Chapter 67
Prompt: Is my hair ok?
"We're going to be late," groaned Harry, for the fifth time of the night.
"Calm down love, we were late about 30 minutes ago. At this point we are making an entrance," uttered Theo as he moved his front curl from the left to the right of his forehead with surgical precision.
Standing back to examine himself in the mirror, Theo's brow furrowed.
"Is my hair ok? I'm going for a just rolled out of bed look, but something isn't working. Maybe if I just.."
Theo trailed off as he examined the assortment of hair products taking over the counter.
Pushing down his growing irritation, Harry strode across the bathroom until he gripped Theo's face between his hands.
"I think I have a more practical, hands on solution for that look," he muttered before pulling Theo in for a passionate kiss and falling to the bathroom floor.
Thirty minutes later, Theo and Harry Floo'ed into Malfoy Manor, robes slightly askew, but their hair impeccably mussed.