Cavenagh Road

"He strips himself, feeling the slender long bones and planes beneath the tips of his fingers, smudged with ink from yesterday night's reports. There is an almost-breath of satisfaction as he admires the smooth, if freckled, surfaces devoid of baby fat, then quick censure as he, embarassed, discovers as he does twice or thrice every day that this body is too effeminate, and too weak. " Sometimes things can only be explained through the eyes of the people themselves. A series of one-shots featuring Percy Weasley, Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini.

"She was supposed to like the city, the grey and the persistent kitten-patter rain. She was supposed to like the dusty empty quiet of a tiny one-bedroom flat. She was not supposed to be sitting naked and cross-legged in an impersonal white bathtub, letting her freckled skin soak in the soapy water and become wrinkled, watching with a somewhat mindless fascination as water droplets trickled one by one by one from the water faucet, wondering what in the world possessed her to be there, just right there and then. " D/G/H post-Hogwarts.