INDIGO -

The Astronomy Tower had always been Draco's favorite place to dissapear too. A perfect place to think and let his guard down because, honestly, no one was really that interested in going up to see the stars when they could be playing with their friends.

Imagine his surprise when it was revealed that, in the last three years, Neville had also come to love visiting the Astronomy Tower? And that, some how, they had never met up with each other until that very night?

It was just before curfew but they'd been there for hours. Since dinner, actually. Doing nothing but talking. About classes and the new DADA teacher and everything but The War and its consequences. Everything but what the other students, and the teachers and the papers and their families, wanted to hear them speak about.

They gave tentative smiles and quiet laughs and, slowly, the sky above them changed colors. From the stunning orange that had blazed above them when they first sat down, to a brilliant mix of blues and purples and just a smidgen of black starting to take over the sky.

It was under this sky, under these colors, that Neville took charge. That he swallowed the lump growing in his throat, took a deep breath, and leaned forewards. Lips met and then they parted as both boys leaned backwards, heavy blushes settling on their faces and eyes snapping to the sky.

But there were smiles on their faces and their hands linked together as they sat there, comfortably silent, well past curfew.