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Harry Potter and the Inevitable Future

Always a specky little prat, a rare and fortuitous day had Harry Potter manning up and pulling the twig out of his arse to tie the knot with one Ginevra Weasley. It was horribly awkward, and the two of them popped out thirty-seven nippers and lived happily ever after.

The End.

Blimey. Whoever wrote this's a real tosspot.

[ooc; Y E P. He is not cursed. :D Also: I am still technically on hiatus but I'm trying to make AC for this month anyway so I will reply to these tags, but expect them to be a little slow. Sorry!]

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[YOU WILL CRACK.]

Best do some shopping, then. Grandmum had twins with Uncle Gideon and Uncle Fabian and Mum with you and George. Merlin knows I've got to continue that tradition too, so I want two crates of Chocoballs from Honeydukes.

[NO NEVER I REFUSE.]

Two crates in general, or two crates a day? I'm thinking we ought to just move you into Honeydukes altogether. Best to be working on your F's and G's in the meanwhile.

Flynn and Garrett, then. I'd suggest Ffionn to keep up with the Welshness in the family, but I can't think of a G-counterpart.

There's always Gawaine, but if we're aiming to get creative, you could go for Gotterdammerung, the Gargantuan Gentleman of Gloucester.

[PAUSE. Because... she believed she was a Gawain Weasley once.]

Er, yeah. Gawain. That'll do fine.

[...Does this count as you cracking first?]

Shame, he could've been the most exciting nipper on the block.

[NO.]

Ffionn and Gawaine, then. They'd have loads to live up to with you two as their uncles, you realise.

[Pssshh.]

Ah, I'm sure Georgie'll do a spectacular job of showing them the ropes.

[Her first thought is you will too but then she remembers the reality of their world. The future she hasn't lived yet but has coped with all these years all the same. It's so easy to forget, some days, because it isn't in her recent memory as actually having happened, but it has and it will. She doesn't know what to say to this, doesn't know how to continue it.

So she tries for a laugh, instead.]

Assuming I'll ever have twins, of course. I rather hope not. Growing up with you two was more than enough for me.

[He hasn't even realised - more careless jesting for the sake of a joke that seems to have been long forgotten. Now he's just interested in her hypothetical children (children he will never see, hypothetical or not), and doesn't even stop to notice the effort behind that laugh. Out of sight, out of mind, and Fred's certainly out of his mind at the moment. Do try again later.]

You don't mean that. Don't worry, you haven't got to say it. I already know.

[He clears his through, and then he is definitely mimicking her voice.]

"I can hardly imagine any childhood without having a pair of loving and fantastic twins about."

[She doesn't like dwelling on it either, but sometimes the memory and realisation just blindside her out of the blue. Like now. But she's gotten to the point where she can move on without them hanging over her head—at least, she tries.]

I don't sound like that, you tosser.

[But she's laughing.]

Though... I actually rather agree with that last bit.

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