"Well, you know, I work late. It might be a wanking aid when I'm not around," he said, laughing. "I wouldn't even have to get jealous. The more we talk about it, the more I'm thinking that maybe I should let them take a picture."
Jamie spent his day working with words, saying exactly what he meant when he meant it in such a way that people could or couldn't infer what he wanted them to think, and yet, listening to his uncle, he was at a complete loss. "You know, the English language has a structure for a reason. We use subjects, verbs and predicates. Our syntax enables us to convey ideas pretty easily. I know you speak English, but after listening to you, I have no fucking clue what all of that meant, although I can try and guess."
He looked at his uncle amused. "You aren't married, but you are planning to get married, is that it?" Not that he got that from his uncle's words, but with no marriage laws, there could be no legal marriage. "Also, I'm fairly sure that no one thought you were serious. It was more an excuse for a prank. In fact, I'm pretty sure everyone thinks that you're married to your dragons, so you might be surprised by the reactions. I have no idea what this is, but I'll leave that to you, since it's really none of my business... except for the part where I'm going to become related to Alastor Moody." Now that was amusing.
"These things? Like talking, you mean? Yes, I'm noticing that." He snorted. "I've always been the family type, but I never thought that I'd find someone who could see past the name. Sirius couldn't care less since he thinks that he's better by virtue of his name. I humour him. It works fine. However, now you sound like the sappy one, talking about time travel and true love. So this announcement? Should I keep quiet for now? Because those are details you might want to consider before telling people. In a family like ours, someone is bound to get bitchy because they weren't told first. I believe Uncle Percy will want that honour simply because he's Minister," he joked.