"Perce... relax, will you?" Audrey softly squashing his hands.

Percy let a long breath out. Of course his wife will easily spotting his tense.

Audrey giggling, and caressing his arm.

Percy never ease about their daughter. From the begining he had carefully planning their wealth care. In the moment Audrey showing him her readyness for kids, Percy prepared it earnestly.

From performing a complicated spells and potions to asuring their health, and best possibility to be twins. (He was not and can not choose eyes colour and gender). Monitoring their growth, and preparing their delivery.

He even ignoring his future in law's dissaproval and taking his inherited house elves to guarding Audrey to give her more confident on rising the magical babies.

Audrey know how gratefull the hospital's staffs to know that Audrey only planning one pregnancy so they will never again have to deal with the fussy father (a hight rank Ministry official fussy father on a govermental hospital? Bad scene).

Eventhough surprisingly he was blacked out during the delivery process, so the mediwitches legitimately (and happily) shove him out of the delivery room.

Each nigth he will checking them, and repeating the same question to Audrey; are they happy today?

Audrey's one hardest part to raising the daughters, is to cope with the father's overwhelmed protection.

Audrey has to constantly remind him, he has doing his best, and he has to learn that eventually they will grow and having their own live. Audrey sometimes tease him what will he do if a boy slept their daughter in the first meet in the name of love? Audrey loves to see his face went twenty shade of red on that. And he will answering that is what exactly the reason he gives each daughter an house elf guardian. He grant them to pinch and ground the boy on the spot. (And Audrey assure the house elves to ignore that command).

Audrey understand her husband's traumatic experiences, and has learn as much as she could to cope with his PTSD.*

Audrey oftently has to encourage Percy to let the daughters to interact with their cousins (Weasleys, as Audrey is an only child for many generations above), which, have very various caracters, from the sweetest to some mischievest. Of course this is a very challanging thing, as from such of large amount kids, bullying and bickering is unavoidable.

Audrey supporting him to providing dance and tae kwon do classes for the daughters for their best self defense, but will unhesitatedly to scold him on mischieve spells and charm lessons. Audrey just teach them to be carefull and that they have a full right to have favouritism among cousins, thus to avoid some certain unpleasant one. Audrey showing her girls too that she herself not trying to pleasing each family members. She behaving as good as a family member should be, but also bravely showing any family member who dissing her husband, will receipt the equal treatment from her.

Percy's glancing the window every two minutes for the owl. Audrey hand over the frame to Percy and stand up to the kitchen. She's pouring two glasess of wine, and hand one of it Percy.

"Perce dear... i love you..."

Percy's starring her for a quiet long time, trying to melt his own anxiety.

"I am sure our daughter will doing well in what ever house they sorted."

"Yes..." He still sound worried.

Audrey put their wine back to the table. Then wiggling closer and start kissing his lips, caresing his sensitive spots, but he half heartily respond her tease.

A smooth wizz sound entering the window. Percy spryly reach his hand over and lets the owl landed on his arm eventhoug it's claws leaved scratches on. Audrey untie the letter rightly, and let the owl back to its cage beside the window. Percy had prepared a thick soft meat on it for his special alfa owl, Hermes. Other owls glancing enviedly. (They has eight owls, not include their daughters's new owl, Percy is a very bussy Ministry official, after all, and yes, their cage is so big outside the window).

He unpatiently open the letter and read it.

"Dear Mom and Dad...

The sorting hat asking us, which house we want to be sorted.

Strangely it's not allowing us to Gryfindor. Its say Gryfindor has already full of Weasleys.

Ravenclaw has a lot of book but Hufflepeff's is looks so much fun.

I choose Hufflepuff.

PS: Lucy go to Ravenclaw, sorry Daddy... we hope you not mind us separated. Lucy said the hat frightened because she force it to choose Ravenclaw for her.

Love: Molly

PPS: Hufflepuff allowed any student in, so i will visiting Molly often. And i'm sure Molly will able to answer Ravenclaw's riddles easily. Its first question to me is, "Are you Percy Weasley's daughter?"

Lot of more love: Lucy"

Percy put the papper down to the table. His eye brows knitted.

"I think, its actually great... they go to exact houses they wanted. Right?" Audrey slowly confinced him.

"Yes, you're right..." He start to smiles for a moment.

"Yes, you are right!" And he start laughing. "My daughter's frightening the sorting hat!"

Audrey smiles. "She is Percy Weasley's daughter then."

Percy's looking to Audrey. "I think she got that from you. You are the stuborn one."

Audrey slap his arm.

"See, you are the violent one too."

Audrey fold her arms and glarring him.

"Seeeeeee." Percy wave his hands.

They both burst out of laught.

"I think we were in the middle of something, before?" He sit closer to Audrey.

"Were we?" Audrey teasing him.

"I'm sorry?" Percy reach her hands and rubbing and kissing it.

Audrey smilling and hug his neck.

"Why are you so adorable?"

"Because i have a very lovely wife..."

"Why are you so handsome? And your age addiction just make you even hotter?"

"Because my live is happy, and I live with a firepit like woman."

"Why are you so good at flattery?"

"Because my lady is so good at seducing... I think you could help Prof Flitwick refilling the riddles if our daughters draining the door's riddles."

Audrey smilling big and attacking his lips that answered in even more lustfull counter.

"Perce... that was our first in the couch again since... uhm..."

"Eleven years ago?"

"Wow..."

"The second again, now?"

Audrey giggling and bravely brace the challange.

"And third or forth, or fifth, or sixth, or..."

"Tomorrow i have an important meeting, can not take a leave again just because i cant stand descently. Up to third here, ok, i think... the rest for our bedroom, you on top?"

Audrey's grinning and bite his neck rightly.

*PTSD = Post traumatic stress disorder