Okay, so there was only so much squirming he could take before having some kind of reaction. Whether it had been a woman or George, sitting on his lap, it wouldn't have mattered. The reaction would have been the same and George probably was feeling it right then. "Stop that," he snapped with a embarrassed flush working its way up his neck, squeezing George's hip in warning.
His glare melted into a surprised sort of look. "What? Me? No, I think I'd remember shagging her." The twins would never have to worry about Roger and Verity. "Don't worry, I won't say anything. But Merlin. Fred as a dad? You as an uncle?" Obviously, this was blowing Roger's mind just a little bit. "Congratulations, I suppose. Now get off me."
He hadn't realized how uncomfortable this would get, when George had first plopped down on him.