Three months later found Oliver and Percy curled up in bed together. Oliver on his back with Percy draped over his side, legs and fingers entwined. Both heads were rested on one of Oliver's blue pillows, Oliver's lips against Percy's Forehead. Oliver stretched in his sleep, back raising from the mattress and Percy gave a slight yelp as he was pushed off the quidditch player's body. Oliver opened an eye and looked sleepily at Percy with a smile. A slight adjustment and he spooned to the thinner man's back, wrapping his arms tightly around him. Percy cuddled closer with a contented sound, wrapping his fingers over Oliver's.
"The twins have been leaving me millions of messages the last few days" Percy noted, quietly. Oliver chuckled, nuzzling a freckled neck. "I told ye they loved ye. Maybe ye should invite them round t' see 'ow good a job they done o' setting up their big brother" Oliver chuckled, thrusting his hips lazily against Percy's arse. Percy swatted at Oliver's thigh. "Cheeky sod" He paused for a moment, thinking "Maybe.. Oh, forget it". Oliver stirred, interested in the unfinished thought. He slid an arm from under Percy and propped himself up on one elbow "Maybe what, Perce?". Oliver yawned and let Percy roll onto his back, readjusting to hug Percy's chest. Percy was silent for a long minute.
"I was thinking.. Maybe I should introduce you to my family.. But I can totally understand if you don't want to. They're a crazy bunch" Percy stammered and blurted, trying to stop more from coming out of his lips. Oliver chuckled, relaxing against Percy again. "I'd love t' meet yer family, Perce. And they can't be that crazy.. I've met ye an yer brothers aven't I?" Percy swatted at Oliver again for his comment and glared, gaining an apologetic kiss to his chest. "I'd love t meet ye family Perce, will ye meet mine?" Oliver grasped Percy's hand and the redhead nodded with a smile. Oliver leant forwards and kissed him, only to have Percy quickly pull away and pull a face. Oliver quirked a brow to which Percy woefully cried, mocking Oliver's accent "Ye 'ave mornin' breath!". Oliver scowled and removed himself from Percy, putting several inches between them. He rolled onto his back before retorting with "Well yers ain't exactly roses, now, Perce" Moments later one of Oliver's blue pillows hit Percy in the face. Percy pouted but Oliver was quick to kiss him, making the silly red-head forget all about it.
With that, the two men settled down in the large bed, happy to know that they had the entire weekend to themselves. It was as they were falling asleep that the doorbell rang. Percy buried his head against Oliver's toned stomach while the Scot let out a groan. It was probably an obsessed fan or a reporter. Oliver rolled
Himself out of bed and grabbed the nearest pair of trousers he could find. They happened to be Percy's cream corduroys that wouldn't go higher then Oliver's knees due to Oliver's large muscles and Percy's lack. Percy mumbled something sleepily before falling asleep, leaving Oliver to quickly drag on his own pair of jeans before answering the door. He swung the charmed oak door open but found no one before him. He looked down, wondering if perhaps there would be a small child there. Instead he found a large box, the type that fruit and vegetables would be transported in. There was a cream blanket over the top with several stains that looked like blood and other things but he noticed that it was moving. Squirming infact. He quirked a brow and bent down, calling back to the Red head as he wasn't sure what it was.
Carefully he peeled the blanket away, one corner held lightly between thumb and finger. It was really no surprise what was in there, but he still found himself rather shocked that this would happen to him of all people. Inside the makeshift basket were several small puppies. There was an adult jack russel in the box but the puppies were Labradors by the looks of it and the russel was obviously a male. The adult dog had a collar on his neck, reading 'Dash' but no other details were given. Oliver noted that a few of the puppies were already dead and he sighed. Scooping up the box, "Dash" licking his face, he moved towards the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him. He'd bury the dead puppies in one of the pet cemeteries outside of Puddlemere. Oliver got several blankets and a two saucers, filled with milk and water and set them out on the bed. He took Dash to the kitchen and gave him some left over chicken and another bowl of water before returning to Percy and puppies.
