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Title: Furniture Shopping
Prompt: false
Summary: Harry and Ron go furniture shopping. (I'm sure you could gather as much from the title.)
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG for snuggling and one very vague innuendo
A/N: Unbetaed, and probably suffers for it. Written for
harryron100, who won't let me use more than 100 words in my drabbles. Bastards.
Furniture Shopping
They need a new bedside cabinet, because theirs is from Ron’s childhood bedroom, and they both feel they’ve both outgrown animated trains.
At the second-hand furniture store, Harry’s sold on an oak cabinet with a false drawer, until Ron points out that they need a drawer for storage purposes.
Harry vetoes the cabinet painted Chudley orange.
After an hour of searching, Ron collapses, exhausted, onto a large pine bed and drags Harry down with him. “Can't we just get this instead?” he mumbles into Harry’s neck.
Harry smiles at the saleswoman hovering over them. “Is there a matching bedside cabinet?”