Harry shivered, bringing his robe closer to him. Fuck him, he would have at least brought a cloak had he known it'd be this cold.
"Harry, you made it!" Luna greeted him. Hermione only managed a grunt.
"Yeah, I said I would, didn't I? Even in this godforsaken weather." Harry pointed a finger back in Hermione's direction. "What's with wannabe Plato?"
"The Slytherin's," Hermione said, coming up behind him. "Also booked the Astronomy Tower for tonight. And technically," Hermione gritted her teeth. "They aren't breaking any rules. Yet."
"Hello Harrykins," Bellatrix called out to her. Hermione's left eye twitched.
"Hello, Bellatrix." Harry sighed.
"Bella," Tom's voice called out from some dark corner. "It's starting. Be silent."
"At least he's good for one thing," Hermione said as she went back to peering into her telescope.
The shower, at least, was beautiful. The sky was lit up with purples and blues, and the meteors were like glitter, sprinkled in the sky.
"Same time next year?" Luna asked Hermione as the beautiful event was ending.
"Of course." Hermione looked around. "Where's Harry?"
"Off to bed, I suppose." Luna yawned. "Like I'll be."
Harry giggled, and tried to bit his lip to stifle them to no avail.
"Stop, Tom." Harry protested. "They'll hear me."
Tom sucked at his next and cast a silencing and locking charm on the door, wordlessly.
"Show off," Harry grumbled.
Tom licked the inner shell of his ear. Harry moaned.
"Yeah." Tom whispered into his ear, voice low and rough. "I'd like to 'show off'."
Harry moaned again.
"So, Harry, where'd you go after last night?" Hermione asked him. Harry blushed and hoped the spell he'd cast on his neck that morning would hold.
"Kitchens. I needed a snack."
Tom smirked from where he sat at the Slytherin table.
"Yeah, because he was the snack." Bellatrix grumbled.
Merry Christmas! Next update early January!