Prompt: "I have to know if she's alright." / "Why?" / "Because I love her!" / "Alright, gay..." - Shaun of the Dead
Word Count: 162
Hermione rushed off to the toilet, her hand pressed against her mouth to try and prevent herself from throwing up. The Weasley family watched her run, sympathetic and concerned looks on their faces.
"Is she okay?" a voice asked, his tone frantic. "That's not normal, is it?"
Harry and Ron stifled chuckles at the worried wizard. But they weren't succesful.
"What? Why are you laughing?" Abraxas Malfoy asked.
"You didn't spend much time with women when you were back in time, did you?" Ron asked. Abraxas' brow furrowed.
"And not any women who were further along than others either," Harry added.
"Would you two stop talking in riddles? I have to know if she's alright!"
"Why?" Ron asked curiously.
"Because I love her!"
"Alright, gay…" Ron murmured. "At least we know he cares."
"Were all men back in the day this caring? Or oblivious?" Harry questioned.
"Stop speaking in riddles, I said!" Abraxas cried.
"Dude," Fred piped in. "You knocked her up!"