The Meredith Series

Title: Balcony
Author:sa_kun On LJ
Rating: PG
Prompt Set: 50.1
Prompt: 013, balcony
Word Count:
Summary: Arthur and Harry talk.
Warnings: Hints of coming shower!sex towards the end.
Notes:

Balcony | 013

“So, Harry.”

Harry nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Mr Weasley waved him off with a hearty laugh. “Nonsense, Harry. I've never made my other children's spouses call me that. Arthur will do just fine.” He paused as he stretchedhis legs out. “Little Meredith calls me Grandad, you know? Molly’s ever so pleased.”

“Yeah,” Harry said, “I know. Arthur. How so?”

Arthur rubbed his balding head. “Given Charlie’s preferences, she never expected him to give her any grandchildren to spoil. Didn’t matter how often I pointed out that she’d have a herd of them soon enough, from our other children. She was quite excited when she heard about Meredith, and that the two of you were rather serious about each other.”

“Right, yeah. Thanks, I guess.” Harry's lips twitched as he tried to smile and failed. “So. Um. How's…the Ministry?”

Arthur laughed again. “Had a case of flying toasters just last week.”

“Toasters,” Harry said, deadpan.

“Yes. They were quiet energetic and most reluctant to be captured and turned back.”

“Really.” Harry's tone of voice hadn't changed.

Arthur nodded. He was stretched out in a ratty old armchair and looked to be quite comfortable. “Yes, they were most distraught when my team and I showed up to capture them. They fled to the balcony and jumped.”

“Jumped.”

-x-

“Charlie.”

“Yeah?”

“Your dad's mental.”

“Hey!” Charlie exclaimed and poked his head around the shower curtain. “Don't mess with Dad, all right?”

“He thinks toasters have a mind of their own!” Harry rolled his eyes and stood up (he had been sitting on the toilet). “Severus Snape took me in. If I say your dad's mental, then don't you think I have a solid basis for saying that? Severus rushes off to brew potions at the most awkward, strange and idiotic times and opportunities! Did I ever tell you of the time he leapt out of the bath and disappeared to the basement for six hours wearing his trousers inside out and a t-shirt with the text, 'who's your Potion's Master? I never saw the word 'Potion's' until I did the laundry! Do you know what kind of 'Master' I thought he was?! Then the next day he started a fire in the kitchen because he had a 'brilliant idea of how to further enhance the Wolfsbane'. Do you see what I have been living with? … What? Is there something in my face—hey, no wait—! Charlie!”

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