"What are you doing?" Draco asked curiously as he noticed Blaise scrunching up his nose and praying to the night sky.
Blaise opened his eyes and frowned. "Did you not see the shooting star?"
"Of course I did," Draco replied curtly. What did the star have to do with anything?
"I made a wish on it," Blaise responded, sighing in defeat. "You do know that you can wish on a shooting star, right?"
Draco frowned. "Wish on a star? That's ridiculous."
Who would have believed that Draco would be wishing on a shooting star now for the War to end?
