"I am not mean," Harry said with a little sigh as Teddy allowed his god father to help re-clothe him. "And don't tell him that, he'll be terrified of the sink for life!" He scolded, finally righting all of Teddy's clothes and watching as the little boy dutifully sat back down on his chair, promising to be good. Harry turned to Luna. "Can I offer you lunch? It's nothing fancy, but you're more than welcome to join us."
He didn't wait for her answer, moving about the kitchen to reo-gather the ingredients. He couldn't cook for shite, but he could at least make a mean pb&j. And cut apples without maiming himself. Bully for him, yeah?