Hey everybody who happened to stumble upon this story in one way or another! This literally just sprouted out of me that features Molly and Lucy of the next generation with their father and someone surprising (but I guess you already know from the people tagged). And in this story, Percy did marry Audrey and they divorced a few years after Lucy was born. I hope that you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters at all. All rights go to J.K. Rowling who created this fantastic world.

Percy was always very proud of his two daughters, Molly and Lucy. He was very happy that even after his divorce from their mother, a half-blood named Audrey Pierce, the two girls continued to adore their father and want to stay with them on the weekends. He continued to give the girls what they wanted unless money was too tight for him, which it usually wasn't.

Molly Ginevra Weasley didn't lack Percy's brains but she got her mother's spirit for getting what she wants fused with the passion of dragons, like her Uncle Charlie. She had straight (sometimes curly) auburn hair like her mother and her grandmother's bright brown eyes. She plays Seeker on the Gryffindor Team and completely adores the sport. Her best class is Care of Magical Creatures (Hagrid became a better teacher after Scorpius's father had left) and she loved all sorts of magical creatures that Hagrid talked about.

Lucy Candace Weasley was the smart one of the duo. She was a couple of years younger than her older sister, Molly, and was, unfortunately, like her father. She was a strict rule-abiding student that got top marks in everything with the curly red hair and the bright blue eyes hidden behind spectacles. However, she was the Keeper on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team and bloody fantastic at it. Her father was proud of her for doing something that he never did.

Percy would do anything to protect his daughters, even lying to him about his relationship.

Now, Molly and Lucy were two very smart children. They noticed very many things that their father didn't realize that they knew. The two girls were very suspicious as to why her father hadn't dated while their mother was dating a guy who was once in the Ravenclaw class with her. They loved their father and thought that he was still in love with their mother.

However that was not the case but they didn't know that.

Yet.

The girls first noticed something different about their father when they visited for the Christmas Holidays during Molly's fifth year and Lucy's third. The first clue was the Puddlemere United Quidditch robes that were hanging over the laundry when Molly went to get a stain out of her shirt from the apple juice that had fallen from her mouth.

"Who do these robes belong too?" she questioned her father. He looked at his eldest from his conversation with his youngest and then got up to walk to the laundry room. He peered his head around the corner and saw the uniform lying against the counter. He paled considerably, something that both girls noticed right away.

"Oh, they're just a friend's," said Percy, reaching out to grab them.

"You know someone from the Puddlemere United team?" questioned Lucy, from the table. "Since when?"

"Just an old friend from Hogwarts," said Percy, a smile (and a small blush, Molly noticed almost immediately) edging onto his face. "He asked to stay the night here one night and left his extra uniform by accident. Though he's not going to be free to come get it for a while,"

"Oh," said Molly, who was still standing at her father's side with a raised eyebrow. "Are we ever going to meet this person?"

"I don't know," said Percy, still smiling. "Hopefully," The father kissed his eldest's forehead before walking by and kissing his youngest daughter's cheek before heading into his bed room. Molly looked at Lucy before crossing the room. Lucy looked up as Molly leaned across the table.

"Did you see that?" questioned Molly, softly.

"See what?" she asked.

"The fact that our father suddenly looked like a teenager all over again," questioned Molly.

"I have no idea what you are talking about," said Lucy. Molly raised a pointed eyebrow and Lucy groaned heavily. "Alright, fine, I noticed. Did you notice the blush that was on his cheeks? I haven't seen him like that before."

"I know. And he paled once he saw the uniform," said Molly, sitting in the chair that her father wasn't occupying anymore. "I don't know if I should feel pleased or scared." Lucy laughed and turned to the newspaper. "You are staring at Oliver Wood again, aren't you?"

"No," said Lucy, with a straight face and no blush, "But I am staring at the nineteen year old that plays with Oliver Wood." Lucy showed Molly the picture of the brunette that had taken a picture with Oliver Wood after a game.

"Oh hello," Lucy giggled with Molly as Percy emerged from the bedroom. Both girls stopped looking at the brunette in hopes that their father didn't notice.

The next time that they discovered their father acting weird was the following Christmas holidays when he was looking at the Quidditch scores on Christmas morning. Molly was cooking breakfast when Lucy was coming out from her shower in her father's bedroom. Lucy walked over to her father and peered over his shoulder.

