The night sky really was amazing, and on boring nights with boring people around, and when Izzie was in a bad mood, she snuck out of the Gryffindor Common Room and made her way up to the strangest place she could think of. The Astronomy Tower, which by itself wasn't so strange, people came up here for class on certain nights to stare at the stars, but this was a weekend, so no one was up here at all.
Izzie was laying on her back, staring up at the heavens, counting the stars, tracing constellations, and overall just being quiet for the first time in a long time. She had been surrounded by possibly the most boring, civil conversation she had ever come across, no one had wanted to listen to her, and she was running out of patience with her homework, so Izzie was up here, staring at the stars that almost never changed for her. She knew every season, knew the important stars, and the ones that would guide her home. Izzie lazily raised her arm up, pointing straight up before moving in a clock-wise direction, pointing out the constellations to herself, and muttering their names under her breath.