"-Wash the dishes." Parvati repeated with a hint of rampant distaste in her voice. "But, we simply must dust. What sort of state have we gotten ourselves into? Perhaps we can split the chores?" She eyed the dusty floors and tables - how was this possible? She was tired after last night and had to get up and take care of the house? It was really, very unfair.
"But yes, shopping does sound nice. In fact, I have the perfect little sundress to wear!" Parvati brightened a little as she opened a cupboard to find the stick and rag she had charmed a few days back into a duster. "It's lovely and red with white and blue flowers."
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"Well, I've done alright." Spencer couldn't help but rub it in a little. Afterall, in his game bag was a small duck that he managed to nab (Though he had been aiming at the much larger one in front of it). "It's a bit of a pain, isn't it though? Hunting without a man." It was a pain. There was no spotter to unjam the pistol as it clogged with the magic liquid they had to constantly refill it with. No man to carry around the game bag and fan them when they got hot. Hunting was the only arena in life where Spencer had been quite used to hands-on help and it was odd trying without. Even a house elf would have been better but he hadn't wanted to mention that lest Draco feel annoyed about it.
"I'm certain they are just lounging about." Spencer laughed, "Well, we didn't quite marry them for their domestic skills, did we? They have to step it up though, this time, perhaps it's good training." He rubbed his forearm against his sweaty forehead. "Maybe we should try fishing next time, might be a little more relaxing for us."