[oh god oh god oh god what if Harry comes over here what if he says something nah he wouldn't say something he's a good mate even where bonkers time travel stuff is concerned right???
Don't mind Ron panicking the room over.]
That's what I said!
might've used more ?s
What am I sposed to say? Do I tell her? Do I buy her flowers???
[He's heard enough to know that things go all right, at least in some future - but Ron doesn't know how much he trusts that, particularly if they're stuck here now. How do the ensure that future happens?
because he could maybe be very very invested in a future where he has kids with Hermione.]
Blimey I don't know
was hoping you'd have an idea, honestly
Maybe? I mean, won't be long before Louis or Albus calls her AUNT or something
[The poor bean indeed, but when Harry doesn't write back, and when Ron sees no one fall out the window, he starts getting antsy. He even waits three whole minutes before getting up and shuffling out to the hall to knock on Harry's door.]
In all of his sixteen-some years of life, Harry has been through a hell of a lot. A lot of which he doesn't even recall: his first near-death experience, losing his parents, being transported to the literal worst Muggles known to mankind, finding out he'd been a wizard all along - and having a literal giant tell him so.
But time-travel and future children are a whole new level of A Lot and Harry's at a loss for how to parse the information.
The knock on his door gets him to look up. It even gets him to put his MIAVI pen down and stride towards the door. It's seeing Ron on the other side that snaps him out of his shock.
He breathes out. ]
Yeah.
[ And then he steps back to pull the door open wider, letting Ron come in if he wants to. ]
[Sticking around is probably the least he could do, after dropping a bomb like that. Ron slips in when Harry opens the door, hands stuffed in his pockets.]
It's a lot. Should've just...come over first, I s'pose. Told you in person.
[Especially given he's still carrying loads of guilt from leaving Harry in the middle of a mission...that he doesn't even know about yet...
Ron is really hating all of this, literally all of this.]
It could, almost, be taken like a rather well-timed absolving of any guilt Ron might be carrying on his shoulders right now - it's so genuine, the way Harry looks at his best friend. ]
No, it's all right. [ There really is no good way to drop an info-bomb like that on anyone. And the more Harry speaks, the less he has to mull over the thought in the (dis)comfort of his own head. ] It is a lot, yeah. I've just got a lot of questions. Dunno if you know the answer to any of them though.
[It is genuine, and there's no doubt that Ron wants to be absolved. He's always just wanted to be - enough, but he showed himself, worse, showed them that he wasn't. He's got a lot to make up for, still.
It leaves him in a position he's been in only a few times: wanting to protect Harry, but not wanting to give him all the details. Feels bad, man.]
Duuno. Probably not, but you can try me. [He finds a chair, tugs it out to perch on.]
[ Obviously. That's what Ron had told him over wizard!text. It's just - why that name? What sort of meaning did it carry? Harry can't imagine he'd call his own son 'Albus' without a very good reason. It's not exactly John or William or George, now is it? ]
[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.
Like, Severus ... the Severus he'd just seen smugly step into his mum's shop a few days ago, giving him the stink-eye, walking out of said shop with his mum -- that Severus?
Albus Severus is literally the worst, okay, honestly, the w o r s t -- ]
That's got to be it. Tell me I win, Ron, because that poor bloke's got the worst name in history.
I think it's the only thing that can top Hugo Weasley.
[The corner of his mouth twitches a little, and he looks at Harry as though seeking permission to laugh. Well, not permission so much as to make certain it won't just make things worse.]
Blimey, mate, maybe we just drew them out of a hat, I dunno. Didn't get a chance to talk to him long. And he's bound to have the trace now, so...
[He trails off, presses his lips together. An apologetic look crosses his face.]
Tried to stop him from going, but he'd already had some attention. Hadn't found you yet, and he wasn't much keen on going on the run with me.
[ Oh, by all means, please laugh Ron. Please laugh until your sides are in stitches because what even was he possibly thinking, coming up with a name like that?
(Of course, he'll find some time down the road why he'd named his youngest son that, but for now sixteen year old Harry's got a lot to say about this set of dorky sounding names.) ]
I can't believe I've got a - that you've got a - that we both ... [ Harry shakes his head.