He had no clue how to treat puppies. Jake and Max had been a year old when he'd gotten them and he'd had an adult dog as a child. He'd never had puppies. They were a few months old by the looks of them. One was yellow, the other black. There'd been four of them altogether unless others had died before they'd been left there. Percy had instantly taken to the yellow puppy who seemed content to lick his face while the other puppy was a little more aggressive , especially towards Oliver.
"Maybe we should take them to a vet.. But then they'd think we did this to them.. Same if we took them to a dogs home.." Oliver was rambling, saying this thoughts aloud but a grunt from Percy told him that these puppies were most definetly not going to the pound. He looked up and was greeted by three pairs of large eyes, one set also had pouty lips and Oliver just couldn't say no to them.
"But you can't take my Piper to the dogs house, Oliver!" Percy whined and Oliver groaned because Percy had already named the puppy "They'll put him down!". Percy fussed over the yellow puppy, tickling it's furry stomach and kissing it's nose. Oliver sighed and laid back, the black puppy instantly pouncing onto his chest and biting his nose. Oliver picked the black hound up and sat it near Percy. It dived at the pillows and soon Oliver's set of 4 navy blue pillows was diminished to three. "The dog's trust never put a healthy dog down, Percy. You've seen those muggle adverts they have!" The puppy was about to start terrorizing a second pillow when Jake and Max padded over, paws on the duvet as they sniffed at the black puppy. Max gave a dog like sigh and went to a doggy bed in one of the corners while Jake sniffed at the puppy again. Before Oliver or Percy could react, he picked the puppy up by the scruff of the neck, and like a mother with her puppy, carried him over towards the basket Max had laid in and plopped the puppy down. The pup settled and in moments fell asleep against the larger black dog. Jake laid himself next to the basket, head on Max's paws.
"See! They already like him" Percy grinned cheerfully. Oliver gave a nod. "Fine, Fine. Jason can stay. But you're taking that one" Percy gave a high pitched and girly squeal that woke up the three dogs. Dash came running in and Oliver groaned slightly remembering the jack russel. "He's yours!" Percy shouted before Oliver could. The Scot glared but was rewarded with a loving kiss to the cheek.
The two men spent the rest of the day cleaning the puppies and buying them collars. The next day they took a visit to the vets then buried the puppies whom they named "Bob" and "Trusty". It turned out that other then some lack of nourishments and a little dehydration, the puppies were fine, if not covered in a flea or two. Oliver had a feeling he'd regret having so many dogs though. Especially now that he had Jason the pillow murderer.
Author's notes: Well here's chapter 4! So firstly thank you to everyone who's been leaving me reviews, you're all very sweet and It's really cool to see I have some fans. I'm getting big headed lol. And thank you to those of you who are pointing out my grammar. It's terrible, I know. I'm hopefully gonna try and work on it in a while, once my last A level is over with. French speaking on the 20th, I sooo don't want to do it!
So I've introduced some more pooches to the story. Dash, a black, tan and white Jack Russel. Piper, a yellow labrador and Jason, a black lab. Then there's still Max and Jake who are also black labradors. I'm thinking Piper and Jason are puppies, about two or three months old so they're just scrampering around and stuff while the other three dogs are all fully grown and getting on a bit. They're based on my boyfriend's dogs although Piper and Jason are adults aswell in real life. They're a bit different though as in real life they're all gun dogs and lately all of them except Jake and Max have been killing the chickens. Being hunting dogs they seem to thing chickens pheasants bless them.
I'm going to bring in the person who left them in a chapter or two, but gonna do a family meal type thing soon aswell.
On that news, I'm also introducing another new story. But I'm going to type that one up fully first as I wrote it a month or two ago :D It's a Percy/Oliver (yay!) and Percy works at the ministry with none other then.. Bonnie Eads! yes bonnie's back in another story and we're introducing Adrian and Luke Pucey aswell as a few more characters :D. I'm considering a small competition or something for a cameo in a story at some point so shall maybe do that if anyone thinks they'd like to have a cameo, let me know!