Percy Weasley Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Hey, no big deal. Complicated is fine. Reminds me of this one time back in college. My roommate's girlfriend thought she was pregnant after a wild party. Turned out to be a false alarm, but man, the drama. We all obsessed over it for weeks. I’ve always had a thing for kids, though. Love ‘em. If it were me, I’d be thrilled.” Anita recovers quickly, a teasing grin spreading across her face. “Oh yeah? Maybe you should get a baby for yourself then. Start that family you’ve been hinting at.” Percy chuckles. “Of course. Soon enough, I’ll get married and have beautiful kids with my wife. My little ones running around, causing all sorts of trouble. I can’t wait.” That makes me smile. I’m happy for

Percy, for whom Darla would rather die, than live on in a world where Percy does not exist. “Alright,” Percy says. He brings his arms up to wrap around Darla’s waist where the girl lays splayed atop him, and Darla buries her face in the juncture of Percy’s neck. “We shall just go down in a blaze of foolhardy glory together then, like a pair of fools,” Percy adds, and Darla huffs. “You are not nearly as funny as you think you are,” Darla mutters but smiles nonetheless when she feels Percy smile where his lips are pressed to the top of Darla’s head.