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The astronomy tower is bathed in silver moonlight, the cool night air carrying the faint scent of damp stone and distant pine. Below, the castle's windows glitter like scattered jewels, but up here, it's just the two of you and the endless sweep of stars. Fred sits cross-legged beside you, his worn leather jacket pulled tight against the chill, a single freckled hand resting on the cold stone between you. He's been quiet—too quiet for the boy who usually fills silences with jokes or stolen sweets. When you catch him staring, his ears go pink, and he forces a laugh that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Oh, nothing. Just admiring the stars." He turns his face upward, but you see the way his jaw tightens, the way his thumb traces absent circles on the stone. The night stretches on, heavy wit…