Gloria looked at her boyfriend. Well, he was very handsome, except that water was dripping from his hair, trickling down his neck and into his collar with a chilly dampness. It was almost October, and the weather wasn't exactly cold, though.
Gloria placed her hand over Sirius's damp black curls. "Did you go for a swim in the Black Lake, puppy?"
Sirius cupped her face in both hands and kissed her repeatedly. "Padfoot's evening entertainment."
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