ginny weasley + cigarettes; req. by keladree
about remus; no matter how hard he tried to push it away, to the back corner of his mind and where no one would see, every trudge up the astronomy tower brought an indistinct but powerful anxiety to the pit of his stomach. he told himself it was stupid. it was just the sky, just the moon, just a collection of dust and magic. he usually met hogwarts and its secrets with a heady mixture of avidity and reverence, but astronomy he could never convince himself to love.