Title: Love, Why Does Kreacher Hate Us So?
Words: 100
Rating: PG-13
Other characters/pairings: none
Warnings: Implications of what all married couples do
Author’s Notes: Was written for last week's theme, but it applies to this week's too. Hermione hates me.
It was Harry’s first Halloween in his very own house, in its very own neighbourhood, celebrated with his very own wife.
The house resembled an old abandoned mansion with its personal graveyard; Kreacher had been charmed gray. Piles of candy waited just behind the door.
But all Harry’s plans of dressing up and scaring children before handing out candy vanished when his lovely wife of two months sauntered downstairs, her ginger hair up in an elegant twist, wearing a very tight, very black cat costume.
A sulking gray house-elf was the only one answering the Potters’ front door that night.