Foreign Bodies

"Sometimes he would appear in his Quidditch robes, in its resplendent green and silver, as October came and the Quidditch season drew close. Somehow he looked more human in his Quidditch uniform: less poised, less immaculate, and ironically, more grounded, held down by some kind of earthly weight. Even Ginny could see the light circles around his silver eyes on these days, and sometimes she could even think him beautiful, in a somewhat elfin way, as much as he would be intimidating her – beautiful because of those small evidences of weakness, of imperfection."

"And even then he would be in his Quidditch uniform, sometimes soaking from the wet weather, the rain weighing down and darkening the heavy, expensive fabric, making him look like a saint, with his pallor and pale silver hair, who had fallen down and been splashed in a particularly large puddle. " AU D/G/H