the moon [h.s.] - EDITING

thirty-four.

Harry's home, showered and well-dressed by the time it is evening. He's wearing checkered trousers to match his red sweater over a plaid collared shirt. It's very fall and well put together. He puts on an apron and ties it when it's time for him to start cooking up the meal he promised Luna.

"What a lucky girl," Levi tells him as he steps out of his bedroom and joins Harry in the kitchen. He has changed out of his work clothes into something more comfortable.

Harry smiles as he gathers all the ingredients for a pasta dish. "Oh, stop."

"So are you guys like a thing? I mean, you went to her hometown... Is it official?" He asks.

"Well..." Harry begins to mince some garlic. "Not official, but we've established our feelings, I guess."

"What do you mean?!"

Harry looks at Levi and laughs. "I don't know! I mean, I like her a lot. And, yeah maybe I plan to ask her... I don't know." He looks away when his cheeks feel warm. Is he blushing? He shrugs it off.

"Aw, Harry! Well, hey Jade and I would love to go on a double date with you guys sometime," Levi says. He walks over to his coat that he left on the couch. He puts it on. "I'll see you later! Unless your date goes really well." He winks at Harry.

He hears his double date suggestion and only nods. He then laughs. "Alright, Levi... Have a good time!" His flatmate is out the door and he's left alone to cook. He remembers learning how to cook from his mom. He always watched her in fascination whenever she was in the kitchen. She taught him so many things and he feels bad when he realizes that Luna's mother probably never taught her how to cook. Her dad, an experienced cook, might've never gotten the chance to teach Luna.

He mixes the right amounts of egg, cheese, and pepper into a bowl. He looks around and begins to think he should make a more romantic setting. It's been a while since Harry's done anything romantic. A long while.

He sets the bowl aside and searches for the candles. He finds some in the closet in the hall and brings it over to the kitchen. He decides to spread three candles on the kitchen island countertop. He places the final candle on the table where he plans to have dinner with her. He lights them all up. Should he add more candles? He decided against it. Instead, he dims the lights of the flat but leaves the kitchen lights on for him to see.

He smiles when it looks romantic enough. Dammit, he forgot flowers. Who forgets flowers? He sighs and turns back to the food. He can't go anywhere now. He's in the middle of cooking. He drains the bucatini pasta and sets it aside. He then works on perfecting the sauce.

He's singing in the kitchen as he's almost done cooking the meal after a while. He throws a towel over his shoulder as he begins to dance a little as well. "Well, I guess it would be nice if I could touch your body... I know not everybody has got a body like you!" He suddenly stops singing and dancing with himself when he hears knocking. He instantly smiles when he knows who's on the other side.

He stops stirring the pasta sauce and sets the wooden spoon aside. He puts the towel back down onto the counter then jogs to the door. He opens it slowly. "Well, hello there... May I take your coat?" He asks when seeing Luna.

She giggles and steps inside. She turns to let Harry slide the coat off her shoulders. She then flattens down her black dress. It's short and tight with straps tied together on each shoulder. Her hair is pinned up to show off her pearl earrings. He likes pearls. "Did I just hear you singing?" She asks when turning back to look at him.

He's taking in her appearance and she looks so damn good. He hangs her coat on the rack. "Hm?" He dismisses what she asks and looks her up and down. "You look amazing."