Title: Housewarming
Author: smolder
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Angel the Series belongs to Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling.
A/N: These drabbles won't always be in strict chronological order.
A/N 2: Some of these drabbles will be about people surrounding Winifred's life or who will come into her life at a later date.
A/N 3: Reviews are Good. This has been a subtle hint from the author - Please return to your regularly scheduled reading.

"So, apparently Charlie outed us to my mother," he yelled to Lee from one of the rooms they used primarily for storage in their house.

"Really now," Lee yelled back his voice caring easily, "and here I thought that had already happened."

"I did too," George admitted as he found the crate he wanted and lugged it out into the living room where Lee was paging through a newspaper, "but it seems," he said, now using a more normal voice, "that it came up with all the hullaballoo," he waved at what was in his partners hands, "about Ginny and Harry," he paused and smirked as he continued the list, "and Seamus and Angelina and Katie."

Lee made a face at him. "She gave us a housewarming gift. We go to all of your family's holiday gatherings together," he said incredulously.

George just gave him a look in return. "It's my mother," he said. He dumped out a bunch of discarded half finished old joke products on the floor, poking around them for a moment before continuing. "We've never been the type to make out in public or anything. She probably kept telling herself we were just really good friends or something."

Lee sighed. "Is it going to cause any problems?" he asked tiredly.

George lips twisted grimly and he gestured again to the newspaper. "I think she's a bit more distracted by other things at the moment. How bad is it today by the way?" He got off the floor and plopped down next to him on the sofa.

Lee continued to stare at him for a moment. "I am not going to be the one to pick that shit up," he stated blandly.

"Yes, yes dear. Of course dear," George set his chin on the other man's shoulder and grinned unrepentantly. "I made a mess on the floor," Lee snorted, "and you are stalling," he poked him in the ribs before just scooting even closer to read with him. "What absolutely horrendous garbage has the wonderfully wacky world of Wizarding media given us today?" he asked mock cheerfully.

Lee shook the paper obnoxiously for a second before turning it back to the front (of course, the front page) where it proclaimed "The Golden Trio or The Golden Threesome? – Gryffindor Girls Go Wild!" and a bit further down an introspective piece, "Homosexuality in Potter Marriage – What does this say about the direction of Wizarding Society?".

And that was just today – the front page three days after the story had hit. Merlin, he didn't even want to think what had been regulated to back pages.

"Bloody hell," he muttered in disgust.

"Yep," Lee said grimly.

A thought hit him for a panicked moment - "They still haven't gotten to the kids, have they?"

Harry and Ginny – he loved them and supported them (and he had already known about all of this way way prior to the fuck-tacular press getting a hold of it), but this was their life and they were dealing with the fallout of the world finally finding out. It sucked yeah, but that was how life went.

The kids though…

"Nope," Lee said, "no reporters have gotten in. McGonagall is being super tight about this thing. She is even having the mail to Harry's kids checked over by their Heads of Houses so that other people don't try to pressure them in any way."

George made a face remembering the mail inspections under Umbridge. "Isn't that a bit…"

Lee gave a heavy sigh and folded the newspaper, setting it down. "It's the best they can do. You've got to remember all the staff that's there now. They're all people who adore Harry and Ginny." He paused and couldn't help but smile as he continued the rest of the litany, "And Seamus. And Angelina and Katie. But," he continued seriously again, "they can't ban students from receiving all news publication. And even if they did, kids would still get letters from their parents telling them - and telling them how to think about it," he grimaced. "Hogwarts, for all that it's a good school, becomes its own little enclosed environment. And with something like this - that's not really such a good situation." He shook his head in frustration, "All they can do is try to protect them as much as possible."

George slumped against Lee knowing that he was right. "At least they have each other," he said softly.

"Yeah," Lee smiled into his partners red hair, "they have each other."