Prompt: Wish
A Shooting Star
Ron was lying on the grounds, looking up at the beautiful starry sky. Curfew was nearing, but he just wanted to relax tonight. He was quite happy that he could enjoy the scene and not have to do Astronomy work or have Professor Sinistra down his back.
Just then, he saw a shooting star fly across the sky. As if he were a kid, he closed his eyes up tight and made a wish. I wish Hermione were here with me, he thought. And, as if by magic, he heard a voice behind him.
“Did you make a wish, Ronald?” |