Molly has been clean up the kitchen, even that her only remained home residing son has not home yet. He was owling her that he will come back home late and assure her he will dine good at the hallowe'en party.

Arthur examining his new found muggle device, they said its a tetris, but its now shut off and Arthur has not able to figuring out how its get its power supply as its has no pluck or what so ever a battery case.

A loud thud heared from the floo, and their son falls rolling in the floor. Arthur imediately come to check.

"Perce? Are you ok?"

"Ah... its Daddy! My Daddy! Arthur Weasley of Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office's Daddy... oh Daddy, the floo is to low. See, see, its hit my head. Its hurt Daddy..."

Arthur's amuzed, and then he hold his giggle.

His son is DRUNK! Pretty drunk at that! And he is drunk cutely. How gratefull that he is not landed to the wrong floo?

"Perce!" Molly put her knit on the table, about to help Percy too.

"Mommyyy! I am sleepy Mom. Ron and Ginny had asleep Mom? I want to sleep with Mom. I've read the books Mommm. I will finish the resume tomorrow.

Listen, listen, i've memorized it good Mommm,

'Each wizarding governing body will be responsible for the concealment, care and control of all magical beasts, beings, and spirits dwelling within its territory's borders. Should any such creature cause harm to, or draw the notice of, the Muggle community, that nation's wizarding governing body will be subject to discipline by the International Confederation of Wizards.

CLAUSE 73, INTERNATIONAL STATUTE OF WIZARDING SECRECY'

Right? Mommm?"

And before Molly could answer him, he crawling in the couch and put his head on Molly's lap and fall asleep rightly.

"Arthur..." They both hold their giggles, how he still stating a statute law correctly in such drunk state.

"He is drunk, right?" Arthur still looking at Percy amusingly more than when he see any new muggle stuff.

He knows at somepoints his boys will eventually grown up and get their adulhood experiencies. Bill and Charlie too must have ever got their first drunk, but to witnessing it at the first hand, is something overwhelming for Arthur. And much more that it come from the son he always had most soft spot for.

"Oh, Perce..."

"Oh, Molly... I almost forget how small he was. Look at him now all grown up..." Arthur slowly put Percy's shoes off from his protruding up legs.

Molly's eyes start tearry while she help him untie his cloak.

"Yes, Arthur... Oh, he was really like it when I read him all of those stories book and he really like to sleep like this if I had finish take care of all his little brothers. He also never complaining our arrangement for his study..."

"He is always so patient, right..."

"And he always do his best..."

"Do you remember when he was still a baby, in the morning before i go to work, he help me, bring me my suitcase and coat and hat... he will say, 'Good morning Sir Minister, I hope you have a great day, Sir'? Oh, Molly... I still could see him wearing my shoes on his tinny legs, and greeting everybody in the table..."

"Ah yes, that, 'Mister Bill Weasley, meeting at nine, please dont be late.'"

"Or that, 'Mister Charlie Weasley, the Ministry will confesticated your dragons if you not take care the dung properly!' Sometimes I think my eyes fool me when I see him running arround in the real office, all with his earnest work... Ivy praise him so much... she said he is a bless for her. He is worth of twenty man."

"Oh, Arthur..."

Molly rub Percy's temple gently and he twinched a little.

"Is Dady home Mom? No?" Percy whisper. "Mom, you know Mom, Barty's son is dead Mom. He's offended if Dady boasting me in the office. He's got cranky and nagging me... Barty... Mom, Barty junior. Dady must remember himmm. Pleassse Mommm, tell... Daaa aaady, dont..." Percy mumbling with his closed eyes and wasted out before finishing his words.

Arthur struk chilled. How he forgot that? That's why Barty get unussualy unfriendly to him... And how he didnt notice that his son also have to bear the effect.

"Let me bring him to his room..." Arthur hold his tears tigh.

"I want to let him sleep like this, but this couch must not comfortable for him, right..."

"Yes, Mollywobbles..."

"Change his robe too."

"Oky doky."

So Arthur carefully pick Percy and lead him to his room.