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leaning against an outer railing, gil looked up at the stars dotting the darkened sky. he liked astronomy, learning about the stars, and the various heroes immortalized in them. many people saw him, a slytherin from a pureblood family, as someone that wouldn't dare care about something as trivial as muggle studies. however, he'd read quite a lot on the subject of constellations and their muggle legends as well as how they connected to the constellations only witches and wizards would know about and had named. humming softly to himself, he bit into the apple he'd brought, pilfered from the kitchens--though that was probably the wrong word, he was allowed in there and the house elves didn't mind seeing him--as he watched the sparkle of the stars and the breeze as it rustled through the trees. from here he could see all around the school and the quidditch pitch beyond. ah, that would be a romantic date night, wouldn't it? he'd never found himself fond of the idea of dating before and far be it for him, as arrogant and prideful as he was, to admit that he enjoyed it, but he did. perhaps it was just because he'd found the right person to pique his interest. blanching a little at the very thought of being that openly sentimental, gil straightened back up and licked his lips.
angling his head towards the hint of sound, soft as it was, and above the owls hooting in the distance, he tensed for a fraction of a second. being caught here was not really his idea of a good time and merlin forbid the caretaker come up here. he wasn't in the mood to have to explain to filch why he was here when he shouldn't be, and also forbid it be mrs. norris. who knew what sort of connection they really had, and it was entirely possible she would tattle in some way. he wasn't at all convinced that they didn't have some weird, unholy bond. hand sliding to his wand in his pocket, gil glanced towards the small set-up he'd brought here via the assistance of accio and a suitcase, thought it'd be a shame if the blankets and pillows were completely wasted. the more he thought about it the more awkward he started to feel about it, though it wasn't the first time they'd done this. they'd sleep here until a few hours before sunrise, then head back to their respective common rooms and spend the rest of the time there until breakfast. a little tense, he stood perfectly still until the shadowed figure came into view and dropped the dark hood from his head. breathing out a sigh of relief, he stood tall and pressed one hand to his hip, the other bringing the apple to his lips again.
"you're late," he muttered after swallowing the bit of fruit; he tried to sound put out, which he was actually not. he knew that it was sometimes a chore to find the time to get up here on those nights they wanted to spend together. gil's lips quirked into an impish grin as he moved further into the room, meeting his boyfriend halfway, and next to the mess of blankets he'd amassed. the blonde tilted into him, the look in his eyes purely devious and cat-like, especially as he brought the apple up, the red of its skin resting against the curve of his lips. it was done to keep his boyfriend from leaning to kiss him, for he moved it aside in the next moment, licking his lips. "how do you intend to make it up to me?"