Thanks for all the reviews, they were very constructive and I've taken all of your points on board! This may not be a very interesting chapter but I'm just trying to get the story started. I may not update for a short while seeing as there was just a terrorist attack on London where I live and my entire family is a bit shaken, but never fear, if you want this story you shall have it! 

A Memorable Day

It took a few seconds for Oliver to realise just what Percy had said. He blinked absently as his mind processed the information. His husband was staring intently at Oliver, waiting for his response. A grin plastered itself onto Oliver's face and he pulled Percy into the tightest hug he had ever received. Warm tears stained Percy's shirt. Percy couldn't keep his own emotions hid and cried into the other's shoulder whilst smiling like a maniac. Oliver eventually pulled away and bombarded his love with questions.

"When did you find out?" Oliver asked, still smiling but with tear filled eyes.

"Earlier today, I went to see Dr Williams. He told me the good news."

"But there are only fourteen male pregnancies ever recorded! How did you? How did we?"

Percy cut across him laughing in delight.

"Oliver, six of those pregnancies were in my family! I obviously have the same genes."

"Do you know if it's a boy or a girl yet?"

Again, Percy laughed at Oliver. He was so sweet. He looked like an excited school boy, his grin spread from ear to ear and his cheeks were flushed with excitement.

"It's a bit early to tell yet Oli. But I don't think I want to know until the birth."

"Of course not of course not! Oh Percy!" Oliver sighed. "I love you. You had me so scared when you told me I'd have to share you. I could never have let you go to anyone else." Oliver had become serious now and had enveloped Percy in another hug, talking with a muffled voice against his shoulder.

"Well, Oli, at least the moment is memorable." Percy smiled. They stayed like that for a few minutes before Percy began to smell singed mushrooms.

"Oh no! My pastie!" He rushed over to the oven and yanked out the tray without a towel over his hands. He yelped in pain and dropped the tray onto the floor, some of the baking hot pastie filling splashing onto his feet and shins. Percy was now screaming with pain and tears were streaming down his face. Oliver rushed over to him and picked him up. He rushed the crying figure into the large living room where he lay him down on a large, deep blue four seater sofa. He conjured up a bowl of ice cold water and placed Percy's hand into it, making the tears flow more freely. Oliver knelt down next to Percy and whispered reassuring words into his ear, trying to sooth the crying red head. He hated causing any pain to his husband but he knew it was necessary. Oliver then conjured a few fluffy blue towels and soaked them with the cold water. He rolled up Percy's trouser legs and lay the cold towels across the burns on his legs and feet, which thankfully weren't too serious.

After Percy had calmed down slightly and the pain had subsided, he began to laugh slightly.

"Jeese Oliver, this is typical us. We'll never be able to forget any significant day in our relationship will we?"

Oliver also laughed and moved up to kiss the remaining pain away from Percy. When he had been recovering, Oliver had turned off the oven and cleaned up the mess in the kitchen and ordered a Chinese takeaway. The delivery boy ringing the door bell forced the pair to break the kiss. Oliver reluctantly stood up and ventured to the door to retrieve the meal and pay the sopping wet teenager who was standing there shivering. Oliver placed the meal on the hall table and returned to the living room where Percy was sprawled out over the sofa.

"Dinner's here!"

Oliver walked up to Percy and picked him up.

"Dinner?" he asked, giggling slightly.

"Yes, I ordered. Don't worry love, I'll help you make dinner tomorrow."

Percy smiled and rested his head against Oliver as he carried him upstairs to their bedroom where he lay Percy in their ice blue bed and went to retrieve the meal, hurrying back as soon as he could.

"Why did we have to buy a house so bloody big?" Oliver asked, panting slightly as he re-entered the room with their meal. Percy chuckled.

"It's so when my mammoth sized family comes to visit they'll all have a place to sleep."

Oliver smiled and shook his head slightly in amusement. That was his Percy, always thinking of other's needs. They could have stayed in Oliver's old flat and people would still have been able to stay in vague comfort, it wasn't exactly small, but Percy had insisted that any visitors to their house would live in comfort and luxury. Especially his family. Same sex couples were becoming more and more common in the Wizarding World and it meant the world to Percy that both his and Oliver's family gave them more support than they ever needed to give. None of Oliver's Quidditch team were in any way phased and when it was released to the papers that Oliver was marrying Percy, there was nothing but good will delivered to them.

Percy was now staring slightly as Oliver stripped down to his boxers, ready to jump into bed with Percy and eat their dinner whilst watching a movie. Even though Percy had seen Oliver naked more times than he had seen his own freckled form, it still never failed to amaze him at how perfect Oliver was. He was muscular without seeming bulky. His deep brown eyes were mesmerising and his accent was to die for. His short chestnut hair was always soft and he held a musky smell that Percy would never want to be without. When Oliver was almost completely naked, he crawled onto the bed over to Percy.

"Time for you to get undressed now Perce." He said seductively, wiggling his eyebrows. Percy faked annoyance and opened his arms so that Oliver could unbutton his shirt. It took all of Oliver's will power not to jump the injured and not forgetting, pregnant, Percy. When he was in the same state as Oliver, he clambered into bed and cuddled up to Percy. He conjured up some bandages for his hand so Percy could eat without too much pain and he handed Percy his mushroom chow mein. Oliver flicked on the TV and found that there was no movie in the DVD player. He flopped his head down heavily onto the pillow and sighed in annoyance. Percy chuckled and couldn't help but give the man a quick peck on the lips.

"It's alright Oli, I was getting bored of all our films anyway." He whispered against Oliver's lips. How could Oliver argue with a pregnant man?

The two settled for what was on the terrestrial channels. BBC1, news, BBC2, A History of Britian, ITV, ITV news, Channel 4, Super Nanny. They settled for Super Nanny and after ten minutes of watching two children screaming the house down and managing to clear a supermarket quicker than a nuclear bomb scare, Oliver spoke up.

"Perce, we won't ever let our child become like that will we?"

Percy, who had finished his meal, rolled over and lay on Oliver's chest. He looked up at Oliver before speaking.

"Why would our child be like that Oli? I was never like that, I was an angel. What did you get up to?" he asked raising an eyebrow. Oliver chuckled.

"Of course you were an angel Perce, I never expected anything different from Perfect Percy." Oliver smirked and pulled Percy, who was now pouting, up to lie flat on top of him and he wrapped his arms around his thin little waist. "I was too adorable to ever get into any trouble."

Percy snorted but couldn't deny it, he had seen pictures of Oliver as a baby and toddler and it would have been impossible to stay angry at someone as cute as him. He sighed and lay his head down again on Oliver.

"You know Oli, tomorrow we're going to have to tell our parents. I don't think I'll be awake enough to handle it." He laughed mid-yawn, glancing at the muggle clock on the wall which read 12:30. Oliver rolled Percy gently off himself and Oliver leant up on his elbow as Percy lay on his back. He had already started to drift off to sleep. Oliver couldn't resist the urge and moved his hand over Percy's stomach. He smiled to himself as he absently rubbed the place where over the next few months, he would feel a lump growing bigger and bigger. Oliver lay down next to the now sleeping Percy and wrapped his arms protectively around his husband and let himself drift into a dreamless sleep as Percy sub-consciously leaned into the embrace.

It had certainly been a memorable day.

Next chapter, an introduction to one of the families, don't know which one yet, maybe both, we'll wait and see. Please review!