Narcissa: I'm getting old.
Bellatrix: Worry not, I'm older than you Cissy.
Me: What's with the age thingy?
Narcissa: Do you remember that my mother has arthritis?
Me: Yes..?
Narcissa: Did you know that it'll run in family?
Me: No, I didn't.
Narcissa: I think I have it..
Me: What do you mean?
Bellatrix: Mhm, I'm very lucky that the chances didn't get to me.
Y/n: Now that's just mean, Bella!
Narcissa: At least I didn't get the mental issues from our parents.
Bellatrix: *Gagged*
Y/n: I am shooketh.
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Short StoryGay witches living in the same apartment. What could possibly go wrong right?
