Pink by Luvscharlie

Harry walked into the bedroom and drew up short. Pink? Pink everywhere. The walls had been painted pink. There was a new pink rug on the floor. The bed was covered with a pink duvet and the fluffiest pink pillows he had ever laid eyes upon. He'd be willing to bet his shorts that the linens beneath were pink as well.

This was simply unacceptable. "Pansy!" he shouted.

"Yes, Harry."

He opened his mouth to protest, but closed it as her dressing gown pooled at her feet revealing lingerie the exact shade of the room.

"I match," she whispered.

"Indeed."

Fin.

A/N: Originally written for the hp_wishes community on Live Journal where the pairing was Harry/Pansy and the prompt was pink pillows. Our drabble had to be 100 words exactly.