The North Star
Pairing: Ron/Lavender
Word Count: 412
Written For:
- Speed Drabble, prompts: (dialogue) "Don't touch that, for God's sake!", (word) almost, (word) hold.
- September Event, prompt: (location) The Astronomy Tower
"Ron, are you even looking?" Lavender pulled away from her telescope and gave Ron a stern look. She tapped his star chart impatiently with her fingernail. "Hold it right there, and you should be able to see Polaris."
"What's so special about Polaris anyway?" he grumbled, making a minimal effort to stare idly through his telescope. "Yes, it's a bright star—there's bloody hundreds of them. I'd rather be in bed than up this Astronomy Tower on a winter night."
Lavender raised her neat eyebrows. "What's so special about Polaris?" she asked him. "Do you listen to anything that Professor Sinistra tells us? Polaris is positioned almost exactly at the North Celestial Pole. Do you know what that means?"
Ron shrugged, staring at her blankly.
"It's the current Northern Pole Star! And not only that, but it's two thousand, three hundred times more luminous than our sun. It's important that astronomers pay close attention to it in the coming decades, so we might have an idea of what will happen to the sun."
"Luminous...close attention..." Lavender snapped her gaze to Ron's hands, realising that he was scribbling blotchy notes on the corner of his star chart.
"Don't touch that, for God's sake!" she all but shrieked, reaching out and snatching his star chart. "Oh look, you've made it all messy, now," she rolled her eyes, but a smile crept onto her face. "Never mind. I'll sort it out for you."
"Do you think you could write some of those stars on there for me, too?" he asked cheekily, his brown eyes glimmering. Lavender smirked.
"I'll chart Polaris, and that's it."
"I love you, Lavender," he said happily, leaning back to look out at the night sky. Lavender glanced over to where Harry and Hermione sat, hoping she hadn't overheard. Their difficult relationship-slash-friendship made it very easy for either Hermione or Ron to get jealous of the other having friends of the opposite sex.
"Well, lets not let Hermione hear you say that," Lavender muttered, before pointing her wand at Ron's star chart to clear the scruffy notes.