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Part Three-Surfacing.

The smell of bacon on a Saturday morning – Percy would never get tired of this. Stretching lazily, he climbed out of bed and threw on an old Quidditch top of Oliver's in addition to the pyjama pants he fell asleep in.

The sight of Oliver's pile of dirty clothes was reassuring on his side of the bed. The simple act of him piling up his dirty clothes instead of placing them in the hamper always made Percy smile. Audrey had also done the same thing.

Passing by the pile, he opened the bedroom door to the sounds of laughter infiltrating his ears. With a smile on his face, he made his way into the kitchen.

"Daddy!" the chiming of three voices rang in his ears. Grabbing Ollie from his chair, Percy lifted him high above his head before blowing raspberries against the toddler's stomach. Ollie's giggles took on a high-pitched squeal as Percy kept blowing.

Once finished, Percy kissed Ollie on his head before settling his youngest on his hip before kissing his girls good morning, something he missed while they were away at Hogwarts.

"Where's my good morning?" Oliver called out from his place by the stove, wearing an apron and
making breakfast just as Percy was about to sit down with Ollie on his lap.

"Yeah Daddy," his girls intoned with large smiles on their faces. "Aren't you going to tell Daddy-O
good morning?"

Percy was glad he had both hands on Ollie because he would have dropped the baby otherwise. Since Oliver had become a daily part of the girls' life, he had always been Oliver. By the sound of the clattering utensil, pan and a few choice coughs by Oliver, Percy wasn't the only one surprised.

Swallowing hard, Percy straightened up and asked, "What did you say?"

Molly and Lucy looked at him like he was a raving lunatic, then at each other, before back at him.
Molly the more out-spoken of the two girls started, "Are you going to kiss Daddy-O morning-"

"Like you always do."

"Nothing has happened while-"

"We were at school-"

"And if it had-"

"You would have told us. Right?" Lucy ended fearfully, Molly's face a mirror image of Lucy's fear.

"No nothing's happened," Percy said quickly, fumbling with Ollie as he tried to get the squirming
toddler back into his chair.

"Then why are you flustered-"

"And so is Daddy-O?"

Moving his chair closer to the girls, Percy gently said, "You two surprised us that's all."

"But why-"

"Did we surprise you?"

"You always kiss Daddy-O-"

"In the morning-"

"But you didn't today-"

"So what we were supposed-"

"To think?"

Deciding a direct route might work with the girls seeing how worked up they were making themselves, just like Fred and George used to, Percy carefully spoke, "So when did you decide to call Oliver 'Daddy-O'?"

He watched as the girls blushed and breathed, "Oh" before looking at each other.

Quietly he waited on one of them to actually respond to the question. In actuality, he was waiting for Molly to do the answering.

However it was his quiet Lucy who got to her feet and walked over to Oliver who still was
flabbergasted. Percy watched as she quietly spoke, "You don't mind do you Oliver? We just thought that it's only right since you kind of are and that's all Ollie knows you as. We figured it would make it easier on him. But if you don't approve than we won't carry on."

Percy watched as Oliver looked helplessly between Lucy and him. His own eyes fluttered towards Molly, who wore her heart on her sleeve, but this time her head was bowed. Leaving Percy as confused as Oliver, unable to figure out what his girls needed or for that matter wanted to hear.

With a shrug of his shoulders, he watched Oliver gather the innate strength Oliver possessed. With baited breath he listened as Oliver whispered, "No, I don't mind sweetheart. In fact, I'm flattered."

Lucy and Molly's faces both lit up. Percy watched with a tear in his eye as Lucy wrapped her arms around Oliver and Molly scrambled to join her sister and Oliver. Watching the tears slip down Oliver's face, Percy got to his feet which quickly carried him to Oliver.

Wrapping his arms around the man, he whispered into his ear, "I have all of this because of you."

Fin.