Title: Change
Author: LucillaforLove
Words: 2,112
Info: Lucy Weasley has been living a life of lies. On a normal Sunday morning, her father comes to see her. He comes with news, and change.
Disclaimer: I own Nothing…AT ALL, except for the story itself ^^


"Audrey, there's a person here for you." Bill said, entering the dining room where everyone turned their heads.

"Oh my god," Percy gasped, and his wife looked up.

Audrey studied the man that just followed Bill in. He was a good looking person, blonde hair that seemed to light up the room, intense blue eyes and the whitest smile that only a person who brushes their teeth twenty times a day could have. Fleur and Audrey smiled at him, and under her breath, Fleur created a quick, soft, purr.

Audrey nudged her, whispering, "Behave, Bill's beside you, remember?" Bill glared at his wife for a moment.

"Audrey," the man said, giving a small, cute smile, which made all the other women in the room grin back.

"Oh my god," Audrey whispered, realizing who was standing in front of her. She couldn't do anything, but stare at him and in a quick second, found herself blacking out and hitting the floor.


It was a regular Sunday morning at the Burrow. All Weasleys were occupied doing little by little to start that day's brunch. Molly Weasley smiled looking out of the small window hovering over the sink, watching children running outside, screaming in delight. The smell of a newly baked chicken and mashed potato filled the kitchen, causing several of the women to beg numerous times for a quick taste. Arthur Weasley looked sleepily across the table where the men were concentrated in their game of muggle poker, and the seriousness in their faces was able to keep the kids away from bothering them. Fred and James crouched behind the couch, throwing exploding snaps at the men, leading to them being yelled at and sent away outside.

"Look at the kids," George smiled as they all turned their heads to the direction of a window, overlooking the yard of the Burrow.

Outside, in the air, several brooms hovered above. Louis and Lucy were in a heated competition, trying to see who had the fastest broom.

"I won!" Lucy yelled circling him with such contempt in her eyes.

"Sure you won," Louis smirked, diving slightly to escape her path. "But in reality I did, since I was the one who crossed over the creek first."

"Did not," she snapped back tenaciously and pointed the tip of her broom downward so that she landed on the ground.

"It's amazing how opposite they are from us," Bill said to Percy who was busy staring at the cards in front of him.

"They got it from their mothers," Percy muttered. "Crazy women."

"Excuse me?" Audrey said, approaching them, resting her chin on the top of Percy's head. "It just so happen that your daughter had to inherit your brains."

"She's not mine," Percy replied.

Everyone around the table laughed. There was no doubt that Percy and Audrey was the only Weasley couple who would not quarrel or bicker about anything.

"Your hand Perce," Ron muttered sadly, after losing twenty galleons.

"We have," Audrey started, taking Percy's cards out of his hand and set them on the table, "A royal flush my dear brothers."

Everyone around the table groaned, throwing their cards at the couple and passed their galleons up while Arthur smiled, sneaking five coins in his pocket.

"She's so pretty," Fleur said jealously, staring at Audrey, from across the room with the other women.

"And smart," Ginny added, "Perfect for Percy,"

"You two are so jealous," Hermione laughed, setting a new vase of lilies on a windowsill. "Besides, Audrey is the sweetest person we ever met, so be nice."

Ginny raised an eyebrow at Hermione, "We are always nice to her."

"No you're not," Hermione snapped, "Last week when Audrey was hit with a pie out of nowhere was not just an accident. I could see you and Angelina trying not to burst out laughing."

"She should have watched her step." Angelina muttered, smiling with Ginny.

The front door of the Burrow opened and was quickly slammed as Louis stormed in, his hair full of hundreds of leaves.

"What happened to you?" Bill asked his son, grabbing Louis's arm. "You look like you jumped into a pile of leaves."

Louis rolled his eyes, shaking his blonde-silver hair so that several leaves fell to the floor. "Lucy-,"

Audrey scoffed, crossing her arms, "What did she do this time?"

"Nothing," Louis muttered, pushing himself away from Bill and dragged himself upstairs.

"Sorry about that," Audrey apologized to Bill, slapping George's hand away from the pile of galleons in front of her.

"No, it's all right," Bill said, "She's just a teenager."

"A very stubborn teenager," Percy muttered, reluctantly sliding several galleons to George who looked satisfied.

"You little sneak," Audrey said to George, narrowing her eyes.

"Deal with it." He answered back cooly, but smiled.

"Up, up," an aging Molly Weasley said, "We need the table soon."


Lucy Weasley looked behind her shoulder before heading toward the lake, several minutes away from the Burrow.

I hate you Louis

The bitterness about her Weasley cousins was always in her mind and she couldn't help but kick at rocks as she approached the lake, and pull out grass nearly as high as her out of the ground.

Sighing, she stepped out of the silver heels her mother insisted on her to wear and in a swift motion, let one foot hover above the surface of the lake. She could already feel the cold sensation and slowly dipped her right foot in and then the left.

Sitting on the dirty shore, she didn't mind staining the white silk dress that wrapped around her body. Her shoulders were reaching the point of looking light blue because she didn't care about the cold. She didn't care about anything.

Thinking hours past, she sighed watching the little cloud, her breath, float in front of her when she heard a voice.

"Lucy?"

She froze for a moment, sensing the person approaching her and passed a hand through her blonde hair, acting as if she did not hear.

"Lucy,"

She didn't respond.

"Lucy, what are you doing?"

A warm hand rested on her shoulder, she turned her head, and there was Percy Weasley, her wonderful stepfather. He wrapped his own coat around her.

