Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter.
Written for Hopscotch, prompts Romance (genre)
Harry/Luna (pairing)
pink (word)
screams (word)
Harry didn't mind when Luna brought home strange-looking creatures with stranger names because it made her happy. And seeing the woman, he loved happy made him happy.
He didn't object when she turned the living room into a place for Boot to live, the pink furred gorilla looking beast needed his own space.
Harry hadn't minded when the bathtub was turned into a pond for Milk, Red and Lula because where else were the color changing fish meant to go.
But having their bedroom turned into a desert for Daisy, that looked a across between a dog, a cat and oddly a turtle that screams every few minutes, he did mind.
Not that it mattered because he caved less than a minute into the argument of where Daisy should go when he saw the crumbled face of Luna when he subtly suggested Daisy would be better off else where.
So here he and Luna were sleeping on a mattress on the kitchen floor while Daisy enjoyed their once beautiful bedroom.
And he stared at the crack in ceiling he couldn't help wondering what his kitchen would become for some weird looking thing.
