That at the Yule Ball, during the Tournament, she'd been so focused on the tight line of beading across Sinistra's bodice and the curves of Sinistra's breasts and hips that she'd dropped a slice of cheesecake on a boy from Durmstrang?
She'd practically been caught making out in the astronomy tower. That would make anyone feel young.
"You've got freckles in the shape of Cassiopeia, did you know?"
I think this is the first femmeslash fic to get posted, if I'm not mistaken. It was lovely, and very down-to-earth.