"It's beautiful," Hermione whispered, looking at the full moon. She had snuck up to the Astronomy Tower in the dead of the night for some alone and quiet time. She needed these nights to just breathe. No thinking about the upcoming war or their impending deaths, just breathe. The moon was so bright and round.
"It sure is," a voice responded.
Hermione turned her head in surprise. She didn't expect to find Draco Malfoy leaning against the wall near the stairs. She was sitting all the way at the end of the wall. "Oh, Malfoy."
He smiled softly, looking at the night sky. "The moon is bright, isn't it?"
Hermione felt as if she was intruding on a personal moment but they way he looked at the sky made her think he was in deep thought about something. She stood up and made her way to the stairs. She was walking down when she heard Draco's silky voice stop her.
"Where are you going?" he asked curiously.
Hermione smiled. "I've spent up my time here. Now it's your turn." She nodded her head, hesitating slightly. "Good night Malfoy."
She made her way down the stairs, smiling pleasantly. "Good night Hermione," she heard him whisper. It's so faint that she almost missed it but she knew he didn't want her to hear. So she continued walking down.