The long term Astronomy Assignment was getting to Felicity. On top of her NEWT prep and the stress it brought, the fact that she hadn't completed it when Astronomy was usually one of her best, and always one of her favourite, subjects was proving pretty aggravating.

Of course, she could spend as many nights awake as possible, but she couldn't control when the lights would be visible, and she had to keep reminding herself of that.

The worrying had done one good thing for the seventh year, though - it had given her this idea. She might not be able to control the lights, but there was somewhere where they appeared every evening. And a magical replica of the lights was better than nothing, she figured, which was why she had bundled her coat on, and armed with warming charms was headed to the Igloo.

She was happy to see that it was fairly empty, too, and took a space in the corner, pulling her parchment out in order to jot some notes.

After she'd spent a good half an hour enthralled by the sight, that was. It was hypnotising, and Felicity was definitely adding travelling to Iceland or somewhere to her list of things to do. She'd heard that you could sleep in cabins with glass roofs beneath the sight, and practically sighed at the thought of how romantic it was.

Pulling her gaze away from the greens and purples, she added to her notes.