A/N: yeas, I know I have been on a hiatus for almost a year. Deal with it. Now it's the summer I will probably write a lot more if I can be bothered. I have commitment issues so it will only be oneshots for now. This story is in the point of view of Luna Lovegood. I am aware I deleted my last story, it was very depressing but if I get 15 favourites I may repost it. ;) Enjoy the fluffy!
The rain beat down on my windows. I smiled to myself as I stretched and yawned. I rolled over and whispered "Good mornin' Harry" to my half-asleep husband that lay beside me. He smiled sleepily and turned to face me.
"Morning sweetheart." His emerald eyes glinted as he smiled contently at me. I blinked and then yawned again.
"What time is it?" I asked blearily.
Harry frowned and put on his glasses. "I think it's about eightish." He said.
"Okay" I said airily. "Thank you."
"I think I'm going to get some breakfast." Harry mumbled, getting up and pulling on his dressing gown.
I got up too and said "I'm going to have a shower. Be careful though."
"Why?" Harry turned back, confused.
"There are quite a lot of Wrackspurts today." I gestured around.
Harry chuckled. "Oh, I'll be careful, don't you worry Luna dear." He disappeared from my view as I shut the door and started to get ready for my shower.
-Twenty minutes later-
I got back into bed, dressed in a simple Hogwarts sweatshirt that used to belong to Harry and some leggings.
I was just tying my long platinum-blonde hair into a messy bun at the nape of my neck when Harry knocked on the door.
"Safe to come in?" He asked from behind the oaken door.
"Yeah, I'm decent." I replied.
"Are you quite sure, I think I hear a Crumple-Horned Snorcack in there." He joked.
"No silly, it's just me." I giggled.
Harry came in with a large tray hovering above him. He tried to manoeuvre it around our cluttered bedroom, still dressed in his navy dressing gown.
"You look so silly." I giggled again.
"Thanks Luna, love you too." He said.
"Love you too Harry." I smiled at him; he really was cute when he was trying to be angry. "Need a little help there?" I asked sweetly.
"No, I'm fine." Harry insisted.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Yep." He answered.
Eventually, we got to have breakfast. I had some fruit salad and he, an omelette. Harry likes that sort of thing. After he had finished I said to him. "So it's raining. What do you want to do today?"
"How about a chill movie day?" He asked hopefully. "We can sit on the sofa with a blanket and I can educate you on classic muggle movies." He looked at me pleadingly. "Please?"
"Sure." I nodded. "Sounds good, isn't a movie the one that plays on the telly-vision?" I wondered.
"Yep, sort of."
I left Harry to get dressed and headed downstairs to set up our movie morning. I put a fluffy throw over the sofa and made a cup of Earl Grey Tea for Harry and some herbal for me. He came down after about ten minutes, dressed in sweatpants and a blue Puddlemere United top.
"I didn't know you supported Puddlemere." I commented as he drew closer.
"I don't." Harry said dryly. "It was a Christmas gift from somebody. I can't remember who" That made sense. I thought. Harry never threw away Christmas presents, no matter who it was from or how bad it actually was. Must be because he'd never gotten any presents as a kid. Damn Dursleys.
I had been in a relationship with Harry for almost six months before he told me what had happened with his muggle family. Needless to say, when I next saw his Uncle Vernon, I threatened him very seriously. Poor Harry.
"So," I asked, sitting myself down on the black leather sofa. "What are we watching today?"
"Well, Mrs Potter, I thought we'd start off with some classic 'The Breakfast Club' and then possibly watch some 'Mean Girls?'" He said, grinning at me. "How does that suit you?" H asked whist joining me on the sofa.
"It suits me just fine Mr Potter." I smiled back.
Harry put on 'The Breakfast Club' and I began to watch the movie. Harry put his arm around me and I snuggled up to him. When the movie ended Harry went to go and make more tea and to get some snacks.
I thought the movie was very deep and quite sad. I understood why he liked it though. It was a very 'Harry' film to like.
Harry came back with two steaming cups of green tea and a large bowl of popcorn three minutes later.
"Thanks." He sat back down and I hugged him around the middle. "I love you Harry Potter." I said affectionately.
"I love you too Luna Potter." He looked at me, equally as affectionately.
"That was cheesy wasn't it?" I asked.
"Totally."
Mean Girls started and I sat back again to watch the film. "Harry…" I mumbled, about ten minutes into the film.
"Yes love?" He replied, engrossed in the movie.
"This one isn't as serious as the last one. Is it?" I answered.
"No Luna, it really isn't." Harry chuckled.
"Good," I said. "I don't like sad films."
When the film finished and our bowl of popcorn was empty, we sat and cuddled for a little longer before I spoke.
"Harry?" I murmured nervously, fiddling with my hands on my jumper. "You like kids right?" I mumbled.
"What?" Harry looked confused. "Of course, why do you ask?"
"Because erm," I paused, looked down and said. "I think we might be having one."
Harry's eyes lit up and he smiled very wide and said gleefully "Really? That's great Luna, I've always wanted a kid and." He stood up and started to pace.
"So you're not mad?" I asked nervously.
"Mad, why would I be mad?" Harry yelled. "Luna, I'm so happy I could cry."
After a while he said "I love you Mrs Potter."
To which I replied
"I love you too Mr Potter."
A/n: There you have it! It was very fwuffy and I hope you liked it. I have a feeling Luna's going to be a good mum. ;)