"Hey Dad," Percy jumped in shock, spilling the coffee from his cup onto his shirt. He tried not to curse under his breath as he looked at his youngest daughter. "Whoops sorry," Lucy apologized. "I thought you saw me coming."

"It's alright Lu," he said. "What's up?"

"Why are you looking at the Quidditch scores?" Lucy questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Um-I've got to have some connection to you girls. Both of you are Quidditch players like your mother and I don't know anything about Quidditch." Percy motioned to the newspaper. "I have to read this so I know what you girls are talking about in your letters,"

"Aww," said Lucy, hugging him from behind and exchanging glances with Molly at the same time. Molly shrugged as Percy reached back to pat her shoulder. Lucy smiled brightly and kissed her father on the cheek while keeping her arms wrapped around his neck. "Thanks for the watch by the way," Lucy eyed the Puddlemere United watch that she wore on her right hand.

"Yeah, thanks Dad," said Molly from the kitchen with a bright smile on her face. Molly had gotten a similar watch but hers was in the shape of a snitch with its wings used as the strap that snapped at the bottom and the name Puddlemere United engraved on the backside of the watch.

"Yeah how'd you get these?" questioned Lucy. "I haven't seen these before and I've been looking everywhere for one of Puddlemere United."

"Yeah, Dad," said Molly as breakfast was almost ready. "Where did you get these? I don't even think that they're on the market yet."

"They aren't," said Percy. "But I have a very good friend that helped me get them for my favorite girls,"

"Is this the same friend that left his extra uniform here?"

"Yeah," said Percy. "Same friend," He got up to change shirts and disappeared into the master bedroom once again causing Molly and Lucy to glance at each other.

The following October, Molly was sitting in the Great Hall trying to figure out what had her father all screwed up and not his normal self. First he has a Puddlemere's extra uniform in his house and then there was the watches. Then Molly had went to visit him in the summer while she was in London only to find him half dressed with his hair messed up. Even she knew that it was very un-Percy like and very un-Minister-Of-Magically of him.

Something was wrong.

She was going to find out what.

Right after breakfast... and some coffee...

"Oh my god!" said Roxanne gripping to Molly's arm, who was really sleepy. "It's Oliver Wood!" The girl took some coffee that acted almost immediately (Merlin she loved the house elves) before looked up to see the Puddlemere United Keeper (and Captain) cross the room in such a fashion that it was hard to believe that it was the Keeper (and Captain). Molly looked at Lauren Longbottom, a first year and an old friend, who was a couple ways down the table with her friends, who gave a shrug of confusion as Neville got up and hugged the Keeper. Molly noticed that Lucy was leaving and moved to follow her. "Hey where are you going?"

"I have to talk to my sister," said Molly. Roxanne nodded allowing Molly to follow her sister out of the hall and into the Entrance Hallway. Lucy stopped and turned to her. "Why the sudden exit?"

"It got loud," she muttered, obviously. "Were you not hear my friends screaming bloody murder from the Gryffindor table?" Molly glared at her sister because she couldn't take sarcasm in the morning.

"No but Roxanne was as well," Molly muttered, bluntly. Lucy had this concentrated look on her face and wasn't paying attention anymore. Molly looked closely to see that Lucy's nostrils were flaring which only happened when she was mad, nervous, or concentrating. "Alright, what's wrong?"

"Something just feels odd," she trailed off.

"Weasley," Both girls snapped around to see Neville Longbottom coming through the door from the Great Hall with Oliver Wood at his side. "Where are you going?"

"We're just talking Professor," said Molly, who was always the best liar. "We were talking about going to our father's house over the Christmas holidays like we always do and hoping he doesn't have work to do, like the end of last time," Professor Longbottom's face softened a bit and he nodded. "You must be Puddlemere United's Keeper, Oliver Wood." She extended a hand which he shook.

"Yes," said Wood, smiling. "You must be Percy's daughters,"

"How'd you know?" questioned Molly, as she retracted her hand. Oliver blushed a bit but wiped it off his face almost instantly.

"I'm an old friend of your father's. He talks about you guys a lot," Wood said. "You must be Molly,"

"Yes," said Molly, cheerfully. "I'm a Seeker and Captain for my house and my sister Lucy is a Keeper for the Hufflepuff team." She gestured to Lucy who had walked closer to stand beside her sister. Wood and Lucy shook hands.

"That's awesome," said Wood. "I was the Captain of my team in my days. Finally beat the Slytherin streak in my seventh year thanks to Harry Potter," Molly nodded her head.

