a\n:: this was inspired by my favorite lifetime movie: What if God Were the sun? The nurse's father had died, and she was telling another girl not to fight with her mother, because soon she would be gone, and she'd regret being angry. The nurse went on to say she spent the last week of her father's life fighting with him, tis the inspiration for this Percy\Arthur one-shot. Hope you enjoy.
I still couldn't believe it. Holding back tears, I tried to read the note over..my mother had to write me a note that my father had died..i should've been there to know. I was such a horrible son these last few months...and I didn't deserve to even know he had died, but still...my mother reached out to me. My poor, heartbroken mother still cared enough to neglect the protests of the older children, and write me a note....a note that said, something happened...a note that said your father was fighting...a note that said...my father was gone. I called for the new owl I had bought about a month ago. His name was Fingo. He flew to my hand immediately and I scrolled out a quick letter to my Mum...one telling her I was sorry...one telling her that again I was sorry...one say that I couldn't believe it and that I knew I didn't deserve to know...one saying I was such a horrible son and one saying that one day...Mum...i would make it up to you.
Grabbing my stuff from the apartment, I packed it all and apparated to the burrow. It was dark outside and my mother was sitting alone in the kitchen reading the note I had wrote her. She saw someone standing outside and threw open the door to see me, her third little prat of a son. She ran to embrace me and I hugged her tight also, my tears apparent as were hers.
"Mum, I'm so sorry....so sorry. I should've been here....we were so mad at each other he died while he was fighting with me."
"Percy stop it. Your father loved you...he wasn't angry, he was hurt...but he knew you still loved him too....nothing could break the bond you and your father had...it was special." I nodded. My Mum told me to come inside and I told her I'd be right in. she grabbed my bag and carried it to my room as I stood outside looking at the stars....i could've sworn one was right in the middle, bigger and brighter than the others...i could've sworn I heard my father say, "its ok." and I looked p at that star with love and regret.
"Dad, its not ok..but I will make it ok..Dad, I'm home..i know you haven't been proud of me..because what I was proud of didn't matter...but I care about our family now, I realize...and maybe that would've made you proud...because I'm going to be the man you were...i could never leave this family again."
Inside, Molly turned to look out the window.
"Thank you Arthur."