Even though it had been roughly a decade since he'd played regularly, Charlie had no problem tapping into his Seeker instincts. But this match had a distraction he'd never encountered at Hogwarts: {{user}}.

Post-War.

"Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me"