Hey! This is the last chapter of A Semi-Fairytale! Aww...I'm sad but I'm glad I could write it! I hope you all have enjoyed this and I wish the same for those who discover this story! Yay Percy/Marcus! :P (This may not be too long...but...it's the end, what else would you expect?)

Chapter Sixteen-Actual Happily Ever After

(First Person POV)

I awoke the next day to a flood of kisses. Marcus decided to wake me up in a sweet manner, saying 'Happy birthday' as he nibbled on my neck. That whole day consisted of nothing but surprises. I got a whole new wardrobe, a pair of gold framed glasses to pair with the silver, books and various other expensive gifts from the gang and some of the more practical gifts from the boyfriends; who came from the same class as myself, which I loved just as equally.

Amidst the cake and lavish meals, which my siblings gladly helped me devour, Marcus swept me away to his family cabin in the mountains for a romantic week alone. We actually got around to trying out those various positions Adrian and Terence told us about, each one as pleasurable as the last. He also let me top like he promised...it was amazing. Sex wasn't the only thing we did over the entire week...although it was mostly what we did, not gonna lie...we also marveled at the scenery.

Ok, yeah, that was a terrible example. Anyway, my eighteenth birthday was the best birthday I've had in years, even the one when I was five years old and received my first copy of 'Tales of Beedle the Bard' couldn't compare. I had a wonderful man, a group of awesome people I could call my friends and I was truly happy.

I know what you're thinking...''Whatever became of your mum, Ron and Ginny?" Well, as I celebrated my birthday with Marcus, Mum and the terrible twosome packed their belongings and left to Grandmother Prewett's mansion, who gladly welcomed them into her home. Of course, the ex-mother in law would side with her daughter. She bashed my father to no end and me from what Bill told me when Kingsley delivered the divorce papers. Typically, those who do such wrongs like they have are normally left with nothing but not this time. They still remained in the elite circle but mostly with those who apparently shared their viewpoints...yeah, that's a real shock.

Ginny kept dating about until she eventually settled with Andrew Kirke. He was the one who pampered her the most, so she figured 'Why the hell not?' and decided to keep him around. After finding out what Ron did, Hermione slapped him and broke it off, leaving him for Harry, interestingly enough...and he paired up with Lavender. Mum, she ended up with Dawlish, one of the head aurors at the Ministry.

Dad had washed his hands of her and wished him the best of luck. Sure, there were spiteful remarks and actions made here and there but I won. I had broken out from their imprisonment, got the man I love and finally the treatment I deserve...still sucks I had to wait a decade in order to get it. Now you're also pondering...when did I marry Marcus? And just how many heirs did we produce? Hmm...

One year later...

Inside the lavishly decorated grand throneroom of Dragonheart Castle, stood hundreds of guests in their finest attire. At the front sat the king and queen, dressed in their imperial regalia, observing the excited crowd in front of them. Marcus, alongside his closest friends-Graham, Adrian, Terence, Miles, Cassius and Lucian; were also standing in front in their imperial garb, wands on their right hip and swords on their left. Luna and her girls-Susan, Hannah, Fleur and Bellatrix were the bridesmaids, including Tonks...who beamed in her black bridesmaid's dress.

At Aurelius's nonverbal command, the band started to play the Wedding March as Percy entered in his sapphire wedding robes. He's grown accustomed to that color, so it stuck. He was beyond nervous as he walked down the aisle, but upon seeing Marcus's still-crooked but lovely smile, he relaxed. Finally at the altar, nineteen year-old Percy faced Marcus as an elder wizard by the name of Albus Dumbledore addressed the room.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today, the fifth of October...to witness the union of Prince Marcus Aurelius Flint and Percival Alexander Weasley, third-born son of the Ancient and Noble House of Weasley. This is a remarkable day, one to go down in the history of our kingdom. The Flint family broke free of tradition and allowed their heir to wed their chosen...the first time around.'' he smiled playfully as the majesties returned it.

"Is there anyone who objects to their union? If so...speak now or forever hold your peace." In the far crowd, Percy could see Ginny and Molly scowling at him. The attendees were allowed to bring a guest, so that's why they were there. He raised an eyebrow and looked back to Marcus. Terence was glaring at them, hoping they would make a false move and he'd blast them out right of the kingdom.

"No one? Very well. Marcus, do you take Percival Alexander Weasley as you lawfully-wedded husband, to love...honor..and cherish, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"

Marcus didn't hesitate in responding "I do."

