A/N: a fluffy luna-harry drabble written because my friend gave me the prompt and we were doing fanfiction challenges.
also for the Cinema Competition: Titanic - write a romance (this one is kinda smutty aka heavily implied lemons)
it's only in this collection because it's less than 250 words and i really don't want to start another collection. (i'm really lazy)
kiss: 231 words
"Harry," Luna whispered in his ear, as he was kissing her neck passionately, "we're being loud. The kids are going to wake up." Her platinum blonde hair was a mess of tangles and his was no exception.
She smiled over at him. She didn't want to stop. But she knew she had to. The kids were going to wake up, she could already hear them stirring, and then what was she going to to?
She kissed she on the lips, gently this time, her pulse finally slowing down a bit. Pushing herself up and pulling herself off of the bed, she turned and smiled at Harry, held up a finger as if to say one minute, and slowly backed out of the room, so engulfed by his green eyes and white toothed smile that she tripped over a wire and fell. She banged into the wall and shrieked, terrified.
"Luna!" Harry shouted, grabbing his wand from the bedside and casting a spell to keep her afloat. She was in the air, laughing a bit. There was a quiet knock on the door and their son Draco peeked through the door. Luna and Harry both looked at each other wide eyed, Luna in her bra and panties and Harry in nothing but a bed sheet.
Harry's eyes held a question Luna was asking herself too, how are we going to explain this?