Ah, yes. The trace.
He'll likely have it on him too. ] You believe him? Them? Do you really think what they're saying is true?
[Ron can maybe understand calling him Albus since he's...actually got a memory of their sixth year, but he is pretty sure future Harry must secretly hate kids or something to throw Severus in the mix.
Rubbing his hands over his face, Ron nods sympathetically. Empathetically? Whatever, he very much Feels This, and cannot fathom being a dad, or married, or even asking Hermione out. Maybe he'll get lucky and she'll ask him. Worked for Bill, didn't it? Wait, then Bill will make fun of him...
Ron blinks a few times, dragging himself out of his thoughts, back to Harry's questions.]
About what? That they're who they say? I didn't see Louis, but Albus - put it this way, line up you, and Prongs, and him, and people'd think you're all brothers.
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IT IS MY FAVORITE OUTSIDERS REFERENCE
Date: 2017-09-22 03:14 am (UTC)My nephew showed up
Bill's son, his name is Louis. He said
[He literally stops to hang his head, chin dropped against his chest and all, oh wizard god help]
that I'm a good dad and I have kids I have TWO kids my son is named Hugo
HUGO
and also er
Herm [there is an ink blot here where he panics and stops writing for a sec] ione is their mum
im just so chuffed you know the outsiders its so obscure???
Date: 2017-09-22 03:18 am (UTC)And then ... ]
What???????????
[ And no one should ever say that Harry does not emote (outside of capslock yelling). ]
what everyone wasn't made to read it in middle school??
Date: 2017-09-22 03:22 am (UTC)Don't mind Ron panicking the room over.]
That's what I said!
might've used more ?s
What am I sposed to say? Do I tell her? Do I buy her flowers???
apparently not!!
Date: 2017-09-22 03:26 am (UTC)Wait
Are you
Do you
This is a lot
[ Emotions are gross!!!! ]
but how else do kids learn about the poor hippies and ridiculous names :ccc
Date: 2017-09-22 03:35 am (UTC)I know!!! I can't sit on it anymore it's driving me MENTAL
and GANGS how do they learn about gangs!!!
Date: 2017-09-22 03:39 am (UTC)Are you going to tell her?
Are you going to say something?
[ And if Ron's met one of his future kids, does the fact that Harry hasn't yet mean that ... well, he hasn't actually got a future at all?
He knows what he's getting himself into with this prophecy and with Voldemort, but the thought hits him hard. ]
so many important life lessons 8(
Date: 2017-09-22 03:45 am (UTC)because he could maybe be very very invested in a future where he has kids with Hermione.]
Blimey I don't know
was hoping you'd have an idea, honestly
Maybe? I mean, won't be long before Louis or Albus calls her AUNT or something
missing out if they don't at least watch the film tbh
Date: 2017-09-22 03:52 am (UTC)Aunt Hermione
Merlin's Beard
This is all mad
Is Albus one of Bill's kids too?
Albus like Dumbledore?
[ He can't imagine why anyone would call their kid Albus, no offence to the Headmaster.
It's just ... a very old-timey name and distinctly reminds him of the lemon sherbet loving professor with the half-moon spectacles. ]
I think we have a duty to spread the word
Date: 2017-09-22 03:58 am (UTC)[yeah, OH. Whoops.]
Blimey mate I forgot
You're sitting down right? He's not Bill's
agreed. lets rp ponyboy and soda pop
Date: 2017-09-22 04:13 am (UTC)Well I'm by the window
time to dig out my copy
Date: 2017-09-22 04:15 am (UTC)[He might just shuffle over to his own window, y'know, just in case he has to wingardium leviosa a bro in a minute]
It's Albus Potter
He's YOUR son
[like that needed clarifying....]
mmhm same here
Date: 2017-09-22 04:20 am (UTC)Just kidding.
But the second extended silence of the evening does, probably, warrant a quick check-in because Harry's too stunned to text back.
(Somehow believing Ron and Hermione hook up and have a kid is far more plausible than him having one, and then calling the poor bean Albus.) ]
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Date: 2017-09-22 04:24 am (UTC)All right, mate?
