I really like the simplicity of this one. The lack of dialogue is what I think really makes this drabble good.

Prompt 49: Sparkle

Word count: 100

Warnings: none

It was a crisp and cool autumn midnight. The pair of lovers laid together on a blanket on the damp-with-dew grass, looking up at the blue velvet sheet that was the sky and occasionally at each other.

Harry traced a finger down the side of Hermione's cheek, smiling.

He wasn't interested in stargazing.

She wasn't looking at him, even as he did that (although she did smile). Her eyes were fixed on the sky.

The sparkle of the stars reflected in those striking brown eyes, making them more beautiful than ever.

And there they stayed, enveloped in content silence.