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I wake up and hit the shower, feeling the hot water run down my spine as I tilt my head back to wash my hair.

I hadn't woke up the greatest this morning. Besides feeling groggy and still exhausted from staying up until 3am reading, my mind just flicked towards my parents with no warning. That happens sometimes. Sometimes I'll be just sitting there, getting on with whatever I'm doing contently without any trouble and then it'll hit me.

The fact that they aren't here anymore.

My mind brought memories of simpler times, when they were alive. Of course it wasn't simple in the way of money or possessions, but it was simple in the way that we knew, as a family, that love would be all we needed to be safe and happy.

It just hit me like a ton of bricks. Just like it is again right now.

My cheeks begin to feel flushed and drained with water and it's only now I realise it's not the shower dripping onto my skin, but the salty tears which sting the corner of my eye as they flow down my face.

I slide slowly down the shower tile to the floor with the water still trickling onto my head as I pull my knees to my chest and hug them tightly with sobs coming from my mouth which I don't feel I can control.

I place my hand over my mouth to stop my cries and sniffles being to loud and dip my head into my knees with wet strands of hair falling in front of my face.

I just need to let all my cries out and then I can get on with the day.

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I'd finished cleaning the rest of upstairs with the exception of Draco's room which I make my way to now.

He's usually always out at around the time that I clean his room but I always knock for obvious reasons.

I knock on the door before placing my hand on the door handle about to walk in.

''Yes'' I hear him call from outside the room and I stall, dropping my hand from the handle immediately.

I go to turn around and make my way somewhere else but he opens the door and leans against the doorway looking at me.

It's only now I realise I'm completely frozen as he stands there in nothing but his Grey jogging bottoms and no t-shirt with his hair laying messily with a strand dangling on his forehead. He looks like he'd just only woken up.

''I'd love round two, but I've just only woken up'' he says with squinted eyes as he scratches his head.

I close my eyes and shake my head to the side to look away from him. Why open your door with no shirt on? It's incredibly unfair.

''I was actually going to clean your room, but I'll come back later'' I mutter going to walk away again.

''Wait'' he says trying to sound as clear as possible through his sleepy voice and I turn back around to look at him ''Come in-''

''It's fine I'll come back later I don't want to bother you-''

''Carter'' he says tiredly closing his eyes with a sigh ''Just come in and clean my damn room will you'' he scrunches his nose up with a yawn.

Ok. I didn't know a yawn could be attractive, but ok.

''Charming'' I roll my eyes before pushing him out of the doorway making him stumble back a little and walking over to his bed.

He shuts his door and leans against it looking over at me ''You go from timid to rude real quick. Has anyone told you that?'' he frowns as I begin to change his bed sheets.

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