"eeeeeeeeoooooooOOOOOOOOOOBOOM!"
Dean rushed out into the back garden to see his husband standing in their vegetable patch, his jaw hanging open. His silver hair was slightly singed, and there was a layer of dirt all over his face and the front of his clothes.
In front of him, crushing most of the tomatoes and half the cucumbers, was a rather large rock. It was oddly shaped and so heavily pitted that it looked almost porous, but other than that, it looked like any old dusty, gray rock. Except for the smoke rising from its surface. That was pretty different.
Seamus looked up as Dean moved carefully across the lawn, avoiding getting too close to the intruder.
"D, I think it's a meteorite!" Seamus yelled in the other man's ear.
Dean jumped back, shaking his head at the Irish man's deafness that was, hopefully, temporary. "I think you're right, Shay," he called back a bit softer. "I don't know what we're going to do with it though."
"What do you mean?" Seamus yelled a little more faintly, reaching for his wand. "Let's crack this puppy open!"
"NO!" cried Dean. Seamus gave him a funny look and holstered his wand. "I read a long time ago that these things can have some weird stuff in them that may or may not be okay to touch. I know we're wizards and all, but I don't want to take any chances."
Seamus sighed. "Fine, be reasonable," he said at almost a normal decibel.
Dean just laughed. "I'm going to owl the ministry. They can send someone, probably a couple Unspeakables over here. I just want it gone before the grandkids get here."
At the mention of their grandkids, Seamus perked up. Playing with those little rascals was well worth ignoring a new, possibly explosive toy.
The Unspeakables arrived less than an hour later. To their surprise, Scorpius Malfoy and Eugene Macmillan were quite polite and grateful for the opportunity to study something so strange. They carefully packed it into a large crate and portkeyed it back to a secure facility in the bowels of the ministry.
"The kids are never going to believe that happened!" Seamus crowed as he shut the front door. "I mean, who else has a giant space rock land ten feet from them while they're weeding the squash?"
Dean chuckled. "In theory, I suppose it could happen to anyone. But somehow it always happens to you."