"Are you not cold?" he asked, sitting beside her.

"I don't get cold," she replied, but pulled the coat closer around herself, observing as he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket. "Why are you-,"

"Your mother won't let me smoke," he said before she could finish her sentence. "She never does."

Lucy raised an eyebrow, "Why should you? It's one of those stupid, little, muggle things."

He lit it with his wand, and asked her, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," she answered automatically, "Just stressed out."

He sighed, blowing a small cloud of smoke before saying, "You're sixteen, why would you be stressed out?"

She rolled her eyes, "Why shouldn't I?"

He nodded and they silently sat for a few moments before Percy stood up and held out a hand, "Come on, you'll get sick."

Sighing she accepted it and stood up, her feet freezing. With a flick of her wand, her feet were dry and she slipped back on her heels, walking beside Percy back to the Burrow.

"Look in the right pocket," Percy said to her.

She raised an eyebrow and reached in the right pocket of the coat, pulling out a velvet box that fit in the palm of her hand. "What is it?"

"Open it," he said and saw her doubtful stare. "It won't hurt you."

Reluctantly, she did and nearly dropped the box, looking at him with a shocked expression. Gently, Lucy lifted up the diamond necklace from the box.

"Thank you," she said to Percy. "But my birthday is tomorrow."

"I know, I just thought you should have it now." He answered, and looked her over for a moment. "Your Aunts don't like your dress."

Lucy looked down at her silk outfit that fell slightly above her knees and looked at him, "Why?"

"It's too short." He said, throwing the cigarette in the grass a few feet away.

"For them, mum let me wear it so it doesn't matter." She grumbled, but pulled the dress down a bit.

"You're stubborn," Percy smiled, and wrapped an arm around her as they reached the Burrow. "Just like your father."


"Lucy, stop playing with your food." Audrey said softly to her daughter who did nothing, but push the blob of mashed potatoes on her plate back and forth.

Lucy rolled her eyes and let her eleven year old stepsister, Molly, take the rest of her biscuit.

"Here," Lucy said, placing it on Molly's plate.

"Thank you," the young red head replied.

"Lucy," Harry started and she looked his way. "You're going to graduate this year, what are you planning to focus on for your career?"

"It's obvious she's going to be a reporter for the Daily Prophet," Victoire stated, a hint of jealousy in her tone.

"Don't worry Victoire," Lucy said, looking at the fourteen year old blonde, "You have a few more years until you graduate.

"Then she's out of the house, and out of my life" Bill quietly muttered, and looked away from his wife's scowl.

"I thought you were going to be a dragon trainer," Charlie said disappointed, "You enjoyed the summer at the reserve."

"Yes, but I nearly became dragon food over there." Lucy said, "I would rather be writing a report on dragons from a safe distance instead of dodging their fireballs."

Everyone around the table laughed and in the midst of all the chatter, there was a faint ring.

"Bill honey go answer the door," Molly said to her eldest son.

With an annoyed groan, Bill stood to go to the hallway.

"Who do you think it is?" Victoire asked her mother, as they heard the door open.

"You are so nosy," Fleur said and Audrey smiled.

"Little girls." Lucy said sarcastically, "So curious in life."

Percy rolled his eyes, "Lucy Weasley, so dramatic."

"Audrey, there's a person here for you." Bill said, entering the dining room where everyone turned their heads.

"Oh my god," Percy gasped, and his wife looked up.

Audrey studied the man that just followed Bill in. He was a good looking person, blonde hair that seemed to light up the room, intense blue eyes and the whitest smile that only a person who brushes their teeth twenty times a day could have. Fleur and Audrey smiled at him, and under her breath, Fleur created a quick, soft, purr.

Audrey nudged her, whispering, "Behave, Bill's beside you, remember?" Bill glared at his wife for a moment.

"Audrey," the man said, giving a small, cute smile, which made all the other women in the room grin back.

"Oh my god," Audrey whispered, realizing who was standing in front of her. She couldn't do anything, but stare at him and in a quick second, found herself blacking out and hitting the floor.

"Audrey!" Percy said kneeling beside her as all the adults drew their wands, pointing them at the stunned man.

"Who are you?" Bill demanded as Hermione hurried over to the unconscious Audrey.

"I-I'm John, Jonathon Austin," he said and the adults were asking each other who he was.

"It's fine everyone," Percy said, meeting Jonathon's eye, "He a friend."

Reluctantly, those who had their wands pointing at him lowered them. There was an unbearable silence. The young kids were giving out puzzled looks at their parents. Ten year old Lily pulled on Harry's robe and whispered him a question, only for her to be ignored. Lucy was staring at him, at first in disbelief and then realization.

"No you're not." She said, and all heads turned to her.

"What's your name?" he asked her, approaching the table slowly.

She turned to Percy and gave him a, this is ridiculous, face.

"Stop it," he whispered to his step daughter.

"Lucy Weasley," she answered to Jonathon.

"No," he snapped, "It's not that and I know you're lying."

"Excuse me?" Bill snapped at him, "She happens to be a Weasley."

George started to pull Lucy away. "You need to leave."

Lucy shook her head, pushing away George's grip. "Lucy Austin. My real name is Lucy Austin."

Perrcy turned away from his family's shocked looks, and continued to try and shake Audrey awake.

"So you know who I am?" Jonathon asked her with a hopeful voice.

"Yeah," she whispered, "You're my dad."

"Wait," Charlie started, "What did she say?"

There were instant yells at Percy, Jonathon and Lucy, but before anyone could stop her, she hurried to the front door, and ran out, not daring to look back.


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