AU! Where Percy is a recently divorced dad with two Quidditch obsessed little girls and Oliver is their little league Quidditch team coach

Word Count: 1,191

Title: Somebody to Love

FanFiction Writing Month: April

Percy Weasley was a recently divorced dad of two Quidditch obsessed little girls named Molly and Lucy. He was on his way to pick up his daughters.

"Hey dad!" Molly yelled running to greet her dad.

He smiled and greeted his daughter. Eventually, his younger daughter Lucy greeted him too.

"Percy?" A familiar Scottish brogue asked.

The redhead froze as he looked up into the face of his former roommate and unrequited crush Oliver Wood.

"Hi Oliver," he said.

The brunette said. "I never thought I'd see that Percy Weasley's daughters were obsessed with Quidditch."

Percy shook himself out of the daze that Oliver's accent usually put him in.

Oliver clapped the redhead on the back and said jovially. " We should grab a pint and catch up."

"You do remember, I don't drink, Oliver," Percy said.

The brunette looked absolutely crestfallen and said. "Just send me a letter and we'll still get together."

Percy nodded and Oliver walked away.

"Daddy, you knew Oliver Wood at school?" Lucy asked.

Percy nodded and said. "He was my best friend and roommate."

His older daughter smirked and said. "I wouldn't blame you if you fancied him either."

"Molly, you're nine you can't fancy him."

The little redhead corrected her dad and said. "I'm nine and three quarters."

"So, you're the platform," Lucy snarked at her sister.

Percy chuckled. He didn't understand where his daughters got their sense of humour. Probably from their mum or his brothers.

It was a few days later, Percy wrote a letter to Oliver. He really did miss hanging out with the Quidditch obsessed brunette. They may be opposites but they got along perfectly well. Better than him and Audrey anyway. He had met Audrey at a Ministry party right after the war.

It was another a few days later, Percy was going to hang out with Oliver. The brunette had talked him into grabbing a pint or two. He was getting ready at his parents. He had moved back with his parents again when he got divorced.

"You look nice, sweetie," Molly complimented.

"Thanks mum."

"Where are you going?"

Before he could answer Molly II answered for him. "He's going on a date."

"A date?" her namesake asked.

Percy groaned and said. "It's not a date, I'm just seeing an old friend."

"Who you used to fancy," George said, getting in on the teasing of his older brother his wife Angelina half-glaring at him.

The Weasley matriarch said. "It's Penelope?"

The bespectacled redhead's ears turned red in embarrassment.

"Who else is there?"

Percy shook his head and left.

"I missed something here, didn't I?" Molly I asked confused.

"It's Oliver Wood," her namesake answered.

The Weasley matriarch nodded.

Meanwhile, Percy had met up with Oliver. They were a few drinks in mainly Oliver.

"So, how old are your daughters?" Oliver asked.

"Molly is nine and Lucy is seven, their my little girls."

Oliver smiled and said. "So, you must be married?"

"Actually, I'm recently divorced. It just wasn't working out."

Oliver nodded.

"What about you, I'm sure you had many girls throwing themselves at you."

"You're right about that but I wasn't interested in them."

Percy nodded.

"Do you get what I mean?" Oliver asked raising an eyebrow.

Percy looked confused.

"I'm into guys, Perce," the brunette said, gulping down the last of his drink.

"You are?"

The brunette nodded.

"I was never into girls either but I don't regret my marriage to Audrey. I got my daughters out of it."

"How recently divorced are you?"

"Nearly a year."

Oliver nodded. They continued drinking. Oliver was completely hammered. Like old times, he helped Oliver home hoping that his mum didn't mind watching Molly and Lucy for the night. Oliver was luckily a silly and affectionate drunk so he clung to Percy which the redhead didn't mind at all. Once at Oliver's flat, he walked him to his bed and the brunette tumbled onto to his bed. Remembering that his friend usually slept shirtless he took off the shirt as he eyed his friend's chest. The brunette curled up and fell asleep. Percy sat down on the other side of the bed, kicked off his shoes, put his horn-rimmed glasses on the nightstand, lying down and falling asleep.

The next morning, Oliver woke up first with a pounding headache. If he wasn't so hungover he would've cheered at the fact that a certain redhead had fallen asleep with his head on his chest. The aforementioned redhead woke up looking up sheepishly at his brunette friend.

"How much did I drink last night?"

"Quite a bit."

The brunette groaned.

"Do you have any pepper-up potion or will I have to go get some from my mum?"

Oliver shook his pounding head. Percy got up and flooed back to his parent's house. Molly I was bustling around the kitchen when he arrived.

"Mum, do we have any pepper up potion, Oliver needs it."

"Check the cupboards."

Percy nodded and went into the bathroom to search for a phial of pepper up potion.

"Were you safe last night?" George asked, wagging an eyebrow at his elder brother.

The other redhead ignored his brother as he searched for the phial. There was nothing there.

"Did you find anything?"

Percy shook his head.

"How bad is Oliver hungover?" George asked.

"As bad as he was after you guys won the Quidditch Cup in our seventh year."

George nodded. Percy had read about the muggle way to combat a hangover maybe Oliver would like that. He flooed back to Oliver's house. He made a cup of black coffee and brought it up to his friend's room. He walked into the room to hear him retching him into the toilet attached to his bedroom. Percy stood there until he was done.

"Oh, you're back."

"I brought a muggle way to combat a hangover."

Oliver smirked and said. "What's that cuddling with you?"

The redhead blushed and handed him the cup of coffee. Oliver looked disgusted but took it anyway. He stumbled back to his bed and fell down in a heap. Percy laid back down next to him and snuggled up to him.

"You don't act like it but you're a cuddler, Percy."

The two men just continued cuddling the rest of the day.

"It felt nice to have some contact,"

Oliver smirked and said. "You're welcome to stay here often and have a regular cuddle."

"What about my daughters?"

"They're welcome here too."

"Do you have enough for the three of us?"

Oliver said. "I have two spare rooms and obviously you'll be sleeping with me."

Percy nodded.

This routine continued for about a month. The redhead and brunette were finally an item.

"Girls, I have something to ask you."

"What is it, daddy?" they asked.

The redhead said. "What do you think about moving in with my friend, Oliver?"

"What about Gran and Grandpa?"

Percy answered. "We can come visit them regularly, I promise."

The two girls nodded. They agreed to move in with their father's boyfriend. Molly 1 was upset but she was happy that her son found someone to love.

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