Will was exhausted. It had taken him the better part of the day to convince the head of the Non-Wizard Retrieval Unit that the little family of bowtruckles could be relocated from the Muggle yard they'd taken up residence in, and not exterminated. The only thing more difficult than convincing his boss, had been convincing the bowtruckles themselves. Bowtruckles were notoriously stubborn creatures, and once they'd chosen trees to live in they didn't give them up lightly.
He'd had to bribe them with a veritable ton of wood lice, but in the end it was the state of the young bowtruckle who had been injured after trying to protect its tree from a Muggle child who wanted to make a treehouse in her backyard. The Obliviators had come and gone and dealt with the Muggles, but something still had to be done about the bowtruckles in the trees. That's where Will had come in, trying to reason with the creatures much to the derision of his squadmates. They'd have been happy to just eliminate the creatures and move on, though had only rolled their eyes when Will refused to go that route.
"I promise, where I'm taking you there are lots of really excellent trees, and Luna can help the little one recover," Will said, ignoring the laughs from the others. Really, why did they even want to work for this unit, if their first reaction was to just kill anything they deemed a nuisance. He knew there were others like him in the unit, that it was just his misfortune to be stuck with this lot, but it reminded him too much of what it had been like to work on the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures. "And I'll throw in a lifetime supply of fairy eggs, how about that?"
That argument had finally won over the bowtruckle who seemed to be in charge, and soon after Will had a pocketful of the little creatures and was heading to Luna's. He'd thought to owl ahead so she'd be expecting him, but he would fill out the paperwork after getting the creatures settled. It took a bit to get to Luna's, since he first had to get to a Ministry approved Apparition point without letting the bowtruckles loose, but he finally made it to Ottery St Catchpole, and Luna's.
He spotted her waiting in the yard, and grinned. "Hi Luna," he said as he reached her. A niffler with a bandage on its leg came wandering over and sniffed at him, before moving towards the garden. "I see Max is doing well."