When I got home, surprisingly, nobody's there. Groggily, I climb up the stairs and into my room.
As soon as the door is shut, I pull off my tie and toss it onto the couch, before unbuttoning my shirt and let it drop to the ground.
While I unbutton my pants, I step towards my closet. When I retrieve a pair of black joggers, I quickly change.
After I'm done, I get a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I look like death. The fact that I wear all black doesn't help.
My black dress shirt was under my shirt and vest.
With a scoff, I crawl back into bed and bury my face into the pillow.
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When I wake, the sun is almost extinguished. As I sit up, I can hear children laughing below.
I pop my back as I stand. Walking towards the door, I shove my mobile into my pocket and clip my beeper onto my waistband.
As soon as I walk down to the second floor, I find absolute madness. Five kids, including Fred, run up the steps, into the bigger of the two bedrooms.
It was given to George's family. The smaller was given to Hermione's. Molly and Arthur sleep in the living room. Ginny sleeps on a cot in the dining room.
The smell of roast comes up from the kitchen. In confusion, I walk downstairs to find my house is full of mostly redheads.
Molly and, who I presume is Charlie, stand in the kitchen. When Molly spots me, she smiles "Did we wake you?"
I tiredly shake my head and she waves me over. As I step over, Charlie holds out his hand "Nice to meet you, brov."
I shake it and furrow my brow "There are a lot of you, huh?" Charlie hums and I ask him "Why haven't you started your own cult, yet?" I joke.
He chuckles, before telling me "Romanian people are pretty conservative." I give a confused look and he gives me a knowing look.
"Oh!" It hits me like a ton of bricks, and I ask "Well, would you date Harry?"
He scoffs, before declaring "He's too much like a little brother." I hum and he shrugs "Besides, I'm not getting in the dragon industry. I'm probably out of the game in five to ten years. I'll settle down, then."
Ginny walks up and jokes "He'll break his hip, trying to wrangle a dragon and end up someone's bitch."
Charlie shrugs "You're probably right." He looks to me and asks "What about you? Plan on having a couple of kids that come running to you with every little inconvenience."
I chuckle, before remarking "Please, my family belongs in a madhouse."
Ginny furrows her brow and remarks "You think us mad, Draco?" I give a weak smile.
I motion towards my head "I meant that I didn't want to pass my shitty genes along."
Charlie furrows his brow and asks "What genes?"
I take in a deep breath, before declaring "Mum has Bulimia Nervosa. Lucius has Borderline Personality Disorder. Bellatrix was Manic. I have Major Depressive Disorder."
As I cross my arms, Molly looks over me and asks "How were they diagnosed?"
I shrug, before telling her "I have more than one MD. I lived with them, and I studied psychology, before I was at uni."
Ginny furrows her brow "Had did you know that your mother was bulimic?"
I scoff, before leaning back on the counter "I walked in on her, several times." I shrug, before declaring "She managed to get it under control, when I was fifteen. Or maybe she was just hiding it better."
Charlie furrows his brow and asks "That shit is hereditary?"
I nod, before shrugging "I mean, I eat the exact same thing, everyday, with is a sign of disordered eating, but it's not like I'm binging or restricting." I sigh "I do have to look out for signs of bipolar disorder."
They look at me in shock and I clarify "Twenty-five is the average age someone gets diagnosed. I'm already severally depressed, and there's a history of mania in the family. Now, all I need is the correct coding, and something to pull the pin."
Molly furrows her brow and asks "The what?"
I shrug "Even if Bellatrix is fucked up, it usually skips a generation. If it doesn't, there's only a twenty percent chance I have it. On top of that, I need some type of fucked up trauma to flip the switch."
They nod and I reassure "It would take something real fucked up to get me to bat an eye."
My mobile buzzes and I pull it out to find it's Alex, the guy from the bar "Speaking of fucked, I've got to take this."
As I answer it, I step up the stairs as he speaks through the mobile "So, doctor? Do you get any free time?"
As I reach the second floor, I tell him "I'm off of Saturdays, if you'd like to come over and-" the kids run by as I start up the second flight of stairs "roll in the hay?"
He chuckles on the other end of the line "Is that what this is? Sex?"
When I reach my room, I tell him "I'm dedicated to my work. I don't need a relationship."
He hums, before declaring "What time do you want me over?"
I click my tongue in thought, beforehand asking "Half three in the afternoon?"
He chuckles, before reassuring "I'll be there. Just need the address, and I'll be there."
I take a seat on my bed and ask "What are you up to?"
"Walking home from work." He tells me, before I hear a bag crackling "Brought a bag of scones for me housemates."
I take it a deep breath, before declaring "My house has been turned into a shelter. I have like twenty redheads below me."
He gives a confused sound "Well, will we have a crowd, or..."
"No!" I insist, before furrowing my brow and declaring "I've gotta go."
As soon as I hang up, i walk over to my closet and grab a jumper. I pull it on as I run down the stairs.
When I walk into the kitchen, I raise my voice to announce "I will personally kill whomever is in this house, from three PM to five PM, on Saturday!"
Ginny furrows her brow and asks "It takes you two hours to get off?" I press my lips into a fine line.
Charlie furrows his brow "You got some fetish stuff to do?"
I very confidently reply "Yes!"
George raises his hands in surrender, before returning to playing with Rose.
Percy steps forward and asks "Are animals involved?" I shake my head and he asks "Dead people?" I shake my head "Children?"
I give a concerned look, before declaring "I'm not a pedo!"
He nods, before declaring "Then nobody gives a fuck."
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