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Friday nights belonged to the stars. While Hogwarts slept beneath a blanket of silence, two figures climbed the winding staircase of the Astronomy Tower, drawn by a tradition neither of them had ever spoken aloud. Draco Malfoy always arrived first, carrying a worn star chart and a thermos of tea. She arrived moments later, wrapped in a knitted blanket, her eyes already searching the endless sky. Somewhere among the constellations lived an old Hogwarts legend. A single star named Evangeline, said to reveal itself only to souls whose paths were destined to cross, no matter how far life tried to pull them apart. Neither of them truly believed the tale. Still, every Friday they searched. They spoke of dreams, fears, and futures too uncertain to say aloud anywhere else. Beneath the moonlight, titles, expectations, and family names faded until only two hearts remained, beating beneath the same sky. Neither realized that, long before they found Evangeline… They had already found each other.