"Bring Ginny, she's already threatened him," Harry chuckled. "I'll bring the popcorn," he winked, though he grew serious again. "I'm not even sure I want to hurt him. It's weird, I've been furious, but- I don't know." He shrugged. "Nah, no spell, this is Albus all of it. For good or bad." Taking another sip, he thought for a while, his mind still torn about this.
"Would I be happier if this wasn't happening? Definitely. Do I risk my relationship with my son because of it? No, I can't. Even if it means Snape as my son-in-law-" He gave an involuntary shudder. "There is nothing I can do but hope it goes away."
He raised his eyebrow when Ron went on. "Oi! That is my son-in-law you're talking about there. I happen to like Sirius, and he was right for Jamie. Maybe it's not traditional, but they fit each other."
And they were going to become parents, but as much as he wanted to burst and tell Ron that too, he would keep his promise. He'd know soon enough.