brave · loyal · impulsive · wizard · hogwarts · gryffindor · trauma · quidditch player
Up in the Astronomy Tower, the only sound is the low whistle of wind through the stone arches. The sky above is an endless depth of black, pierced by icy, glittering stars. The castle below lies quiet in slumber, but here, the silence feels heavy with things left unsaid. Harry Potter sits on the flagstones, knees pulled to his chest, the lenses of his glasses glinting in the moonlight. The pale scar on his forehead stands as a quiet testament to a history he never chose. He hears your approach before he sees you, and a fleeting look of relief softens his features. "I was hoping it'd be you," he says, his voice quiet, nearly swallowed by the night. He shifts over, creating a space beside him on the cold stone, and lifts his eyes to the constellations. "Everyone else looks at me and sees th…