"And Percy, do you take Marcus Aurelius Flint as your lawfully-wedded husband...to love..honor..and cherish, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"

With the brightest smile, Percy responded "I do. Always."

"I now pronounce you, husband and...well..husband. You may kiss the groom."

Albus chuckled as they took their first kiss as a married couple. Applause and cheers surged throughout the throneroom, the loudest coming from Bill, Charlie, the twins and the boyfriends/fiancés of Marcus's pals. Turning around, Percy knelt before Aurelius who stood before them, to bestow unto him his royal title.

Drawing his broadsword, Aurelius held the blade close to the redhead "Do you swear to uphold the integrity of Flint line and bring honor to the kingdom of Dragonheart?"

"I swear."

The king responded, tapping Percy on each shoulder "By the supreme power vested in me, I dub thee Prince Percival Alexander Flint. You may rise."

As he stood, Marcus kissed him yet again "Welcome to the family, my love."

After the ceremony, everyone met in the grand ballroom for the reception, Marcus and Percy having the first dance. Percy admired the shimmering rock on his finger as Marcus brought his delicate hand to his lips. "I knew you'd love the ring."

"Still a little flashier than I hoped."

"Yeah, but you deserve it. Nothing wrong with having just one."

"True..."

Terence and Adrian slithered their way over "So, when can we expect some pretty babies out of you two?"

Percy smirked "You'll be waiting a few years."

Adrian whined lightly "Aww..." before a snickering Terence dragged him away.

"But not too long, I want to see my grandbabies." Seraphine chirped, playfully pouting as she took Percy by the hand for a dance.

Once the reception ended, Marcus rushed Percy to their room, eagerly anticipating breaking in those new sheets.

Ten years later...

"Shut up, guys...you'll ruin the surprise."

"Daddy and Father will love it."

"They'll like my present more.."

"Nuh uh!"

"Come on..let's wake 'em up!" Four sets of little feet shuffled their way in, careful not to wake two sleeping men in their bed. "One, two, three.."

"HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!" Four children chorused, forcing the men awake.

"Oh Marcus, look. They brought breakfast and presents."

Marcus grunted, giving his kids a smile "Morning, everyone. Ohh, omelettes and extra bacon on the side...my favorite."

A little girl of four hopped like a rabbit. "Open presents first! Mine's on top!" she pointed to a lilac-wrapped bundle.

"Ok, sweetie." Percy opened the package to see two animated stuffed dolls resembling them reaching out for hugs.

"These are precious, thank you.." Marcus hugged the pig-tailed princess who giggled.

One by one, the proud parents opened their gifts-a set of matching necklaces, an owl and dragon statue set, and two gem-encrusted daggers...one with sapphires and the other with rubies.

Percy smiled softly "Thank you...all of you for the wonderful gifts. Love you Maxentian, Aurelianus, Torin and sweet little Demi." he kissed his three sons and only daughter in gratitude.

"You guys eat, we're gonna go play."

"Last one to the pitch is a rotten crup!"

"I'm not a rotten crup! Wait for me!"

"Don't touch my broom!" the young royals bounded out the door, leaving the two kings to shake their heads in mirth.

"Whatever shall we do with them? So rambunctious."

"Bill and Nymphadora's children are worse."

Percy tilted his head in thought "You're right, then again, don't forget Fred and George's little ones."

"Cassius and Cormac's, fuck it..everyone's."

"Speaking of 'fuck'...how about a nice one after breakfast and when the kids are sound asleep?"

Marcus shivered at Percy's lustful gaze "I love it when you're raring to go in the mornings, you could put me to shame.''

"I know, but let's eat first. Need my energy.."

There the ending! Aww...told you guys it would be good for our favorite bespectacled Weasley! :) Glad I could provide this to fellow Percy/Marcus shippers! :P

Names of their children and birth order: (Twins- first/second born) Maxentian (carbon-copy of Marcus) and Aurelianus (carbon-copy of Percy), (Third-born child) Torin (I guess a mixture of them...same for the girl), (Fourth child) Daughter: Demetria-Luna.

Basically, all of Percy's friends, father and good siblings lived their own happily-ever-after...and...well...I guess you could say the same for his mother, Ginny and Ron. Some people aren't always punished as one would like after how they treat someone. Look at it this way, they already had their just desserts earlier...they didn't succeed in attaining Marcus, Molly got thrown out, Ron got dumped, you get the idea!

For the whole 'royal-title bestowing' thing...I dunno how all that truly goes, so I made it up.