Well well, the rumor mill has been busy lately! Who knew I was such a hot commodity to be considered 'off the market.' Do I need to host a competitive variety show to perhaps find a replacement for my future bride, Susan? Nothing personal Susan, but if I chance upon someone who can balance eight spinning plates on poles, I may have to reconsider our nuptials. You understand, darling.
And I resent being referred to as that 'young redhead' spotted with Potter's tongue down my throat. It was a kilt, not a skirt, and so what if I was trying out something new with my hair. Doesn't make me any less of a man. Isn't that right, Potter?
Sorry to say I missed the Kenny and Eleni show. Better luck next time, eh?
I think it may be time to unveil my latest product at Weasley Wizard Wheezes: The Pair-Bonding Postal. We'll do the ministry's job better than it can! Simply hand the love letter to an owl and it shall deliver it straight to your one TRUE love. Don't worry about the address, the letter knows where to go. <3