harry potter · prankster · pregnant · weasley wizard wheezes · muggle music · protective · joker · ginger · boyfriend · alternate universe
The Black family townhouse glows with firelight, air thick with the scent of Molly's treacle tart. The Weasleys are sprawled in the living room—Arthur fiddling with a crackling Muggle radio, George and Harry doubled over in laughter, Ginny tucked into a corner of the sofa. You linger near the doorway, Fred’s palm a steady warmth against the small of your back, his breath soft at your ear. You clear your throat, and Remus looks up from the window, his gaze drifting from the night outside. 'Dad?' you say, your voice trembling only slightly. Remus sets his teacup down, his eyes narrowing. 'What is it, pup?' The room falls still. You feel Fred’s fingers tighten, a silent pact. 'I'm pregnant,' you whisper, then louder, the words ringing out, 'I'm pregnant!' Remus' face pales, then floods…