“Hello.” Someone hummed from behind me.
I turned around and gave the person a smile.
“Hello, was I in your way?” I adjusted Scorpius in my baby carrier as I stepped to the side.
“Yes, you’re in this store.” The man sneered.
“Oh I’m sorry, I’m waiting for,”
“I don’t give a fuck! You’re ruining everyone’s shopping experience!” He cut me off.
I covered Scorpius’s ears.
“Sir I’m just shopping like everyone else while I wait for someone.” I tried to reason while remaining calm.
“Then you can wait outside or at Knockturn Alley where your kind belongs.” He spat.
I looked around for my husbands before turning back to the man.
“Look, I was a child during the war. Can’t I just shop in peace?” I asked, still remaining neutral.
“No.” He grumbled. “And take your brat with you. Merlin knows how they let someone like you keep it when you’d probably just try to make it bring back the Dark Lord.”
“That'd be impossible seeing as I killed the dark lord.” My husband, Harry, crossed his arms as he approached us.
“Ah, Mr. Potter!” The man lightened up at the sight of the golden boy Auror. “I was just telling this…”
“My husband asked you to leave him alone so he could shop.” Harry cut his shit down fast.
“Husband? What? No!” The man started to grow increasingly angry and nervous.
“Sir, I’m going to ask you to leave, before I call the owner of this fine joke shop over.” Harry warned.
“I’m good friends with the owner! Please do call him over!” The man looked like the cat who swallowed the canary.
“Oh really? Because I’ve never seen you before in my life.” My other husband, Ron, finally made himself known as he stood behind me. His hand gently rested on my waist.
“Ah, Weasley.” The man looked around frantically.
“Now can I please just shop while I wait for my husbands to finish with their work?” I asked again, smirking as I did.
“Fuck you, and your demon spawn!” The man spat as he stormed out.
“Morgana’s tits.” Ron grunted.
“Alright, now that that dickhead is gone, how are my favorite blondes?” Harry kissed Scorp's head and then my cheek.
“Been better.” I admitted. “I think that was enough excitement for me for today. If you want to take Scorp out, I'm going to head home.”
“Yeah. You sure you want to go alone? We can cancel today and just cuddle puddle.” Harry gently slipped Scorp from his carrier.
“I’m good. Go have fun.” I smiled before kissing them both goodbye and stepping outside of the shop to apparate home.
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I cried in the bathroom as I looked at my fucked up arm.
I’d been getting better, and then that guy just had to be a dick. Suddenly, I was back to cutting my arm up until blood covered the mark.
A soft knock startled me, and I just sat there staring at the door.
“Dray?” Ron asked through the door.
“Just using the bathroom.” I lied.
“Can I come in?”
“No, please don’t.” I cleaned up the blood and made sure nothing was left so that he couldn’t get worried.
I flushed the toilet and turned on the sink. I washed my hands before opening the door for him.
“Hey love.” He leaned on the doorframe.
“Hi.” I smiled softly.
“Wrist.” He held out his hand expectantly.
I flushed and handed him my wrist.
I hated that he always knew.
“Oh Dray.” He sighed softly as he examined the scabs.
“It’s just this once.” I promised.
“It’s still a relapse baby. You know that I’ll worry no matter what.”
He leaned down and kissed my skin before casting a healing charm.
“How did you know?” I deflated in his arms.
“You and Harry both only ever tell me to not enter the bathroom when you’re self harming.” He kissed my cheek then my temple then my head.
I nodded, defeated.
“Was it that man?” Ron guided me to our bedroom.
“It shouldn’t have gotten to me.” I tugged at his shirt.
“But it did.”
Ron threw his shirt into a corner of our room and pulled me down against himself once he got situated on our bed.
I relished in his warmth and quickly found myself calming down.
“Better my ferret?” Ron ran his fingers through my hair.
“Remember when you punched me in first year, and you called me a rodent?” I laughed.
“You insulted Harry.” He shrugged. “But yes.”
“Proof how much we can change I suppose.” I played with his other hand.
“Hey, Scorp got very fussy, so I just put him down for a nap.” Harry entered the room and saw us. “Cuddles?”
Ron nodded.
Harry kicked off his shoes and work gear before slipping behind me and holding me tight.
I closed my eyes with a heavy sigh.
“Thank you both.”
“Anytime babe.” Ron leaned down a bit and kissed me.
“We married you, might as well make it enjoyable.” Harry joked into my hair.
I’d be alright. I knew I would be because of the two men holding me close. I’d be okay.