The following is a short fic. It's somewhat of an AU set in the future. Voldemort's been defeated. The Weasley tribe escaped the war as a whole unit. Percy eventually realized his error in judgement and in my happy little world never had any serious inclination to becoming a Death Eater. The Harry Potter world belongs to a creative woman across the pond and her publisher's.

Yes, this fic is slash. Oliver and Percy have always been a favorite but recently I've read some very nicely done Harry/Percy so who knows what may happen next. Yes, this fic is Mpreg.

Yes, this fic is finished. It will be posted in four tidbits. The ending leaves a few questions unanswered. I don't know yet if there will be a sequel with a bit more resolution.

Percy entered his dark apartment and sat in front of the couch. His mum's words still ringing in his ears. The look of disappointment in his father's eyes flashed behind his closed eyes. His parents who were so accepting of others beliefs and cultures and lives had shocked him with their reaction to his announcement His brothers and Ginny had kept their reactions to themselves but Ron looked as astonished as Percy himself felt.

Murmuring a halfhearted Lumos a soft glow filled the living area. As Percy opened his eyes he noticed a letter propped up on the coffee table. He managed a slight smile at the sight of his name written in Oliver's handwriting.

He read the letter through and through twice. Pulling his legs up to his chest taking a deep shuddering breath, Percy bowed his aching head and wept. His day that had started with joy had gone downhill with the meeting with his family. The letter from his beloved had just made his most miserable day worse.

Percy had been feeling weak and nauseous for a few weeks. He suspected he may be pregnant and had visited the men's fertility clinic at St Mungo's just this morning. When the MediWitch had confirmed his suspicions he had been overjoyed. His baby. His Oliver's baby. The first Weasley grandchild was growing in his body.

His plan hand had been to tell his family about his orientation as planned and then surprise them with the news of his impending child. The first Weasley grandchild the child would be so spoiled.

His mother's reaction had derailed his plans. Homosexuality was accepted by most of the Wizarding world. He never thought his parents were among the small wizarding minority that were homophobic. They had never shown any indication of being so grossly against same sex unions.

"Perhaps you should have just stayed away from the family Percy."

He kept hearing his mother repeat that one phrase over and over again in his head. His actions before he had joined the Order had been forgiven…he'd honestly thought his mum would be happy that he had some joy in his life. After wandering the streets of London for a few hours he had returned home to wait for Oliver.

Oliver was to have spoken to his coach and parents about their relationship and how they would be having a bonding ceremony in five months. However Oliver seem to have made it home early & left the missive that crashed what was left of his happy world.

Percy

I love you. I really do.

And I hate to do this but we need to be apart for awhile. I spoke with my Coach today. He doesn't care about my love life or my lifestyle choices as he put it. But he did warn me that the owners are severely homophobic.

I love you so much Perce but my position on the team is too tenuous to risk being in an openly gay relationship. It won't be forever Percy I just need to find a decent team that I can play for who can accept us and not have to worry about my job being on the line.

Don't hate me Percy. Please don't hate me.

I did speak with my parents before I had my talk with Coach Rudisell. They were happy for us. I went back after I talked to Coach and my mum balled me out when I told her we were going to have cool off for awhile.

Mum didn't say it but I don't think she thinks I'm worthy of you now. I know she thinks I'm more concerned with the effects being out will have on my career than I am with our relationship.

I hope one day you both can forgive me.

I also hope everything went well with you today with our parents. But then again I'm not really worried Weasleys always look out for one another and take care of their own. They are such good people.

I love you Percy. Never believe that I don't.

I will love you forever Percy. Please forgive me.

Oliver

Still sobbing Percy thought back on his day, just this morning he'd woken up wrapped around the man he loved, had a mother, father and six siblings he loved and who he knew loved him imperfections and all. But most importantly he felt secure for the first time in his life. He knew who he was and where and whom he belonged to.

There was nothing he could take for certain and know was solid and true. His world had fallen apart.

In less than twelve hours he had lost his family and lover. He was alone and had a child on the way.

Giving a small desperate laugh in his silent flat he thought of his muggle friend Lance and his obsession with acronyms. There was one that Percy found particularly fitting for today.

FUBAR!