#98—Pajamas

“Lucius, wake up! You have to see this! Now!”

Lucius grumbled as he was yanked out of bed by Narcissa. Without letting him gather himself, she dragged him out the door. She thrust him out into the middle of the front garden, demanding that he look up. He grumbled, rubbed his eyes and looked towards the sky.

“What am I looking at?”

“It’s a meteor shower! It looks like it’s raining light! Isn’t it gorgeous?”

“I’m standing outside, in my pajamas, bare footed, looking at star farts at three am. It would be gorgeous to smother you with a pillow.”