The Golden Snitch
Challenge: Tiggerific Times
Prompt: (creature) Unicorn
Characters: Luna Lovegood, Rolf Scamander
Word Count: 528
Other: Written by collapsar, Slytherin, Hogwarts
Points: 5 points
"Do you think," Luna said, hazily, looking off into the sunset, "that we could catch a unicorn?"
Rolf turned over on his stomach so he was facing the grass. "I don't know. Do you think we should?"
"Well, it would be nice to add something about unicorn behavior to the next issue of The Quibbler. That's something The Daily Prophet hasn't done before."
"Do you think they live in Egypt? I want to go to Egypt. I've heard that they found a new species of Kneazles there."
"I hope they're golden."
"I think that they're black and gold. They were found in some ancient wizarding tomb, in an odd compartment - Tutankhamen, I think?"
"Was he a mummy? Why don't we make mummies? Mummies are cooler than graves."
"You should add that to the next edition."
"We need to head over to Ron and Hermione's first."
"What happened to them? Do you think it was Nargles?"
"Rolf, everything isn't Nargles."
"What is it, then?"
"A baby shower, I think."
"Another one? How many babies will the Weasleys have?"
"I don't know. But Nargles help make babies."
"They must live with a lot of Nargles, then. See! I was right."
"Maybe Nargles are everything, then."
"We should write about that."
"Rolf?"
"Yeah, Luna?"
"Should we get married?"
"Married?"
"Well, everybody else is married."
"But we're different, Luna."
"Yeah, I know. But can't we be different and married?"
"I guess so. Wait . . . do I have to get down on one knee with a ring or something? Because I don't have a ring and I don't know which finger I would put it on."
"I think we can just promise."
"Okay."
"Okay."
"So do you promise? To marry me?"
"Well, yes. I thought we were past that."
"Oh, alright. Have you heard of the rainbow hippogriffs in Canada?"
"Rolf, that was from my newspaper."
"Right."
"Why do you have a newspaper?"
"My dad had a newspaper."
"Would you have had a newspaper if your dad didn't?"
"If the hopnollies determined I would."
"Ah, the hopnollies. My grandfather caught one the other day."
"That's amazing. They're almost as hard to catch as unicorns. Do you think he would be able to catch a unicorn?"
"Probably not. My grandmother wouldn't let him."
"How is your grandmother? She looked very red the other day."
"My dad said that she was wearing makeup, but I think she was bitten by a squid."
"Can a squid bite?"
"Hmm. I'm not sure. Maybe she was stung by a stingray."
"Now, that would make sense."
"Did you get a new wand?"
"Yes. I can't believe my book ate my last one."
"It was a mean book. What kind?"
"Of what?"
"A wand."
"Oh, right. Ten-inch unicorn hair."
"Do you think it would be easier to catch a unicorn with a unicorn hair wand?"
"I don't know. We should go to Egypt and find out."
"When do you want to leave?"
"How about now? We can get married under the Egyptian sun. I've heard it keeps the Nargles away."
"Okay. But isn't there a baby shower or something happening?"
"Is there? I don't know."
"Unicorns are probably more important."
"Yeah."
an: idek, but please forget the fact that rolf worked for the daily prophet and work with some of the creature names i made up - i don't have fantastic beasts with me right now