Blaise & Ron

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Ron's pov

I get done working with the order and make my way to the joke shop. Ever since Fred passed George wasn't the same. I'm helping him keep the business going, part time.

George-"hey Ronny, how's the husband?"
Ron-"good, he's working a night shift, I miss him"
George-"ohh how lovely dovely, I think I'm going to throw up"

Blaise's pov

I hate working, it means I can't see my husband. He has order meetings in the morning and joke shop in the afternoon.
Ever since they put me on night shift, I can't even see him at night.
We are working on a book together. He told me to not tell anyone but I may or may not have told some of our friends.

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