“Oh, well, thats easy. While you were off playing hero with the rest of the little rebels, uncle-dearest filled the roll of caregiver--one that you’ve always perceived as your roll-- with another woman. So now you’re angry, hurt and looking for another father figure. In walks my dad, the perfect mix for your daddy issues and the ability to make John as angry as he’s unwittingly made you. Boom.” Apollo rolled his eyes at her.
“Yep, I’ve been in a downward spiral. That’s why I’ve been nominated for all those quidditch awards, man, I must suck at the game.” Apollo finished his beer, and used his wand to summon another without getting off the counter. “Just because he likes to stick his dick in you, doesn’t mean he enjoys your company. Think he’d be around more if he did. Don’t worry though, I’m sure all the other wives thought they were special too. I know mum did for a while.”
“Ah, yes, Step-mummy, I would love for you to make me dinner.”