Written for The Houses Competition, Hufflepuff.
Year: Prefect 1, Stand in.
Category: Drabble
Prompt: "What do you mean you 'got married'? When? How? Why?"
Word count: 451
Betas: Aya (Thanks! You're the best!)
Harry always loved the Weasley family dinners. Even when he had married Ginny and had three children, he still loved them. The happy chatter, laughter, and atmosphere was something so foreign to him for years. It was almost strange to think that it was now normal for him. But it was. A loud, cheerful, and exciting roast dinner with all of the family once a month was traditional. Nothing could ever ruin it… well… he did now have three grown-up children, they have ruined it in the past, but surely that wouldn't happen today?
Although, he could hear an argument brewing between Lily and James. Why did they always have to bicker? As the father, Harry knew he had to intervene and made his way over towards them.
"You're just jealous that I'm in a relationship!" James spat.
Lily scoffed. "Me? Jealous? Never. Besides, I'm in a relationship too! A better one than you!"
"Sure, if you call being with that pathetic piece of sh-"
"He is not pathetic!"
"He's a Malfoy, he was born pathetic. Just like you are for dating him."
Lily's temper was growing but Harry was shocked with the prejudice coming out of his son's mouth. How could he think that was acceptable.
"You'll never marry that thing. I, however, will marry Louisa. In fact, we're engaged."
Harry's head snapped towards his son. He didn't know James was engaged.
"Yeah, well, Scorp and I got married."
"What do you mean you 'got married'? When? How? Why?" James demanded, obviously not believing his little sister.
Lily's immediate reaction was a smirk until Harry finally piped in from behind them. "I'd like to know the answer to that too. When did you get married, Lily?"
The utter dread on her face told him everything. She hadn't been lying, she really had married Scorpius Malfoy.
"Well… it was… spontaneous," Lily slowly tried to explain.
"You're only Eighteen!" Harry exclaimed. Why his daughter thought running off and getting married without him, without even telling him was an option? Let alone a good idea was beyond him. He couldn't help the anger fill him.
"How could you be so irresponsible?" His head snapped towards his smirking son. "I don't know why you're smiling James. I'm not too happy with you, either."
Harry took a breath, he had two children staring at the ground, and the rest of his family silently staring at him.
"You two. Home. To your rooms." He waited a full second. "Now!"
They simultaneously apparated out with two pops.
"Harry…" Ginny started.
Harry simply apparated out straight away without letting her finish her sentence. He needed to clear his head and work out how to approach his two children.