Well it looked like a bookshelf anyway. The true test was rather or not it could do its job. She slid a box appropriately labeled box of crap and began sifting through it. Every Harry Potter book plus a skull seemed to fit nicely on one shelf without the whole thing falling apart in a cartoon like fashion. She smiled then leaned over to kiss Pietro's cheek.
"You're my favorite!" She said winking. "You win, I'm sick of being a muggle! And we can just like leave all of our furniture downstairs, that's a thing we can do right?"