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Date: 2017-09-22 04:36 am (UTC)In all of his sixteen-some years of life, Harry has been through a hell of a lot. A lot of which he doesn't even recall: his first near-death experience, losing his parents, being transported to the literal worst Muggles known to mankind, finding out he'd been a wizard all along - and having a literal giant tell him so.
But time-travel and future children are a whole new level of A Lot and Harry's at a loss for how to parse the information.
The knock on his door gets him to look up. It even gets him to put his MIAVI pen down and stride towards the door. It's seeing Ron on the other side that snaps him out of his shock.
He breathes out. ]
Yeah.
[ And then he steps back to pull the door open wider, letting Ron come in if he wants to. ]
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Date: 2017-09-22 04:44 am (UTC)It's a lot. Should've just...come over first, I s'pose. Told you in person.
[Especially given he's still carrying loads of guilt from leaving Harry in the middle of a mission...that he doesn't even know about yet...
Ron is really hating all of this, literally all of this.]
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Date: 2017-09-22 04:48 am (UTC)It could, almost, be taken like a rather well-timed absolving of any guilt Ron might be carrying on his shoulders right now - it's so genuine, the way Harry looks at his best friend. ]
No, it's all right. [ There really is no good way to drop an info-bomb like that on anyone. And the more Harry speaks, the less he has to mull over the thought in the (dis)comfort of his own head. ] It is a lot, yeah. I've just got a lot of questions. Dunno if you know the answer to any of them though.
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Date: 2017-09-22 04:53 am (UTC)It leaves him in a position he's been in only a few times: wanting to protect Harry, but not wanting to give him all the details. Feels bad, man.]
Duuno. Probably not, but you can try me. [He finds a chair, tugs it out to perch on.]
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Date: 2017-09-22 05:05 am (UTC)His name's Albus?
[ Obviously. That's what Ron had told him over wizard!text. It's just - why that name? What sort of meaning did it carry? Harry can't imagine he'd call his own son 'Albus' without a very good reason. It's not exactly John or William or George, now is it? ]
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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.
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Date: 2017-09-22 05:23 am (UTC)[ No no no no no no noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Severus?
S e v e r u s?
Like, Severus ... the Severus he'd just seen smugly step into his mum's shop a few days ago, giving him the stink-eye, walking out of said shop with his mum -- that Severus?
Albus Severus is literally the worst, okay, honestly, the w o r s t -- ]
That's got to be it. Tell me I win, Ron, because that poor bloke's got the worst name in history.
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Date: 2017-09-22 05:38 am (UTC)[The corner of his mouth twitches a little, and he looks at Harry as though seeking permission to laugh. Well, not permission so much as to make certain it won't just make things worse.]
Blimey, mate, maybe we just drew them out of a hat, I dunno. Didn't get a chance to talk to him long. And he's bound to have the trace now, so...
[He trails off, presses his lips together. An apologetic look crosses his face.]
Tried to stop him from going, but he'd already had some attention. Hadn't found you yet, and he wasn't much keen on going on the run with me.
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Date: 2017-09-23 07:04 am (UTC)(Of course, he'll find some time down the road why he'd named his youngest son that, but for now sixteen year old Harry's got a lot to say about this set of dorky sounding names.) ]
I can't believe I've got a - that you've got a - that we both ... [ Harry shakes his head.
Ah, yes. The trace.
He'll likely have it on him too. ] You believe him? Them? Do you really think what they're saying is true?
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Date: 2017-09-25 05:03 am (UTC)Rubbing his hands over his face, Ron nods sympathetically. Empathetically? Whatever, he very much Feels This, and cannot fathom being a dad, or married, or even asking Hermione out. Maybe he'll get lucky and she'll ask him. Worked for Bill, didn't it? Wait, then Bill will make fun of him...
Ron blinks a few times, dragging himself out of his thoughts, back to Harry's questions.]
About what? That they're who they say? I didn't see Louis, but Albus - put it this way, line up you, and Prongs, and him, and people'd think you're all brothers.