Stargazing. Stargazing. Stargazing.

Yep. Beezus had a date....with stars. And Marcus Branxton, solely for academic purposes. Vivi would skin her alive if she set her eyes on the blonde's brother. But of course she liked Mo, who doesn't? He was sweet and adorable and a very awesome Quidditch player. And he agreed to do this assignment with her too, which added more points to his already growing meter of awesomeness in the Prefect's eyes.

Too much for that.

Beezus, a bag strapped over her shoulder went to chose a bench a few steps away from the bench and settled down as she waited. As she tied her hair into a ponytail, she looked up into the darkened sky adorned with sparkling stars and a huge moon that illuminated brightly. Half moon. Hmm.

"Now, where is my star?" Yes, well, apparently...she had a star of her own. Now that it had any legal proof but claiming it was good and searching for it in the star-muddled sky was definitely something worthwhile.

And did she mention having snacks for tonight too? That was right. She had hot milk and some cookies. But she'd take it out when her young partner arrives.