A/N Hello lovelies! This story is quickly reaching the end and I'd like to take a few to say thank you once again for not giving up on this story and going the whole way. The countdown starts now! Enjoy the 4th(or 5th) to last chapter! XxX~Misty
Percy and Audrey
June 4, 1999
Audrey POV's :
I absolutely hate this, being confined to one place when all I really want is to be free. I love Shell Cottage, but I really want to get back on my own two feet. I don't even hurt anymore, well, physically. This is getting completely out of hand and ridiculous.
My mother comes through the bathroom door, laughing and smiling and I just can't help but think of my siblings, how they haven't been able to reach Mom in over a week, all because of me.
Fleur comes in the room right behind her, in all her beautiful glory, her flowing golden hair shimmering in the early light. Although, she looks a bit stressed, those wrinkles or gray (barely noticeable) streaks in her hair weren't there before my accident. She has been an amazing friend to me, and I couldn't thank her enough for what she did. Fleur doesn't need this; it's my entire fault, every last thing that's happened.
It's my fault I'm in this situation, I provoked Oliver. I deserve this, I deserve being hurt, but everyone that has helped me along the way doesn't deserve the hurt and stress I've put them through.
"Looks like I am znot pregnant." Fleur announces giddily.
My mother giggles and pulls Fleur into a side-hug. "Not yet."
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Percy POV's :
Merlin, I am I in a brilliant mood. Well, I have things to be happy about. Let's see, changed my hair back to its original color finally, received the best job promotion offer and to top it all off, Penelope. My life couldn't get any better than this right now.
I open my office door to see my Mother sitting in a chair in front of my desk smileing sweetly.
"Erm..Goodmorning Mother. I guess you fancied a visit."
She smiles a bit wider and nods encouragingly as if waiting to put the final puzzle together with mystery pieces. It was an awkward scene. My mum kept her eyes trained on me still waiting. "Is this going to take long, because I'm a bit busy at the moment."
The sentence effectively breaking the silence and she turns to me with steel glints in her now evil glare. Ginevra got that look from somewhere and it certainly wasn't from Father.
"You have time to talk for your own Mum don't you?"
I feel my heart rate speeding up in my chest as I sit down in front of her. She proposed a dangerous question. If I refused her I would come off rude and she would never leave. If I went along with her there was no tellin what and how long she would talk about and for.
"What would you like to speak to me about?"
"Love, tell me why I had to hear from someone else, the drama between you and Audrey."
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"So, she ambushed you."
I roll my eyes at the sight of Bill laughing "Yes, and it's not even the last bit funny Bill."
"I'm sorry, but you do have to admit that it would have happened sooner or later, Mum finds everything out." Bill sobers up and smiles.
I sigh and shrug my shoulders. "Oh well, she really can't do anything now, it's over. I have other priorities to worry about."
Bill clears his throat and makes eye contact with me. "Can I ask you something?"
I set down my drink. "Anything."
"Are you with Penelope as a substitute for Audrey?" He asks incredulously.
"Certainly not! Why would you ask that?"
A couple of customers from the restaurant turn their heads to our booth and stare, and I quietly apologize for the outburst.
Bill clears his throat again and continues. "Because I know why you and Penelope ended in the first place. I don't want one of you guys to have feelings for someone else while being together and have the same mistake happen again."
"Wow, first it's Mother, now you. I appreciate your concern but please stay out of my relationship."
"Sorry for caring." Bill gets up and leaves the bar.
The nerve of my brother, butting into my personal life like that when he had no right and to top it off, leaving me with the bill. Arsehole.
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Audrey POV's :
What are these tears running down my face? I don't cry. Audrey Mazziotti does not cry.
But yet they keep flowing. I cry for everyone. I cry for me. I cry for my family. I cry for Fleur and Bill. I cry for the Weasleys. I cry for Oliver. I cry for Percy. I even cry for…Fred.
I'm just glad no one's here.
I feel someone pull me into a hug. I look up to see the person.
"I know love, I know."
Mrs. Weasley.
I try and sober up but the tears won't stop.
Finally, I get them under control and I sigh. "Mrs. Weasley-"
"I told you to call me Molly," She then takes a handkerchief from her robes and pats away the tears on my face. "I spoke with Percy earlier."
"Oh." I respond as I lay back onto the pillows and let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.
Molly faintly smiles and continues. "Don't act like you don't care for him anymore, because I know you do, Deary. As does he."
"How would you know what I think, Molly? We barely know each other, you're not my mum" I ask a lot snobbier than I thought.
Molly grabs my hand and looks me in the eye. "That's just my point love, I am a Mum Audrey, and Mummy's know best."
I ponder at it for a moment.
"Audrey, be the bigger witch and make a choice to fix this, because if neither of you do, you won't get the chance to ever do it and you'll regret it," Molly smoothes out my brown hair and strokes the healing wounds upon my face, thanks to the potions. "Now, I know you're hungry, so what would you like me to whip up for you?"
