Strolling (ISO: Harry or Luna Potter)

[Alloy Alloy]

It is za zame zing everyday! Everyday I be za houze wife! Never zo I getz out za house. Fleur Weasley thought as she hurriedly cleaned up her house. Ron, her husband, was off at work, working the same job his father Arthur Weasley worked. She sighed, and went to her bedroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. "Oy! I zook like hell!" Her hair was in a matted mess, and her clothing was that of a maid.

Fleur shook her head and went over to her closet to the left of the mirror, and opened it. All of her and Ron's clothing were hanging neatly inside on hooks. She smiled as she rummaged through everything trying to find something suitable to wear to the park as she had planned to go there in order to get out of the house.

She finally settled on a nice pair of light denim slacks, a white short-sleeved blouse, and a pink sweater. She got down on her knees in the closet, looking for her favorite white flip flops, and couldn't find them right off the bat. Fleur sighed, and began throwing shoes out of the closet. Since they weren't in the closet she went out, clothing in hand. She set the clothes on the bed, and got down to look under the bed. On her side her shoes had been pushed under the bed by her. Sighing once again, she grabbed for them, and got back to her feet.

Fleur shimmied out of the clothing she had on, and got dressed in her slacks and white blouse. She slipped on her flip-flops, and walked over to the mirror. She picked up her brush and ran it through her hair until it was not messy. She decided upon leaving her golden locks down that day, and went back over to the bed, picking up her pink sweater. With that she headed out the door, and to Regent's Park.

[...Really Bad Eggs...]

Luna was thinking about getting a job. Ever since Hannah had started Hogwarts life had become ever so boring being at home, with her husband working 9 – 5 shifts at the Ministry. However, when it came to jobs she didn’t really know where to start. She and Harry had been married more or less straight out of Hogwarts, and although she’d worked a little while Harry went through his Auror training it wasn’t much at all, especially seeing as she’d been pregnant with Lance at the time as well.

But staying at home was boring, and so today Luna had flung on her favourite jumper – it was purple with a large picture of a cartoon grindalow on the front, and some slip on trainers and was going for a walk around Regents Park. She was already half way there and the sun had just popped out from behind a cloud. Looking to go into the park she noticed a familiar face making her way, presumably, to the park. Walking up next to her Luna pushed some of her own blonde hair out of her eyes and waved to Fleur, “Fleur! We haven’t spoken in ages,” she said.

[Alloy Alloy]

Fleur stopped in her tracks, and looke to see who was talking to her. "Zuna! Oh my zosh! Zow have zu been?"

[...Really Bad Eggs...]

Luna grinned to Fleur, but found it pretty hard to understand what she was saying – you would’ve thought her accent would have died down a little, she decided. “I’m good, you?” she replied, tucking all of her hands, except her fingers into her jumper’s sleeves.

[Alloy Alloy]

"Gud, Gud." Fleur said with a smile. Unfortunately, her accent hadn't died down, it was still strong as it always was. "What zing zu here, Zuna?"

((ROFL! god trying to put a french accent on English hard when writing/typing))

[...Really Bad Eggs...]

“Just fancied getting out, you know?” Luna replied, linking her arm around Fleur’s and continuing to walk into Regent’s Park, “I haven’t actually spoken to you or Ron in ages,” she repeated, “Mind you, I haven’t spoken to my own husband since forever either.”

((Awwh lol!))

[Alloy Alloy]

((LOL!))

Fleur laughed lightly,"Zame zory for me."

[...Really Bad Eggs...]

Luna smiled, it was nice there was some one in a similar position as her, she missed Harry a lot when he was working, she got lonely during the day. “But how is old Carrot Top?” she asked, referring to Ron. Back when Luna had gone to school, she’d actually quite fancied Harry’s best friend, but she had her husband now, and she loved him. Luna absent-mindedly played with her wedding ring on her finger, she was wondering what would’ve happened if she had gone out with Ron first. If she wasn’t married to Harry… Luna stopped thinking about it; there were way too many ‘ifs’ in that sentence for her liking.

[Alloy Alloy]

((lol! sorry found that sorta funny. LOL!))

"Oh, Ron? He'z zood. Az zood az can be ezpected." Fluer replied, a new smile forming at her lips. "And, 'arry?" When Fleur had met Harry she thought he was the cutest guy on earth, that is, until she got to know her husband. Though he worked all the time, and she really didn't get time out of the house, Fluer was happy with her life, and she was still madley in love with Ron.

[...Really Bad Eggs...]

“Oh, that’s good,” Luna replied, “And Harry’s good,” she looked up at Fleur’s face again and then said, through a big grin, “We’re going to start trying again – for another baby,” Luna wasn’t about to go around telling everyone but she and Fleur were on friendly terms and it was okay to tell her. Luna’s grin was as wide as ever as they continued to walk, she loved babies.

[Alloy Alloy]

Fleur grinned,"Really, zats great, Zuna! Congratz."

[...Really Bad Eggs...]

Luna grinned, happily to herself as they continued to walk, “So any news with you and Ron?” she asked.

[Alloy Alloy]

"Nothzing new zo far. Whatz about zou?"

[...Really Bad Eggs...]

Luna shrugged, "Not other than I've told you..."

[Alloy Alloy]

Fleur nodded, and found a bench to sit on. "It'z zuch a beutiful day, izn't it?"