When His Parents Leave For Work

by Radical.2

Draco's parents are rich, obviously, because they never paid thousands of dollars for a babysitter; they used Dobby. So what does Draco do when his parents got to work? Songfics to various songs by Pink.

1. Funhouse

J. K. Rowling owns Harry Potter.

Songfic to Funhouse, by Pink.

Pardon me if there is any OOC-ness.

P.S. This is supposed to take place the summer after hid first year; he's twelve years old.

As soon as his parents left apparated to work for the day, Draco raced upstairs to his room.

"I HATE MY DAD!" he screamed, then yelled down the hall, "Dobby!"

"What is it, Master Draco?" he asked.

"Go get my muggle radio!" he demanded, jumping up and down on his bed.

Dobby rushed down the hall and came back quickly, supporting a large radio in his arms.

Draco snatched it from him and plugged it in, turning it to his favorite station.

His favorite song was on, so he yelled over the pounding loud music, "DOBBY! LET'S DANCE!"

Draco picked him up and spun him around, singing along to the song.

I dance around this empty house
Tear us down
Throw you out
Screaming down the halls
Spinning all around and now we fall

He jumped off his bed, landing on the carpet with a thud, and he screamed as loud as he could.

"Isn't this fun?" yelled Draco, popping up from the floor and spinning around.

He heard a squeak and realized that he had stepped on his beloved house elf!

"Oh my Godric Gryffindor! I'm so so so so so sorry, Dobby!" he said desperately, picking him up and gently setting him on the now unmade bed.

Pictures framing up the past
Your taunting smirk behind the glass
This museum full of ash
Once a tickle
Now a rash

"Woooooooooooh!" yelled Draco. "This is so fun!"

"Yes, Master Draco. Very fun!" replied Dobby in a frightened tone.

This used to be a funhouse
But now it's full of evil clowns
It's time to start the countdown
I'm gonna burn it down down down
I'm gonna burn it down

Draco sang so loud that a guy across the street mowing his lawn could hear him.

"9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, FUN!" he screeched out his window, then slammed it closed and pulled down the shades, laughing and smiling.

"I LOVE HERMIONE GRANGER!" he yelled over the pulsing beat of the music, pretending that he was dancing with her.

"I'm gonna burn it down!" he finished, breathing heavily.

"Are we done now, Master Draco?" asked Dobby meekly.

"No way!" replied Draco. "I love this song even better than the other one!"

And you all thought that he played Quidditch for exercise.

You thought wrong.