Ok ok ok, I know I really should be working on my other story but this little plot bunny hopped past me while I was at work and wouldn't leave me alone!
Enjoy!

A tired Fenrir Greyback slowly walked up the path to his two story white house he shared with his wife and two kids. Carrying a box on a trolley behind him he entered the house and tossed his briefcase to the side.

"Honey I'm home!" He called out.

A woman came over and gave him a hug, "Long day dear?" she asked with an understanding look on her face.

"Oh you wouldn't believe it! Voldemort was on me ALL DAY! 'Greyback, where are my muggles? Greyback I gave you that order two days ago! Greyback I need those muggle for my party! Greyback! I'm never putting you in charge of party game every again!' Ahhhg." He sighed while slipping into a comfy chair. "All day Greyback, Greyback Greyback. Like I don't already have my own work to do! I have to fill my bite quota! I'm supposed to curse 50 wizards and kill 100 muggles this month if I'm going to be eligible for the Pack Leader of the County award. I'm already behind because I had that cold two weeks ago! Just threw me right off!"

His wife went behind him and started rubbing his shoulders.
"I'm sorry dear, here let me help these shoulders relax. You've been so tense recently. Oh did I tell you? Allen got top marks in the class on his test. Ben got accepted on the school Muggle-bite team! They pack kill one muggle every month. They were really impressed with his try out. All thanks to your great advice" She lovingly fluffed his hair.

"They are growing up so fast." He said with a dreamy look on his face. "The office party is coming up next week. Don't forget, Wear Red or you're Dead theme! …but seriously…wear red. That's what Voldemort is on my back for about those muggles. He wants 20, 10 kids for the kids games and 10 adults for the adults games. It would be easy if he wasn't so picky! There are particulars for each muggle he wants. Something about an eye spy game."
Getting up from the chair he said, "Enough about work I have a surprise for you! I brought supper for you. Happy night off!" He said opening the box.

Inside was a cowering man about 30 years old.

"Oh Fenrir! My favourite! And it's so fresh! Thank you!" she gushed and hugged him.

Reaching in Fenrir snapped the mans neck and called the kids.
"Boys! It's build your own dish night!"

"Awesome!" said a tall boy as he ran down the stairs two at a time.

"You're the best dad!" A smaller boy said and he came down fast as his legs would let him.

The family all grabbed a limb and took the body into the kitchen were they enjoyed a nice family meal.

Fenrir was tired and sore from work, but as he looked at his family he thought. 'It's all worth it.'

Well I hope you enjoyed. It was the wierdest thought in my head and I had to type it out.

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