Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh
Title: Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh
Rating: G
Word Count:149
Warnings: Happy!
Summary:Harry/Luna getting ready for the holiday season!
Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
A/N: Just a little random diddy I wrote. This is fic #3 for my personal Christmas Fest. Good times!
“You don’t need to cut down a tree for Yule every year.” Luna strung a strand of red and gold garland on the potted cactus in her flat’s livingroom.
“It’s just tradition though.” Harry smiled at her from behind his glasses before wrapping a gree and silver beaded wrap around one of the cacti’s arms.
Hanging a bronze ball off one of the long nettles, Luna looked at Harry quizzically and asked, “Who’s?”
Pursing his lips, Harry grabbed a string of lights. “I’m not sure.” He bit his lip before maneuvering the lights between the nettles. He plugged the lights into the muggle socket and he smiled. “I think it is time we started out own tradition.”
“Well,” Luna tucked a piece of long flaxen hair behind her ear before she tied a bright yellow canary to the top of the cactus, “I’ll bring the gold, frankincense and myrrh.”
Rating: G
Word Count:149
Warnings: Happy!
Summary:Harry/Luna getting ready for the holiday season!
Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
A/N: Just a little random diddy I wrote. This is fic #3 for my personal Christmas Fest. Good times!
“You don’t need to cut down a tree for Yule every year.” Luna strung a strand of red and gold garland on the potted cactus in her flat’s livingroom.
“It’s just tradition though.” Harry smiled at her from behind his glasses before wrapping a gree and silver beaded wrap around one of the cacti’s arms.
Hanging a bronze ball off one of the long nettles, Luna looked at Harry quizzically and asked, “Who’s?”
Pursing his lips, Harry grabbed a string of lights. “I’m not sure.” He bit his lip before maneuvering the lights between the nettles. He plugged the lights into the muggle socket and he smiled. “I think it is time we started out own tradition.”
“Well,” Luna tucked a piece of long flaxen hair behind her ear before she tied a bright yellow canary to the top of the cactus, “I’ll bring the gold, frankincense and myrrh.”