Thanks for all of the WONDERFUL suggestions for names! I wish I could have used them all! I'm going to give ice-cream to everyone because the response was terrific! In the end it was Nichol and Lisa who gave me the ideas for the children so EXTRA treats for you two! A HUGE bowl of lemon sorbet for Lisa and a GIGANTIC bar of chocolate for Nichol! All of the suggestions have been taken on board and some may be used later so THANK YOU for the response! Don't worry for those of you who thought this story might be coming to an end, it is nowhere near the end! There are still a few aces up my sleeve!
Standing in the doorway was an older version of Percy. He was tall, skinny, had bright red hair and a face full of freckles. Clinging shyly onto his trouser leg was a seven year old boy with identical red hair and jade green eyes which stared wide eyed at the pair on the bed.
"Uncle Andrew!" Percy yelled, leaping up from his place next to his husband and bounding over to the older man.
"How are ya Percy?" He asked in with a jovial laugh flowing with his voice. Percy hugged his uncle tightly and beamed as he pulled away.
"Fine, fine! Well, fineish." He added, nodding his head towards Oliver. Andrew smiled in understanding.
"Hey Oliver! Glad to see you're awake!" He called over Percy's shoulder.
"Thanks!" Oliver called, although his voice cracked as he raised the volume to shout across the room.
Percy knelt down and smiled at the small boy clutching to his father's trousers.
"Hello Felix!" He said kindly, his hands reaching out to hold the little boy's.
"Hi." He muttered, blushing Weasley red in embarrassment.
"Aw you're so cute!" Percy squealed, wrapping his arms tightly around the little boy. Above him, Felix's father let out a hearty laugh.
"Why don't you just smother him with syrup and eat him Perce?" He chuckled, "Or do you save that for someone else?" He added, raising an eyebrow in Oliver's direction. This time it was Percy whose face flushed with embarrassment. Andrew laughed again and scooped up his son to carry him over to the bed with Percy in tow.
"So, how are you coping?" Andrew asked as he plonked himself down on the chair beside the bed.
"Oh, as well as can be expected when you've just taken a bludger to the head." Oliver joked, a grin spread on his face.
"Where's Sam?" Percy inquired, referring to Andrew's husband as he came to sit next to his uncle.
"Ah, he's looking after Jay and Dino, he send his love." He said, patting Oliver's hand.
"How old is Jay now?" Percy asked whilst fiddling with Felix's hair.
"19 months." Andrew pronounced proudly, puffing out his chest in pride. The three adults smiled and sat in a comfortable silence whilst Percy played pattacake with Felix, eliciting a series of cute little giggles from the little boy.
"So how long are you going to be here?" Andrew asked, turning to Oliver as Percy picked up the boy ad started whizzing him around in the air.
"Don't know yet, they should be back in a little while to tell me what I can and cannot do for the next few months. It looks like Quidditch will be out of the window," Oliver sighed, "but at least I'll be able to spend more time with Perce." Oliver smiled contently as he looked over to the red head who was whirling the seven year old around over his head.
"He'll be a fantastic Dad. You too Oliver, I can see it now." Andrew said airily, bringing Oliver's gaze back to rest on the red head next to him. "I wonder if you'll have a boy or a girl." He pondered, staring into space. "I just hope your kid doesn't get cursed with the Weasley hair!" He joked, tugging at his own fiery locks.
"I don't think it would be a bad thing!" Oliver retorted with a smile. "I'll have you know that I fell in love with that hair!"
"Who did you fall in love with? My hair? Are you sure you're still not concussed?" Percy asked, coming to sit down on the side of the bed with Felix on his knees.
"Hmm, I may well be. I think you should give me mouth to mouth Perce just to make sure." Oliver sighed, bringing the back of his hand up to his forehead to feign his new sickness.
"Oh poor little Oliver." Percy simpered, a mischievous grin appearing on his lips as he leaned over to his husband.
"Hey hey! There's a child in here!" Andrew exclaimed, covering his son's eyes with his hands. "Save your sick role plays for your own home!"
Andrew pretended to be angry but there was an unmistakable smirk on his lips. Andrew was twelve years younger than his brother, Arthur so was slightly more in tune with the younger members of the family. He had been a pillar of strength to Percy when he had finally realised that he was gay. In fact, Andrew had been the first person he told.
"Sorry." Percy apologised, a smile still on his face but a slight flush creeping up his neck. Andrew ruffled his nephew's hair and Percy in turn ruffled his cousin's.
"Oh by the way, your Mum and Dad are down in one of the visitors rooms. They were asleep when I went to see them, they've been awake this whole time. I came up to see if you were awake. I'd better go down and tell them the good news!" Andrew explained, standing up, lifting his son with him. "I shall return!" He exclaimed, rising his hand in a superman type fashion as he pretended to fly out of the room at breakneck speed.
"Will he ever grow up?" Percy asked, chortling at his uncle's exit.
"No. And I hope it stays that way, his kids have the coolest parents!" Oliver laughed. "I hope we can be the same." Oliver said with earnest, taking Percy's hand in his own.
"Oh we will, don't worry about that! Our child is going to have an international Quidditch player for a father!" Percy said excitedly, squeezing his husband's hand gently, locking their gaze.
"True, true, so long as I can get back to playing soon, if not I won't be able to perform next year in the World Cup, but, even if I don't play soon, I'll be able to spend more time with you!" Oliver beamed and Percy bore a toothy grin. "Now my dear, where were we before your uncle so rudely interrupted us?" Oliver asked with a wry smile, winking playfully at his husband. Percy's grin widened and he leaned down to push their lips together. They started to deepen their kiss and again, did not notice the arrival of another person through the door. The figure stood for a little while before letting out a very impatient cough.
I'm sorry this was so short, I just felt so bad for not updating for so long! I have been asked via e mail, to open my e mail and reviews for anyquestions you wantto throw atme so you can know what goes through my spudgy brain! So if there are any questions, anyat all!Or if youjust have anycomments, please review or e mail me! Thank you!