"You were also a bit obsessed,"

"Hey, it got me into the Puddlemere United now, didn't it?" countered Wood. The girls' professor shrugged as Wood noticed something. "I see you got the watches that I helped your father get," Both girls looked at the watches and then back up to Wood about a nanosecond later.

"I knew it!" said Lucy, pointing at him. "It all makes sense now."

"The Quidditch score thing is throwing me though," said Molly. They looked back at the Quidditch player and Lucy couldn't tell if it was shock or confusion. Molly saw the look as well. "Oh sorry," they both apologized as if they were twins.

"It's alright," said Wood, clasping an arm around their professor. "Come on Neville. I have to ask you something." Wood began pushing the professor and smiled at the girls. "Bye Percy's daughters. I'll see you sometime," Both girls waved and turned to each other in confusion.

"Molly,"

"Yeah,"

"Did you see his eyes?" questioned Lucy.

"Yep," said Molly, swaying on the spot, "Filled of pride and something to hide. He blushed a bit as well..."

"I think I know what that something is," said Lucy. Molly never got a chance to question as Lucy headed to her next class and Molly headed to Care of Magical Creatures. Molly decided not to bring it up until they were alone while their dad was at work.

Molly and Lucy were supposed to be asleep in their beds the following Christmas holidays but were having a hard time. Both girls were about to nod off when they heard a knock on the front door which jolted them fully awake once again. Both girls' eyes shot open as they heard their father move from the bed in the door across the hall. There was a slam of his bedroom door and sounds of him walking down the hallway. There was another knock on the door that seemed louder and more urgent. The girls then heard their father's shout of "Coming". Molly and Lucy looked at each other as there was the sound of a door opening and closing.

Then nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

The two girls strained their ears to hear but they still heard nothing. Then, Molly slipped out of bed, placing her feet against the cold floor softly, before moving her weight, astonished the floor didn't creak. She was wearing a pair of Puddlemere United shorts and a tight fitting white tank top but still didn't shiver in the cold air. Lucy looked at her as Molly put her hair up in a ponytail while grabbing her wand from her bed side table.

"Where are you going?" hissed Lucy, softly, as she swung her legs out from underneath the sheets. Lucy was dressed more than Molly, as Lucy usually got cold quicker. Lucy were a pair of gray sweats with the word Keeper written in Hufflepuff yellow up the leg and a long sleeved Puddlemere shirt that was navy blue with the emblem on the front. Her curly red hair was already pulled up in a bun.

"I'm checking," she whispered. "If you're coming, stay silent. That's my only rule, got it." Lucy nodded her head. Molly knew that Lucy wouldn't break that rule. She was too much like their father. They got to the door and opened it without a single creak from the usual creaky door. Molly put a finger to her lips and pointed to Lucy's wand. Lucy nodded and grabbed it as Molly slipped out of the room. Lucy followed suit with their wands drawn.

They walked down the long hallway with no light in case someone was in fact in the house and after the two of them. Lucy stayed a little bit behind knowing that Molly would get mad if she got any closer to her. Molly was afraid that someone had taken their father (he was the Minister of Magic after all) and now someone else was in the house. They reached the entryway to the living room. Molly silently told her to stay still and Lucy nodded before taking a step backwards. Molly noticed she leaned against the wall but was still gripping her wand.

"Lumos," she whispered. The wand tip ignited but only a little bit. Molly held her wand up and turned into the living room. What she saw surprised her, but it still didn't surprise her that much. What Molly saw were two bodies (both only missing a shirt, thank Merlin) going at each other like they haven't seen each other in a while. One was pressed into the oblivion of the couch while the other was on top, straddling the one below.

"Bloody hell!" she said. Both snapped apart from each other almost instantly, looking up at her shocked. "Now I know what a father feels like when he walks in on his daughter making out with a boyfriend," She began twirling a piece of hair around her wand tip as she flicked a light on and while she winced at the brightness, she looked at the faces of her father, Percy Weasley, and the Puddlemere United Keeper, Oliver Wood.

"Molly!" both men shouted. The two men glanced at each other before Percy maneuvered himself from under Oliver. "What are you doing up?" Percy scolded her.

"It's your fault," countered Molly. "You shouted 'Coming' which looked like you were close to doing,"

"Do I even want to know?" asked Lucy, who was still leaning against the wall in the hallway. Both of the men blushed heavily. Molly was very glad that she told her sister to stay.

