Perfect
Lucy was the perfect daughter. She was never in trouble. She always did what she was told. Her grades were perfect. She even did better on her O.W.L.s than Rose.
She worked hard to be the daughter Percy wanted.
And yet, when she talked to Professor Cauldwell at the end of her fifth year she had no idea what she ultimately wanted to do with her life. Now, as she left Hogwarts for the final time, she still didn't know.
Victoire had known at an early age that she was going to be a Healer. Dom was inspired to follow in her father's footsteps as a Curse Breaker. James and Rose were destined to play Quidditch professionally.
But Lucy? Lucy was at a loss. Did she want to work in the Department of International Magical Cooperation like Louis? Or with her mum at a Muggle school?
"You know, Lucy," her aunt Ginny was saying, "you are only eighteen. Maybe you should take a break."
They were sitting outside the Burrow. The family was celebrating the end of her school career. It would be the last such party until Victoire and Teddy's son was eighteen.
"Oh, yeah! You could see the world," Lily added. "There are tons of places to go. France... Italy... Egypt?"
Lucy shrugged. "I guess. But I don't see how that'll help me."
"Oh, it'll be educational," Audrey said. "You'll meet new people and experience new things. Your world's too small, dear. You need to broaden it."
"I think you should do it, Luce. Your mum's right," Hugo told her.
She finally nodded, pushing her chair away from the table. "Okay, I think I will. Maybe Alice will come with me. I'll go send her an owl now." She went inside to find one of the many there were sure to be.
ADITL
Lucy was the perfect daughter. While she was gone for the next two years, she wrote every Friday night to tell her family how she was doing and the amazing things she saw along the way. She sent pictures and went into detail about the people she met. She made sure she told James about the sports, both magical and Muggle. She sent jokes back to Fred that she was sure he'd never heard. And she definitely told her father everything interesting that she learned.
Somehow, she failed to mention that she and Alice had met people of the male type. Handsome men, intelligent men, men who were easy to talk to.
Lucy was the perfect daughter who got married at age twenty without inviting anyone in her family.
Molly loved that.
