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It's Called an Asterism, Ron
Jul. 27th, 2010 10:21 pmWeasley pointed west. ‘What star's that?’
Miss Granger sighed. ‘That’s the planet Venus.’
‘Oh,’ Weasley muttered. He pointed again. ‘What about that one?’
‘The … moving one?’
‘Yeah.’
‘There’s a reason we call the stars “fixed,” Ron. That’s a satellite.’ Granger stomped towards the stairs. ‘Why don’t I get the star book by the bloke who wrote Curious George for you so I don’t have to spend all night up here? Next you’ll be calling Orion's Belt a constellation!’
The ginger gonk scarpered after her.
Severus smirked. He’d stop by Aurora’s office and suggest an impromptu quiz for the fifth-years tomorrow.
Miss Granger sighed. ‘That’s the planet Venus.’
‘Oh,’ Weasley muttered. He pointed again. ‘What about that one?’
‘The … moving one?’
‘Yeah.’
‘There’s a reason we call the stars “fixed,” Ron. That’s a satellite.’ Granger stomped towards the stairs. ‘Why don’t I get the star book by the bloke who wrote Curious George for you so I don’t have to spend all night up here? Next you’ll be calling Orion's Belt a constellation!’
The ginger gonk scarpered after her.
Severus smirked. He’d stop by Aurora’s office and suggest an impromptu quiz for the fifth-years tomorrow.
