Somehow, I have gotten it into my head that I am going to breed betta fish. This cannot possibly end well, considering the disastrous results this same experiment ended with in sixth grade. (Okay, I wouldn’t say they were “disastrous,” really; the fish just never took to each other and thus I never put them in the same tank and they eventually died of natural causes. I just wanted to be melodramatic.)

However, I am older (seven years older, to be exact), and much more prepared this time around. I have purchased a 10 gallon tank to be used as a “breeding tank” (sounds kinky, right?), several plants and other decorations for the female betta to hide in should the male decide to pull a Chris Brown on her, and misc. other materials that my Happy Pet: Betta book suggested I purchase.

Most important, however, I have chosen my perfect fish. Meet Ginny and Draco, respectively (And thus my Harry Potter and Draco/Ginny OTP obsession is introduced to To The Sleepless)

(Excuse the poor photography; it’s rather difficult for me to manage a decent picture of the two.)

So far, this plan seems to be going well. I am about 99.9% sure that Draco has begun building a bubble nest for Gin, which is lovely, though he really should have waited until I moved them to the big tank (I hope that his relocation doesn’t stop him from rebuilding :/), and he hangs out at the side of his bowl next to Ginny’s bowl. He also flared his gills and me when I kneeled down next to his bowl to study his “nest,” as if he was attempting to ~protect Ginny. It was really sweet :’)

I just hope that they don’t kill each other when I try to put them together. Ugh. That would be my luck.