[Ron nods - not because it's a question that needs answering again, but because he can't answer the real reason. He was more concerned with trying to keep his nephew safe - bloody hell, his nephew, he...doesn't really want to tell Harry that bit.
Urgh.
Leaning forward, elbows on his knees, Ron laces his fingers together.]
Albus Severus Potter, he said. [That part, that part he can be as baffled as Harry about. He forgot it in the heat of the moment, but looking back - maybe they're both just terrible at naming their kids.]
Maybe we're to make a pact in a few years. Whoever comes up with the worst names wins.
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Date: 2017-09-22 05:18 am (UTC)Urgh.
Leaning forward, elbows on his knees, Ron laces his fingers together.]
Albus Severus Potter, he said. [That part, that part he can be as baffled as Harry about. He forgot it in the heat of the moment, but looking back - maybe they're both just terrible at naming their kids.]
Maybe we're to make a pact in a few years. Whoever comes up with the worst names wins.