Chapter 4

As the weekend rolled around, Harry prepared for what was about to come. bill fame over to Harry and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You ready?" He asked, causing Harry to sigh.

"As ready as I can be."

They had talked to the headmaster about everything and Dumbledore was more than accepting of the situation. He agreed to let Harry go out on that weekend by way of floo, opening the one in his office for their use.

As the couple arrived at the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley jumped Bill, shooting question after question at him.

"Where were you? You left for three days! I was so worried!" As she stopped to breathe, she noticed that Harry was standing too, slightly behind Bill. "Oh Harry dear, why are you here?" She asked curiously.

"Well, actually, that's what I went off about, where are the others? I'd like them to hear this too." Bill said.

"Oh, I'll go fetch them, dear." Molly said as she bustles out of the kitchen to go get the rest of the family.

Soon enough, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Fred and George, and Charlie came down stairs and everyone sat in the living room while Bill and Harry stood before them, trying to contain their nerves. Fred and George gave each other knowing looks, while the others just looked puzzled. Bill took a deep breath and looked over at Harry, who nodded encouragingly at him and took his hand.

"Well, we came here to tell you something we probably should've said a while ago. We're getting married. And, Harry's pregnant." Bill rushed out, bracing himself for the coming explosion.

"See," Fred started.

"we told you" George continued.

"that it wasn't"

"our news"

"to tell." Fred finished, sharing a smile with his twin. "Congrats guys, you have our support, even if you don't have theirs."

"Once they can speak that is." George cut in.

"You have mine as well." Charlie stated, as his shock lessened.

Harry and Bill let out the breaths they had been holding, at least it wasn't a total failure yet. Mr. Weasley had slowly turned a shade of white, while his wife had turned a bright shade of red.

"What!? Since when were you gay? And Bill! Harry is a decade younger than you! What were you thinking? How could you both make a decision like that? Getting married, after such a short time together! And what about Ginny, Harry? Have you just been leading on our daughter this entire time?" Molly ranted.

"That was a huge misunderstanding on Ginny's part. Trust me, that was all one-sided. I've always been gay, and I always will be." Harry respond, annoyed.

"And, to answer your other questions and accusations, Mother," Bill started, "I've always been gay, I just decided to keep it under the radar. And Harry and I don't care about the age difference, we love each other and our age has nothing to do with that. We've been together for three years, and we'd already planned to get married once Harry was of age before we found out about this lovely upcoming addition to our family. And yes, Ginny is simply delusional, because Harry and I have, as I said, been together for three years, and I doubt she's going to change that." Bill finished determinedly, waiting for a response.

Mrs. Weasley looked taken aback at the information she had just received. "But when did you two even get together?" She finally asked.

"We started going out after the World Cup, after we first met." Harry said, a faint smile on his face.

"William Arthur Weasley! He was underage! What were you thinking?" Molly yelled.

"Molly, they've already told us that they love each other. Isn't that enough? I'm not saying that I'm very pleased with how things are, but I'm not against it. They can live their lives how they want." Mr. Weasley said, speaking up for the first time.

Chuckling at the scandalized look on his mother's face, Charlie walked over and put a hand in her shoulder. "Oh, come on Mum. Does it really matter? We should be celebrating! You're getting the grandchild you've always wanted."

"Or maybe grandchildren." The twins added, "If the twins' gene carries."

"Fine. But I'm still not pleased with you." Molly relented.

"So, what's your plan?" Charlie asked, turning to face the couple.

"Well, after we discussed things, we figured that I'd take my NEWTs over break and graduate early. Then after we're married we'll live at Bill's. And, I figured I can work as a writer, that way I can stay home with the baby but still contribute to our income." Harry explained. "We actually might move, since I've got several homes now that I've come into my inheritance.

"Nice catch Bill." George laughed.

"Yeah, he's pretty," Fred said.

"and smart." They finished together, winking at the couple.

"Don't I know it." Bill grinned, kissing Harry's head. "Well, we'd better be off. Thank you, for hearing us out, and not kicking us out."

With that, the curse breaker and the-boy-who-lived flooed back to Hogwarts, please that they had managed to not burn any bridges.

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"Well that went well." Harry sighed happily, leaning into Bill's chest.

"Yeah, better than I thought it would. Dad was a big surprise." Bill agreed, holding the smaller man to his chest.

"Well he helped a lot, so we need to make sure to thank him again. Maybe I can finally explain the function of a rubber duck to him." Harry added thoughtfully, causing Bill to let out a deep chuckle.

"I'm sure he would love that."