They met at night because the pitch was always empty except for them and the sound of their breathing…HHr.

I like oranges, she said looking at him evenly. But I love mangoes. HMS Red Moon, Seventh Year.

These are for you," he blurted out, thrusting the roses at her. She looked at them with an odd gleam shining in her eyes…RWxLL, WAFF

He looked rather good in blue. HMS Red Moon, spoilers for OotP.