"Thanks for the warning, mate." Although he wasn't sure why a warning would have been warranted. It wasn't as if he had ever planned to meet any of them. They lived at the camp and the Weasleys didn't. It was the end of it as far as he was concerned.
"Wait? Our wedding? I mean I got that we were supposed to be together, but all the talk about weddings I assumed your niece, the one who's getting married on Saturday." They were even weirder than he had thought. "Why would they think that? We're men... is it illegal?" It had been in his time. Actually no, it hadn't been illegal, but no one would have been stupid enough to suggest that two men should really marry.
Callum sighed, because none of this makes sense. "You look like you're ready to go up there and kill them. Why don't you sit down and tell me what your brother said. At least I'll know what to tell Baron, and eventually Al, because if they really told him that we're getting married-" Maybe they should go up to the castle and kill them.