Harry Potter One Shots

PercyXReader The Order

(Y/n P.O.V)

Every week, I attend the Order Meeting in the living room of my family's house. The room is dimly lit, and the air is thick with tension and apprehension. Molly, my father's best friend, sits to my right. She's a plump, motherly woman with a kind smile and warm eyes. Every time I come to the meeting, she leans over and asks if I've heard from Percy.

Percy and I have been together since our fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We had planned to get married, but when Percy chose his job over me, we split up. Despite this, Molly treats me like one of her own, and I appreciate her company.

Sometimes, I find it hard to sleep at night as I miss Percy. During those restless nights, Molly brings me a warm cup of Milo, and we sit with my dad, who's a tall, lanky wizard with a kind face and a gentle voice. We reminisce about the good times, and I long for the day when Percy realizes his mistake and comes back to me.

During the meeting, I often drift off and lose focus. The members discuss strategies, plans, and updates about the war. But Alester's voice brings me back to reality. He's a tall, muscular wizard with a stern face and a booming voice. He announces that Professor Dumbledore has requested that I join the Hogwarts team to teach Potions and get close to the Death Eaters' children. I'm shocked and protest, but Alester tells me that it's final, and I have no choice.

Frustrated and upset, I storm out of the meeting. My father follows me and tries to comfort me. He's a werewolf, but he's also a brilliant wizard and a loving father. I'm upset because I don't want to leave him and spend time with Professor Snape, who always hated me and was mean. I never enjoyed studying Potions, and the thought of teaching it to someone else fills me with dread.

When I was only five months old, my mother was killed by Death Eaters, and I was hit by a stray spell. The spell slowed my brain development, and I have the mind of a six-year-old. Although my eighteen-year-old self is in control most of the time, I tend to act like a six-year-old when I'm upset. My dad and Molly are always gentle with me, and I appreciate their kindness and care.

Years go by, and we win the Battle of Hogwarts. Although we rejoice, we also mourn the loss of many loved ones. Percy comes back, apologizes, and we get back together. We get married, have a baby girl, and live with my dad and brother Teddy. We help each other out and cherish the moments we have together.

One morning, Percy surprises me with a tray of breakfast for Mother's Day. The tray is filled with pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, and fresh fruit. The aroma of coffee fills the air, and I can't help but smile. My father asks me to bring our baby girl in to celebrate. She's a chubby, adorable baby with curly hair and bright blue eyes. I feel grateful for the family I have and the love that surrounds me.