Flowers
It was exam season and Hufflepuff had heard enough horror stories of students getting caught during midnight rendezvous’s, so why were they getting ready to go on one themselves?
Because Slytherin had asked.
They had promised Huff that all they needed was a minute and then Huff could go back to their dorms.
Huff wondered just what Slytherin was upto as they walked with muffled steps and tried to keep an ear out for filch.
They forgot all about it, though, when they saw Slytherin standing there with their arms behind their back. They wanted to squeal and jump into Sly’s arms and, though, Sly did none of the squealing and all of the catching, they mirrored Huff’s expression as they ushered Huff into a broom closet.
Inside, they presented Huff with a tiny bouquet of glowing, silver flowers.
Though, Huff tried to remember, they couldn’t remember to place these flowers. They took the tiny bouquet and caressed the petals in wonder as Slytherin explained that these flowers were fragrant and in full bloom only at night.
“Oh?
“Yeah, to keep you company when you can’t sleep” when I can’t, they said in their head
Huff smiled as they realised Sly remembered that they got sleepless during exam season. They were touched.