Theme # 42: Portraits


Ten years of marriage later, Molly still wondered how many plugs her redheaded husband kept. It was spring, time to get rid of the odds-and-ends they did not need, and it seemed as if muggle!things seemed to have been stocked away, in every corner of the house.

"Arthur." Molly sounded impatiently patient.

Her husband looked up, from the sofa. He had a nine year old Bill at his side, and was showing him how muggle portraits are inanimate, but can be made to move.

"Dear?"

"Do you want to keep this?"

She held up a muggle toaster.