Chapter 2: Lucius Malfoy Is A Bad Babysitter, Has His Boyfriend In The
Shower...
(A/N: For the uncultured among my readers, that was a reference to that extremely stupid song by what's her name. Princess Superstar. So don't take it too literally....)
"Lucius, I've been trying to contact you all week, but you're away at night all the time!" Snape snarled at Lucius as he bumped into him by utter coincidence in a dodgy side street of Knockturn Alley.
"Yes, I have been rather busy at night." Lucius said.
"Busy?" Snape's eyes narrowed. "Busy doing what exactly?"
"Babysitting, of course." Lucius replied, arching one eyebrow disdainfully.
"Babysitting? Babysitting? Why on earth would you babysit?" Snape said, perplexed.
"Because they're very comfortable, of course!" said Lucius.
(A/N: Now THAT, ladies and gentlemen, was a PUNCHLINE. And thanks to Lady Twatterby)
(A/N: For the uncultured among my readers, that was a reference to that extremely stupid song by what's her name. Princess Superstar. So don't take it too literally....)
"Lucius, I've been trying to contact you all week, but you're away at night all the time!" Snape snarled at Lucius as he bumped into him by utter coincidence in a dodgy side street of Knockturn Alley.
"Yes, I have been rather busy at night." Lucius said.
"Busy?" Snape's eyes narrowed. "Busy doing what exactly?"
"Babysitting, of course." Lucius replied, arching one eyebrow disdainfully.
"Babysitting? Babysitting? Why on earth would you babysit?" Snape said, perplexed.
"Because they're very comfortable, of course!" said Lucius.
(A/N: Now THAT, ladies and gentlemen, was a PUNCHLINE. And thanks to Lady Twatterby)