"No, no you do not," Molly told her sister. "You really don't,"

"Alright then, tell me in the morning," said Lucy, yawning. "I'm tired now," Lucy yawned once again while she headed down the hallway and slipped into the girls' room. Molly laughed and turned to her father and his secret boyfriend, who had shoved their shirts back on and fixed their pants that were unzipped.

"Well," said Molly as she turned off the light in her wand. She shoved the wand into her hair and smiled happily. "Dad, I think you have some explaining to do," Percy laughed, softly and went to explain but Molly held her hand up, cutting him off. "But first, you and Oliver are going to a Muggle hotel and using Muggle money and having a care free stupid night away that I never want to know the details of. But please avoid the paparazzi."

"Molly," said Percy. Oliver was looking at Molly in shock.

"No, I do not want to hear it," said Molly, cracking her knuckles with a loud pop. "Before I go to help hatch dragon eggs and raise baby dragons in Romania, I would like to know that my father is truly happy." Percy smiled down at his daughter.

"You really are like your grandmother," said Oliver.

"Don't get used to it," said Molly. She walked over and grabbed the front of Oliver's robes, yanking him down to her height. He gulped, a bit frightened. "You hurt him, I hurt you,"

"Got it." said Oliver nodding his head. Molly let him go and both men looked at each other.

"Now go," said Molly. "And Dad,"

"Hmm," Percy looked at her

"Remember this when I bring home a boyfriend," Percy groaned and Oliver grabbed a hold of the back of Percy's shirt.

"Be back by dawn!" she called as they disaparated from the house. Molly sighed heavily and crossed the room to lock the door. Smiling finally knowing that her dad was happy, she walked back to her room and shut the lights off as she passed.

As Molly was hugging her friends for the last time, Lucy, who had already said her goodbyes, stood on her tiptoes to try to find their father who was supposed to pick them up. Her head of bouncing red hair was flying around as she searched frantically. It had been a couple months since the incident and lately, every time they went over, they saw Oliver Wood who was treating the girls like he was their father as well and opening up to them as well.

"There you are Lucy," said a voice. Lucy turned to see the Professional Quidditch player walking towards her. Lucy smiled and ran over to him. She let go of her trunk when she reached him and hugged him tightly. He snaked her arms around her and picked her up, twirling her in a circle before putting her down on the ground. "How many O.W.L.s did you get? I remember how you locked yourself up in your room over the Easter holidays."

"Twelve," said Lucy proudly as people started to point and notice that she was standing with Oliver Wood.

"Just like your father," said Oliver. "Are you going to be the first female Minister of Magic? Have that father-daughter relationship."

"No. It would be awesome to have a father-daughter relationship, but I just hate the politics that Dad complains about," said Lucy. "I would love to be paid to brew potions though. I heard that you make a lot of money for it and I love potions anyways."

"I got an O on my N.E.W.T. Potion test,"

"Did you like it?"

"No," said Oliver. "I kept trying to fail that class,"

"Didn't like potions that much?"

"Nope, ironically that was the subject that your dad was worst at,"

"Dad was bad at something?" asked Molly as she rolled her cart over. She looked around and then back at Percy Weasley's secret boyfriend. "Where is he anyways?"

"He's got to go to Romania for some Ministry thing," said Oliver. "And your mother has a date with her fiancée so they asked me to come pick you up,"

"Do you realize that you are being pointed at?"

"No," said Oliver. "Come on you two. Let's go get ice cream on the way home." Molly laughed as Oliver began rolling Lucy's trunk through the station. Lucy locked arms with Molly and they walked through the parting crowd towards King's Cross. Oliver took Lucy's hand and all three of them walked through the portrait to go off towards the ice cream shop that was nearby. Hushed voices came from the kids who had already left the platform.

"Was that Oliver Wood?"

"Yeah, did you hear that he's been having a relationship with Molly and Lucy's father?"

"No way! Are you serious?!"

"Yeah, the Minister of Magic and the Captain of the Puddlemere United Team have been seeing each other. They were also together during their Hogwarts days!"

"Huh, who knew."

Oliver and Percy is probably the only boy x boy shipping I can see in Harry Potter at the moment. It's funny how I got it because I was on tumblr and for some reason looked up Percy Weasley and saw a picture of him and Oliver and thought I'd look it up. AND IT IS ADORABLE!

And so one thing led to another (and after multiple fan fictions later), this happened!

So, yeah, please review and tell me how I did.

(It's my first slash so I'm sorry)

Review, please?