Hearing Draco so close, the pressure in Harry’s chest only increased, "Yeah - yeah, it’s me," he stepped cautiously towards the staircase that followed the curve of the tower down to its lower level where the school’s telescopes were stored. His hand trembled on the smooth oak handrail as he stepped carefully down the steps, his heart lodging itself further and further into his throat as Draco came into view. He was barely visible though, hidden in the dark as he was with only the moonlight streaming through the cracks in the floorboards to see him by. It was safer, Harry supposed, waiting in the dark. But there was no one nearby - they could do with the light.