Past, Present, and Future - Part 7
Harry Potter - Percy x fem!Reader, Past Fred x fem!Reader
Chapter summary: A party at the ministry gives you an opportunity to see Percy in his element. And some time spent at his home gives you each an opportunity to explore new parts of your relationship.
Warnings: fluff, angst talk of sex
A/N: I will be aiming to post a chapter every Tuesday for the next few weeks until we finish this thing. :) Yay finally a happy chapter.
You came downstairs slowly as a result of your heels after spending an obnoxious amount of time getting dressed. You saw Arthur lying flat on the floor facing your daughter who had just recently started sitting upright on her down. She was precariously leaning forward, smiling as Arthur waved a variety of toys in her face, but she turned when she heard your voice.
“How do I look?” you asked loud enough to be heard by everyone on the first floor which included George reading on the couch and Molly at the sink in the kitchen.
Molly sped in faster than you could finish your sentence.
“Oh, honey, you look simply gorgeous,” she cooed, grabbing at the fabric of your skirt.
You wore a blue gown with lace detailing, one that you picked up because it reminded you of Percy’s eyes. You had done more care and maintenance to your hair and face than you had in months and found yourself actually feeling gorgeous. Your new body, while it didn’t really look the way you wanted in the mirror, definitely filled out this dress nicely. You just hoped Percy would agree.
You were attending a banquet for the Ministry tonight, a celebration of Kingsley’s first year as Minister of Magic. Much had been accomplished in his tenure. The dementors were gone, most of the departments had taken on new forms and new heads, Percy being one of the people to benefit. But much more work was still to be done.
“Even better than the Yule Ball,” George called up to you before returning to his book.
“Great compliment, George. I believe you said my Yule Ball dress made me ‘look like a troll.”
“That was only because Fred would not shut up about how much of a “princess” you were. Had to make sure your ego didn’t get too big.”
“What an amazing friend you are,” you laughed.