could only see his profile, you saw that his bleach blonde hair was astray in places and his grey orbs were tired looking, having dark shadows embellish beneath his eyes from lack of sleep. His skin seemed flushed from the cold and paler than usual.

"Hey… uh Malfoy? Are you alright…? You look kinda sick…"

Malfoy did not expect your concern and glared at you, gripping the railing more firmly. You dismissed his glare and walked up to him to take a closer look.

His eyes widened a bit and he took a step back.

"I'm fine! Just get away from me!"

You stopped moving towards him and gave a frustrated look, sighing.

"Jezus….you know what? Whatever Malfoy… I was just trying to see if there was something wrong, but obviously I was mistaken."

Your gaze fixed on him and he stared into your golden hues intently.

"I don't need your bloody help filthy half-blood…" Draco said quietly and angrily.

You once again sighed irritatingly, walking towards the balcony once more and leaned your back against the railing lightly, trying to ignore his comment to you.

"This is ridiculous... talking to a low status Gryffindor…" Draco said to himself, but then noticed you staring.

"-and stop looking at me like that, Skylar! I didn't come up here for a pity party!"

You somewhat growled under your breath and deciding to say something, you put down the blanket and waltzed right up to stood your ground as you glared, not intimidated by the fact he was 6 foot and you were 5'5".

"Listen Malfoy, I don't know what you have against me besides me being in Gryffindor, but I've dealt guys like you before and I can you that you are an insecure asshole who has nothing better to do in life than make other people feel miserable!"

Draco's expression remained emotionless and tired, but you saw in his eyes some hint of hurt and frustration.

He advanced a little bit towards you and you took a step back every time he stepped forward, until your back hit one of the pillars of the tower.

"You bloody git! How dare you talk that way to me! You don't even know the half of anything I'm going through right now! And as for me fighting with you, I've disliked you since the day you came! You, Pothead, Weaslebee, and Mudblood can all just die!"

His face was close to yours and your eyes were narrowed. You shoved him away and he stumbled back a bit.

"Shut up Malfoy!"

He gave a tired and triumphant smirk as you glared.

Suddenly though, you saw his face falter in pain and he grabbed his head. He walked to the railing for support and gripped it while his other hand held onto his head.

You expression turned to worry immediately.

"Jeeez, when did you last sleep?"

"Just go away!"

You shook your head stubbornly.

"Listen Draco, you need to be taken to Madame Pomfrey now - you look sick, so let's go!"

He smacked you in the arm and you growled in frustration.

You grabbed his wrist, but before he could do anything to move you away from him, his legs gave out and he collapsed against you.

"Shit!" you swore.

Draco's full body weight fell against you and you fell backwards onto the floor, giving a loud thump.

His head was on your stomach and his arms on either side of you. You glared at his blonde head.

"H-Hey Malfoy! Get off of me!"

There was no response and as quickly as you could, you shoved him off you, flipping him on his back. Your anger somewhat faded once you saw his face. His eyes were closed and his expression showed complete exhaustion.

"OI! 'OOSE UP THERE?"

Your head snapped in the direction of the stairs and you panicked.

'Shit, shit, shit! It's Filch! Think fast – I gotta think fast!' you thought.

Quickly as you could though, you remembered a simple spell that you used back home to sometimes get you out of trouble. You ran for your wool blanket, throwing it over yourself then running back to Draco.

"Invisible I am, invisible I will be, do not let whoever comes, see me!"

To your utter dismay you had lay on top of the unconscious Draco in order to hide him too, because who knows what would happen if he was found here by the creepy Filch.

You heard footsteps come up the stairs as you nervously waited for Filch to come. First Mrs. Norris came to look around, and then he came following afterwards.

"Is there anyone 'ere Mrs. Norris? I thought I 'eard somethin' up 'ere…"

Mr. Filch took a couple steps as the cat trailed around the tower quietly looking. You had to steady your breathing, making sure that both of them did not find you.

"Mmm…" You cursed silently as you put your hand on Draco's mouth, making sure he did not make anymore groaning sounds.

Mr. Filch walked towards where you and Draco were laying, and you held your breath as you saw Mrs. Norris stare at the spot of where you lay.

'Crap! The stupid cat can see us! We're done for!'You thought as Mr. Filch continued to step towards you.

You closed your eyes and held your breath even more, silently praying that you would not be found out. And to your bewilderment, Mr. Filch had walked away in another direction from where you were and looked out towards the balcony, leaning over to check if anything was there.

Suddenly, a flock of birds flew out from beneath the balcony, and Mr. Filch leaned back from the railing to get away from the flock. Mrs. Norris pawed at the air, attempting to catch a bird. Mr. Filch grunted in disappointment.

"Alright Mrs. Norris. Nothin' 'ere to see. Come on…"

The cat meowed as Mr. Filch picked her up and descended the stairs, looking one last time around the tower before leaving.

You waited till your heard no more foot steps, and gave a loud and relieved breath. Your eyes drifted to Draco's face that was so close to yours and saw that he was still unconcious.

You threw the wool blanket off you and got off Draco, getting up and dusting your self off.

'Now… what I am gonna do?' you thought seriously.

You looked at the Slytherin on the floor, debating to leave him here and get revenge or… stay up here with him until he woke up. It was difficult decision on your part, but you made a decision.

'I can't believe I'm doing this…' You groaned, dragging a hand down your face.

You grabbed your wool blanket from the ground and threw it in one of the corners of the tower, where you guessed had the least wind blowing. Cracking your knuckles, you went around towards Draco and hooked your arms underneath his and dragged him to where you threw your blanket. It was not easy carrying him, but you managed.

"OK…" you said softly to yourself.

You decided it was best that you had his head on your lap while you sat against the wall.

You took off his shoes, and then lay the large blanket that you brought on top of him. You sat down, making yourself comfortable, before moving over and carefully pulling his head onto your lap.

You kind of sighed in irritation that you were up here taking care of this boy, but got over it seeing as he looked really exhausted from whatever he had been doing.

"I just wonder what you were doing to make yourself this tired…" you whispered, gently moving the stray blonde hair from his pale face. You lightly glided your hand down his face, before deciding that it was best if you slept. Draco stirred, but did not wake. You closed your eyes, snuggling into the corner of the wall the best you could and let sleep overtake you into a world of your own