There's music playing in the house. Something retro-style. You like it, it's fun music, but your husband prefers only classical and calm music. But who cares?

The cleaning lady has fallen ill with an infection that has spread throughout Paris, taking over the rest of France. Your two-story house in the south, by the sea, needed cleaning.

Draco was sure that you could handle the house on your own, but the argument led to him having to leave his job and stay with you to help with the cleaning.

You decided to start with the kitchen. Malfoy stood in the doorway, looking at the dirty room with his arms crossed, "I should have hired a different cleaning lady..."